The Young Dragoon: Every Day Life of a SoldierDrayson, Alfred W. (Alfred Wilks)
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The Young Dragoon: Every Day Life of a Soldier
Drayson, Alfred W. (Alfred Wilks)
Soldiers -- Juvenile fiction
Soundly our grand army slept that night on the cold ground, and
thousands awakened only to march forth to certain death up the heights
of the Alma. Passing over the events that occurred on the morning of
the day on which the battle of Alma was fought, which was spent by our
generals in arranging the army in the order of battle to meet the enemy,
and beard him in his own earthworks, I now bring my readers to the banks
of the river Alma, called a river, but in reality only a brook, which
most of our horses could have cleared at a jump, even in its widest
part. Our brigade was held in reserve, as, if the infantry should
suffer a reverse and be obliged to retire from the hill over the brook
on to the plain, we were ready to play our part on that ground. Onwards
the army advanced in a vast extended line, so as to prevent the enemy
from descending the heights in front and outflanking us. The French
were disposed so as to march on our extreme right, in order to attack
the enemy's left, who occupied a position which, from its steepness, was
difficult to approach; but to our army was assigned the hardest
fighting--namely, the forcing of the enemy's centre and right. The
whole face of the hill as far as the eye could reach was swarming with
squares of infantry intermixed with earthworks thrown up on the slopes,
over which peeped the muzzles of muskets ready to deal death and
destruction to our dauntless infantry.
As we neared the banks of the stream, towards the right of the Russian
position, we noticed myriads of Cossacks, supported by a large force of
dragoons wearing helmets, who, when they observed us, descended the
hills and boldly crossed the stream. This time we quite expected to
meet them, but we were again disappointed, as a battery of our artillery
was at once pushed forward and placed between us and glory.
A clump of houses and haystacks had been set on fire some distance to
our left, the smoke of which was intended to hide the enemy's cavalry
from the view of our generals, and so enable them to charge upon the
left flank and rear of our infantry, just at the moment the latter
forded the river. But the artillery, before mentioned, with our brigade
ready to dash among them, effectually kept them at bay. During this
time the enemy had opened fire on our right, and very soon it extended
over the whole length of our line. The infantry were ordered to lie
down, and while our artillery replied well to the enemy's fire, we sat
on our horses passive observers of all that occurred. An occasional
shot dropped in the midst of us, and many rolled harmlessly among our
horses' legs. Not a hundred yards from where we formed up was Lord
Raglan and staff: the commander-in-chief was evidently getting very
anxious, as he continually interrogated an aide-de-camp as to something
that was passing on the extreme left of the enemy's position.
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