Trooper 3809: A Private Soldier of the Third RepublicDecle, Lionel
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Trooper 3809: A Private Soldier of the Third Republic
Decle, Lionel
France. Armée -- Military life
"No, sir, I have only done two days so far."
"And you dare to come and complain to me! But I ought not to be
astonished--for cool cheek and impudence you haven't your equal. Go
back to barracks and tell the _Adjudant_ to put you down ten days more
for having made an unjustified complaint. That's all--look sharp!"
I saluted, and as I was walking towards the door the Colonel added:
"I will teach you not to come and bother me in future." On my way to
barracks I thought of the advice the Sergeant _fourrier_ had given me,
and I felt distinctly sorry that I had not followed it.
At the end of ten days I began to be so exhausted by sleepless nights
and the hard physical work we had now to do that I began to feel
seriously ill. I also had a relapse of sore throat accompanied with
fever, undoubtedly due to all lack of sanitary precautions in the
_Salle de Police_. Since the warm weather had come, to the other
horrors of the place another was added. Fleas and lice came through the
boards by thousands, and our rooms were infested with vermin. I went to
the medical visit, and the doctor found me so seriously ill that he had
to send me to the hospital, promising at the same time that he would
do his best to try and get me invalided. A fortnight later he proposed
me for _invalidation_, but the Special Commission before whom I was
examined refused to invalid me, but consented to allow me two months'
sick leave. I was kept a week longer in hospital, and at the end of
that time left the regiment for two months. This interval of respite I
spent in Switzerland, where I did a good deal of mountain climbing.
I can hardly describe my feelings when I had to return to my regiment
and to go back to slavery. When I rejoined my corps I found but a few
men in barracks, as the regiment was away at the manoeuvres. The fifth
squadron alone, which forms the depôt, was left in barracks, and there
also remained a few troopers in each squadron, mostly sick men, who
were to look after the chargers which had been left behind as unfit
for hard work in the field. I tried my best to get permission to join
my regiment, but this was not granted me; on the other hand, the Major
in command of the depôt, who was acting as Colonel in the absence of
the regiment, selected me to train some of the young horses which had
proved refractory. This is the only good time I had as a trooper. I
was particularly fond of the work, being allowed to ride whenever I
liked, and having permission to use my own hunting-saddle. I had six
horses to train, so that I was in the saddle almost the whole day, and
had no one to bully me.
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