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S. R. Hodson + +This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with +almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org/license + + +Title: Twelve Years of a Soldier's Life in India + Being Extracts from the Letters of the Late Major W. S. R. Hodson, B. A. + +Author: W. S. R. Hodson + +Editor: George H. Hodson + +Release Date: April 14, 2012 [EBook #39448] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: UTF-8 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK SOLDIER'S LIFE IN INDIA *** + + + + +Produced by Melissa McDaniel and the Online Distributed +Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net (This file was +produced from images generously made available by The +Internet Archive) + + + + + + +</pre> + + +<div class="tnbox"> +<p class="center"><b>Transcriber's Note:</b></p> +<p>Obvious typographical errors have been corrected. +Inconsistent spelling and hyphenation in the original +document have been preserved.</p> + +<p>This text contains a few phrases in Greek +with transliterations provided in <span class="greek" title="popups">mouse-hover popups</span>.</p> +</div> + +<h1>TWELVE YEARS<br /> + +<span class="s05">OF A</span><br /> + +SOLDIER'S LIFE IN INDIA.</h1> + +<div class="poem p10"> +<p class="i8">If a soldier,</p> +<p>Chase brave employments with a naked sword</p> +<p>Throughout the world. Fool not; for all may have,</p> +<p>If they dare try, a glorious life or grave.</p> +<p class="i11"><span class="smcap">George Herbert.</span></p> +</div> + +<p class="center p6 b18">TWELVE YEARS</p> + +<p class="center">OF A</p> + +<p class="center b20">SOLDIER'S LIFE IN INDIA:</p> + +<p class="center b12 p2">BEING EXTRACTS FROM THE LETTERS</p> + +<p class="center p2">OF THE LATE</p> + +<p class="center b16">MAJOR W. S. R. HODSON, B. A.</p> + +<p class="center s08">TRINITY COLLEGE, CAMBRIDGE;<br /> +FIRST BENGAL EUROPEAN FUSILEERS, COMMANDANT OF HODSON'S HORSE.</p> + +<p class="center p2">INCLUDING</p> + +<p class="center b12 p2">A PERSONAL NARRATIVE OF THE SIEGE OF DELHI<br /> +AND CAPTURE OF THE KING AND PRINCES.</p> + +<p class="center p2">EDITED BY HIS BROTHER,<br /> + +<span class="b14">THE REV. GEORGE H. HODSON, M. A.</span><br /> + +<span class="s08">SENIOR FELLOW OF TRINITY COLLEGE, CAMBRIDGE.</span></p> + +<p class="center p2">FROM THE THIRD AND ENLARGED ENGLISH EDITION.</p> + +<p class="center b14 p4">BOSTON:<br /> +TICKNOR AND FIELDS.<br /> +<span class="s05">M DCCC LX.</span></p> + +<p class="center s08 p6">RIVERSIDE, CAMBRIDGE:<br /> + +STEREOTYPED AND PRINTED BY<br /> + +H. O. HOUGHTON AND COMPANY.</p> + +<p class="p6">[The following paper, by the author of "Tom Brown's +School Days at Rugby," appeared in "Fraser's Magazine:"—]</p> + +<p>The heart of England has not, within the memory of living +men, been so deeply moved as by the Indian rebellion of 1857. +It was a time of real agony,—the waiting, week after week, +for those scanty despatches, which, when they came, and lay +before us in the morning papers, with huge capitals at the top +of the column, we scarcely dared take up, we could not read +without a strong effort of the will. What it must have been +to those of us whose sisters, brothers, sons, were then in the +Northwest Provinces, they alone can tell; but of the rest we +do believe there was scarce a man who did not every now +and then feel a cold sinking of heart, a sense of shame at his +inability to help, a longing to make some sacrifice of money, +ease, or what not, whereby to lift, if it might be, a portion of +the dead weight from off his own soul. By degrees came the +light. As the trial had been, so had been the strength. The +white squall was past; and though that great and terrible +deluge still heaved and tossed, we began to catch sight of +one and another brave ship riding it out. Our pulses beat +quick and our eyes dimmed as we heard and read how the +little band of our kindred had turned to bay, in tale after tale +of heroic daring and self-sacrificing and saintly endurance +and martyrdom. The traces here and there of weakness and +indecision only brought out more clearly the soundness and +strength of the race which was on its trial; and from amongst +the thousands who were nobly doing their duty, one man after +another stood out and drew to himself the praise, the gratitude, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_6" id="Page_6">6</a></span> +and the love of the whole nation. In all her long and +stern history, England can point to no nobler sons than these, +the heroes of India in 1857. Thank God, many of them are left +to us; but the contest was for the life itself, the full price had +to be paid, and one after another the heroes paid it. Some +fell, full of years and honors, whom the mutiny found with +names already famous; others in their glorious mid-day +strength; others fresh from England, in the first daring years +of early youth; of all ranks and professions,—generals, governors, +cadets, missionaries, civilians, private soldiers; but +each heard the call and obeyed it faithfully, loving not his own +life; and we believe that even in this hurrying, bewildering, +forgetful age, England and Englishmen will not let the name +of one of them die.</p> + +<p>At any rate, there is little chance that the subject of this +paper will be forgotten by his countrymen, for not only has he +carved out with his sword a name for himself which knows +few equals even in Indian story, but he has left materials which +have enabled his brother to put together one of the best biographies +in our language.</p> + +<p><i>Twelve Years of a Soldier's Life in India</i> is the history of +the career of Hodson of Hodson's Horse, the captor of the +King of Delhi, compiled from private letters written to different +members of his family.</p> + +<p>To the book itself, as a literary work, high praise may be +awarded. There are four pages only which we could wish +omitted; we mean those (from p. <a href="#Page_432">432</a> to p. <a href="#Page_436">436</a>) which contain +the extracts from newspapers. Able leading article +writers and special correspondents, who as soon as the firing +is over, bustle up to battle-fields where their country's noblest +are dying, and sit down to catch the tale of every <i>claqueur</i>, +and spin the whole into thrilling periods, doubtless have their +use, and their productions are highly valued,—or, at any rate, +are highly paid for,—by the British public. The extracts in +question are favorable specimens, on the whole, of such commodities. +But Hodson has no need of them, and they jar on +one's soul at the end of such a book. With this exception, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_7" id="Page_7">7</a></span> +the book is a model of its kind. There is not a word too +much of the letters; in fact, we long for more of them, while +confessing that no additional number could bring the man or +his career more livingly before us; and the editor has, with +rare tact, given us just what was needed of supplementary +narrative, and no more, and has shown himself a high-minded +gentleman and Christian by his forbearance in suppressing the +names of the men who enviously and wickedly persecuted his +brother. In a charming little preface he compares that brother +to Fernando Perez, the hero of the later Spanish ballads, and +then seems to doubt whether affection may not have biassed +his judgment. We think we may reassure him on this point. +The career of the Indian Captain of Irregulars may fairly +challenge comparison with that of Fernando Perez or any +other hero of romance, and we may well apply to the Englishman, +lying in the death chamber at Lucknow, the poet's touching +farewell to the peerless knight Durandarte, stretched on +the bloody sward at Roncesvalles,—</p> + +<div class="poem"> +<p class="o1">"Kind in manners, fair in favor,</p> +<p class="i1">Mild in temper, fierce in fight;</p> +<p>Warrior nobler, gentler, braver,</p> +<p class="i1">Never shall behold the light."</p> +</div> + +<p>But it is time for us to turn from the book to the man, and +we think our readers will thank us for giving them the best +picture which our space will allow of him and his work, as +nearly as may be in his own words; only begging them to +bear in mind that these letters were written in the strictest +confidence to his nearest relations, and that so far from wishing +to make his own deeds known during his life, he resolutely +refused to allow his letters to be made public.</p> + +<p>William Stephen Raikes Hodson, third son of the Archdeacon +of Stafford, was born in March, 1821, and went, when +fourteen years old, to Rugby, where he stayed for more than +four years, two of which were spent in the sixth form under +Arnold. At school he was a bright, pleasant boy, fond of fun, +and with abilities decidedly above the average, but of no very +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_8" id="Page_8">8</a></span> +marked distinction, except as a runner; in which exercise, +however, he was almost unequalled, and showed great powers +of endurance. None of his old schoolfellows have been surprised +to hear of his success as the head of the Intelligence +Department of an army, or of his marvellous marches and +appearances in impossible places as Captain of Irregular +Horse. Such performances only carry us back to first calling +over, when we used to see him come in splashed and hot, and +to hear his cheery "Old fellow! I've been to Brinklow since +dinner." But, as a boy, he was not remarkable for physical +strength or courage, and none of us would have foretold that +he would become one of the most daring and successful swordsmen +in the Indian army. We only mention the fact, because +it is of great importance that the truth in this matter, which +the lives of Hodson and others have established, should be as +widely acknowledged as possible. A man born without any +natural defect can, in this as in other respects, make his own +character; no man need be a coward who <i>will</i> not be one; +and a high purpose steadfastly kept in view will, in the end, +help a man to the doing of nobler deeds of daring than any +amount of natural combativeness.</p> + +<p>From Rugby he went to Trinity, Cambridge, where he took +his degree in 1844; but, fortunately for his country, and (let +us own it, hard as it is as yet to do so) for himself also, a constitutional +tendency to headache led him to choose the army +rather than a learned profession. After a short service in the +Guernsey militia, which he entered to escape superannuation, +he got a cadetship, and embarked for India. Sir William +Napier, then Governor of Guernsey, gave him a letter to his +brother, Sir Charles, and himself wrote of him, "I think he +will be an acquisition to any service. His education, his ability, +his zeal to make himself acquainted with military matters, +gave me the greatest satisfaction during his service with the +militia." His brother's letter never was presented to Sir +Charles Napier, as we infer from the passage at p. 156, where +it is mentioned again, "I didn't show him his brother's letter," +writes Hodson in 1850, "that he might judge for himself first, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_9" id="Page_9">9</a></span> +and know me 'per se,' or rather 'per me.' I will, however, +if ever I see him again." He never saw Sir Charles again; +but what a glimpse of the man's character we get from these +few lines.</p> + +<p>On the 13th of September, 1845, Hodson landed in India, +and went up country at once to Agra. Here he found the +Hon. James Thomason, Lieutenant-Governor of the Northwest +Provinces, a family friend and connection, with whom he +stayed till November 2d, when he was appointed to do duty +with the 2d Grenadiers, and began his military career as +part of the escort of the Governor-General, who was on his +way to the Punjab. In that quarter a black cloud had gathered, +which it was high time should be looked after.</p> + +<p>Hodson, however, marches on, all unconscious, and his first +letters give no hint of coming battle, but contain a charmingly +graphic description of the life of an Indian army on march. +Here, too, in the very outset, we find that rare virtue of making +the best of everything peeping out, which so strongly +characterized him.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"It is a sudden change of temperature, truly,—from near freezing +at starting, to 90° or 100° at arriving. It <i>sounds hot</i>, but a tent at 84° +is tolerably endurable, especially if there is a breeze."</p> +</div> + +<p>At Umbala, he attends a grand muster of troops, and sees +the Irregulars for the first time.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"The quiet-looking and English-dressed Hindoo troopers strangely +contrasted with the wild Irregulars in all the fanciful <i>un</i>uniformity of +their native costume: yet these last are the men <i>I</i> fancy for service."</p> +</div> + +<p>This was on the 2d of December. On Christmas-day he +writes:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"I have been in four general engagements of the most formidable +kind ever known in India. On the 10th, on our usual quiet march we +were surprised by being joined by an additional regiment, and by an +order for all non-soldiers to return to Umbala."</p> +</div> + +<p>Then comes the description of forced marches, and battles +which one feels were won,—and that was all. The same +story everywhere as to the Sepoys; at Moodkee, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_10" id="Page_10">10</a></span></p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"Our Sepoys could not be got to face the tremendous fire of the +Sikh artillery, and as usual, the more they quailed the more the English +officers exposed themselves in vain efforts to bring them on.... +At Ferozeshah on the evening of the 21st, as we rushed towards the +guns in the most dense dust and smoke, and under an unprecedented +fire of grape, our Sepoys again gave way and broke. It was a fearful +crisis, but the bravery of the English regiments saved us. A ball +struck my leg below the knee, but happily spared the bone. I was +also knocked down twice,—once by a shell bursting so close to me as +to kill the men behind me, and once by the explosion of a magazine. +The wound in my leg is nothing, as you may judge when I tell you +that I was on foot or horseback the whole of the two following days.... +No efforts could bring the Sepoys forward, or half the loss might +have been spared, had they rushed on with the bayonet.... Just as +we were going into action, I stumbled on poor Carey, whom you may +remember to have heard of at Price's at Rugby. On going over the +field on the 30th, I found the body actually cut to pieces by the keen +swords of the Sikhs, and but for his clothes could not have recognized +him. I had him carried into camp for burial, poor fellow, extremely +shocked at the sudden termination of our renewed acquaintance.... I +enjoyed all, and entered into it with great zest, till we came to actual +blows, or rather, I am (<i>now</i>) half ashamed to say, till the blows were +over, and I saw the horrible scenes which ensue on war. I have had +quite enough of such sights now, and hope it may not be my lot to be +exposed to them again.... We are resting comfortably in our tents, +and had a turkey for our Christmas dinner." (pp. 66, 67, 68, 69.)</p> +</div> + +<p>In the next letter the fight at Sobraon is described:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"On we went as usual in the teeth of a dreadful fire of guns and +musketry, and after a desperate struggle we got within their <i>triple</i> +and <i>quadruple</i> intrenchments; and then their day of reckoning came +indeed. Driven from trench to trench, and surrounded on all sides, +they retired, fighting most bravely, to the river, into which they were +driven pellmell, a tremendous fire of musketry pouring on them from +our bank, and the Horse Artillery finishing their destruction with +grape. I had the pleasure myself of spiking two guns which were +turned on us."</p> +</div> + +<p>A rough baptism of war, this, for a young soldier! No +wonder that when the excitement is over, for the moment he +thinks he "has had enough of such sights." But the poetry +of battle has entered into him, witness this glorious sketch of +a deed done by the 80th Queen's (Staffordshire). +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_11" id="Page_11">11</a></span></p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"I lay between them and my present regiment (1st E. B. Fusiliers) +on the night of the 21st of December, at Ferozeshah, when Lord +Hardinge called out '80th! that gun must be silenced.' They +jumped up, formed into line, and advanced through the black darkness +silently and firmly; gradually we lost the sound of their tread, +and anxiously listened for the slightest intimation of their progress;—all +was still for five minutes, while they gradually gained the front +of the battery whose fire had caused us so much loss. Suddenly +we heard a dropping fire,—a blaze of the Sikh cannon followed, +then a thrilling cheer from the 80th, accompanied by a rattling and +murderous volley as they sprang upon the battery and spiked the +monster gun. In a few more minutes they moved back quietly, and +lay down as before on the cold sand; but they had left forty-five of +their number and two captains to mark the scene of their exploit by +their graves."</p> +</div> + +<p>And so in another month, when the war is over and the +army on its return, he "catches himself wishing and asking for +more."</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"Is it not marvellous, as if one had not had a surfeit of killing? +But the truth is <i>that</i> is not the motive, but a sort of undefined ambition.... +I remember bursting into tears in sheer rage in the midst of +the fight at Sobraon at seeing our soldiers lying killed and wounded."</p> +</div> + +<p>His first campaign is over, and he goes into cantonments. +The chief impression left on his mind is extreme disappointment +with the state of the Sepoy regiments, which he expresses +to Mr. Thomason:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"In discipline and subordination they seem to be lamentably deficient, +especially towards the native commissioned and non-commissioned +officers. On the march, I have found these last give me more +trouble than the men even. My brother officers say that I see an +unfavorable specimen in the 2d, as regards discipline, owing to their +frequent service of late, and the number of recruits; but I fear the +evil is very wide-spread. It may no doubt be traced mainly to the +want of European officers. This, however, is an evil not likely to be +removed on any large scale. Meantime, unless some vigorous and +radical improvements take place, I think our position will be very +uncertain and even alarming in the event of extended hostilities. +You must really forgive my speaking so plainly, and writing my own +opinions so freely. You encouraged me to do so when I was at Agra, +if you remember, and I value the privilege too highly as connected +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_12" id="Page_12">12</a></span> +with the greater one of receiving advice and counsel from you, not to +exercise it, even at the risk of your thinking me presumptuous and +hasty in my opinions."</p> +</div> + +<p>Acting upon these impressions, he applies for and obtains +an exchange into the 1st Bengal Europeans, in which he is +eighth second-lieutenant at the age of twenty-five, the junior +in rank of boys of eighteen and nineteen. He feels that he +has difficult cards to play, but resolves to make the best of +everything, and regrets only "that the men who are to support +the name and power of England in Asia are sent out here at +an age when, neither by education nor reflection can they +have learnt all, or even a fraction of what those words mean. +It would be a happy thing for India and for themselves, if all +came out here at a more advanced age than now, but <i>one</i> +alone breaking through the custom in that respect made and +provided, must not expect to escape the usual fate, or at least +the usual annoyances, of innovators."</p> + +<p>At this point an opening, of which he was just the man to +make the most, occurs. Mr. Thomason writes to Colonel, +afterwards Sir Henry, Lawrence, the new political agent at +Lahore, introducing Hodson; and at once a friendship, +founded on mutual appreciation, springs up between the two, +to end only with their lives. The agent manages to have the +young soldier constantly in his office, and to get all sorts of +work out of him. As a reward, he takes him on an expedition +into Cashmere, in the autumn of 1846, whither they +accompany the forces of Gholab Singh, to whom the country +had been ceded by treaty. The letters from Cashmere on +this occasion, and again in 1850, when he accompanied Sir +Henry on a second trip to Cashmere and Thibet, are like +nothing in the world but an Arabian Night which we feel to +be true. The chiefs, the priests, the monasteries, the troops, +the glorious country so misused by man, the wretched people, +an English lady, young and pretty, travelling all alone in the +wildest part on pony-back, all pass before us in a series of +living photographs. We have room, however, for one quotation +only:— +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_13" id="Page_13">13</a></span></p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"The women are atrociously ugly, and screech like the witches in +<i>Macbeth</i>,—so much so, that when the agent asked me to give them a +rupee or two, I felt it my duty to refuse, firmly but respectfully, on +the ground that it would be encouraging ugliness.</p> + +<p>"I am the luckiest dog unhung (he concludes) to have got into Cashmere. +I fancy I am the first officer of our army who has been here +save the few who have come officially."</p> +</div> + +<p>Colonel Lawrence was not the man to let his young friend's +powers of work rust, so on their return we find Hodson set to +build the famous Hill Asylum for white children at Subathoo.</p> + +<p>We may as well notice at once, in this early stage of his +career, the man's honest training of himself in all ways, great +and small, to take his place, and do his work in his world-battle; +how he faces all tasks, however unwonted, ill-paid, or +humble, which seem to be helpful; how he casts off all habits, +however pleasant or harmless, which may prove hindrances. +And this he does with no parade or fine sentiment, but simply, +almost unconsciously, often with a sort of apology which is +humorously pathetic. For example, when set to work on the +Asylum, he writes:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"Colonel Lawrence seems determined I shall have nothing to stop +me, for his invariable reply to every question is, 'Act on your own +judgment,' 'Do what you think right,' 'I give you <i>carte blanche</i> to +act in my name, and draw on my funds,' and so forth."</p> +</div> + +<p>Which confidence is worthily bestowed. Hodson sets to +work, forgetting all professional etiquette, and giving up society +for the time.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"Cutting trees down, getting lime burnt, bricks made, planks sawn +up, the ground got ready, and then watching the work foot by foot; +showing this "nigger" how to lay his bricks, another the proper proportions +of a beam, another the construction of a door, and to the +several artisans the mysteries of a screw, a nail, a hinge. You cannot +say to a man, 'Make me a wall or a door,' but you must, with +your own hands, measure out his work, teach him to saw away here, +to plane there, or drive such a nail, or insinuate such a suspicion of +glue. And when it comes to be considered that this is altogether new +work to me, and has to be excuded by cogitation on the spot, so as to +give an answer to every inquirer, you may understand the amount of +personal exertion and attention required for the work." +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_14" id="Page_14">14</a></span></p> +</div> + +<p>Again, a few months later, November, 1847,—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"I am in a high queer-looking native house among the ruins of this +old stronghold of the Pathans, with orders 'to make a good road from +Lahore to the Sutlej, distance forty miles,' in as brief a space as possible. +On the willing-to-be-generally-useful principle, this is all very +well, and one gets used to turning one's hand to everything, but certainly +(but for circumstances over which I had no control) I always +labored under the impression that I knew nothing at all about the +matter. However, Colonel Lawrence walked into my room promiscuously +one morning, and said, 'Oh, Hodson, we have agreed that +you must take in hand the road to Ferozepore. You can start in a +day or two;' and <i>here I am</i>."</p> +</div> + +<p>Again, in January, 1848, he has been sent out surveying.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"My present <i>rôle</i> is to survey a part of the country lying along the +left bank of the Ravee and below the hills, and I am daily and all +day at work with compasses and chain, pen and pencil, following +streams, diving into valleys, burrowing into hills, to complete my work. +I need hardly remark, that, having never attempted anything of the +kind hitherto, it is bothering at first."</p> +</div> + +<p>Again, in April, 1848, he has been set to hear all manner +of cases, civil, criminal, and revenue, in the Lahore Court.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"The duty is of vast importance, and I sometimes feel a half sensation +of modesty at being set down to administer justice in such matters +so early, and without previous training. A little practice, patience, +and reflection, settle most cases to one's satisfaction however; +and one must be content with substantial justice as distinguished +from technical law."</p> +</div> + +<p>Again, in a letter to his brother,—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"Did I tell you, by-the-bye, that I abjured tobacco when I left England, +and that I have never been tempted by even a night's <i>al fresco</i> +to resume the delusive habit? Nor have I told you (because I despaired +of your believing it) that I have declined from the paths of +virtue in respect of beer also, these two years past, seldom or never +tasting that once idolized stimulant!"</p> +</div> + +<p>We have no space to comment; and can only hope that any +gallant young oarsman or cricketer bound for India who may +read this, will have the courage to follow Hodson's example, +if he finds himself the better for abstinence, notwithstanding +the fascination of the drink itself, and the cherished associations +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_15" id="Page_15">15</a></span> +which twine round the pewter. My dear boys, remember, +as Hodson did, that if you are to get on well in India it +will be owing, physically speaking, to your digestions.</p> + +<p>These glimpses will enable the reader to picture to himself +how Hodson, now Assistant to the Resident at Lahore, as well +as second in command of the Guides, was spending his time +between the first and the final Sikh war. Let him throw in +this description of the duties of "The Guides":—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"The grand object of the corps is to train a body of men in peace to +be efficient in war; to be not only acquainted with localities, roads, +rivers, hills, ferries, and passes, but have a good idea of the produce +and supplies available in any part of the country; to give <i>accurate</i> +information, not running open-mouthed to say that 10,000 horsemen +and a thousand guns are coming, (in true native style,) but to stop to +see whether it may not really be only a common cart and a few wild +horsemen who are kicking up all the dust; to call twenty-five by its +right name, and not say <i>fifty</i> for short, as most natives do. This of +course wants a great deal of careful instruction and attention. Beyond +this, the officers should give a tolerably correct sketch and report +of any country through which they may pass, be <i>au fait</i> at +routes and means of feeding troops, and above all (and here you come +close upon political duties) keep an eye on the doings of the neighbors, +and the state of the country, so as to be able to give such information +as may lead to any outbreak being nipped in the bud."</p> +</div> + +<p>The reader will probably now be of opinion that the young +lieutenant, willing to make himself generally useful, and given +to locomotion, will be not unlikely to turn out a very tough +nut for the Sikhs to crack when they have quite made up their +minds to risk another fight; and that time is rapidly drawing +near. All through the spring and early summer months there +are tumults and risings, which tell of a wide conspiracy. +Hodson, after a narrow escape of accompanying Agnew to +Mooltan, is scouring the country backwards and forwards, +catching rebels and picking up news. In September, the +Sikhs openly join the rebel Moolraj. General Whish is +obliged to raise the siege of Mooltan; the grand struggle between +the cow-killers and cow-worshippers on the banks of +the Chenab has begun. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_16" id="Page_16">16</a></span></p> + +<p>We wish we had space to follow Hodson and his Guides +through the series of daring exploits by which the Doab was +cleared, and which so enraged the Sikhs that "party after +party were sent to polish me off, and at one time I couldn't +stir about the country without having bullets sent at my head +from every bush and wall." He was attached to Wheeler's +brigade during the greater part of the struggle, but joined the +army of the Punjaub in time for the battle of Gujerat, which +finished the war, and at which he and Lumsden his commander, +and Lake of the Engineers, are mentioned in Lord +Gough's despatch as most active in conveying orders throughout +the action. We cannot however resist one story. The +old Brigadier, making all haste to join the grand army, where +he expects to get a division, leaves two forts at Kulallwala and +4000 unbeaten rebels in his rear. He is ordered back to account +for them, whereupon Brigadier turns sulky. Hodson +urges him to move on like lightning and crush them, but "he +would not, and began to make short marches, so I was compelled +to outmanœuvre him by a bold stroke." Accordingly +he starts with 100 of his Guides, when twenty-five miles from +Kulallwala, and fairly frightens a doubtful sirdar, "preparing +munitions of war, mounting guns, and looking saucy," out of +his fort. Whereupon the Sikhs abandon a neighboring fort, +and the road to Kulallwala is open without a shot fired.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"In the morning I marched with my little party towards the enemy, +sending back a messenger to the Brigadier to say that I was close to +the place, and that if he did not come on sharp they would run away +or overwhelm me. He was dreadfully angry, but came on like a good +boy! When within a mile or so of the fort, I halted my party to +allow his column to get up nearer, and as soon as I could see it, moved +on quietly. The <i>ruse</i> told to perfection: thinking they had only 100 +men and myself to deal with, the Sikhs advanced in strength, thirty +to one, to meet me, with colors flying and drums beating. Just then +a breeze sprung up, the dust blew aside, and the long line of horsemen +coming on rapidly behind my party burst upon their senses. They +turned instantly, and made for the fort; so, leaving my men to advance +quietly after them, I galloped up to the Brigadier, pointed out the +flying Sikhs, explained their position, and begged him to charge +them. He melted from his wrath, and told two regiments of Irregulars +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_17" id="Page_17">17</a></span> +to follow my guidance. On we went at the gallop, cut in +amongst the fugitives, and punished them fearfully."</p> +</div> + +<p>"The Brigadier has grown quite active, and <i>very fond of +me</i> since that day at Kulallwala, though he had the wit to +see how brown I had done him by making him march two +marches in one." It is certainly to the Brigadier's credit that +he does seem to have appreciated his provoking "Guide," for +he mentions him in the highest terms in despatch after despatch, +and at the close of the war comforts him thus: "Had +your name been Hay or Ramsay, no honors, no appointments, +no distinctions would have been considered too great to mark +the services you have rendered to Government."</p> + +<p>The war ended, the Punjaub is annexed, and Hodson with +it, who loses all his appointments and returns to "the Guides."</p> + +<p>He feels sore of course at the loss of his occupation and +position, but sticks to his drill-sergeant's work now that there +is nothing higher to do, and pities from his heart the dozens +of regimental officers at Peshawur who have not an hour's +work in two days. It is a recently formed station, with a flying +column of 10,000 men there for the hot months, and no +books or society; "people are pitched headlong on to their +own resources, and find them very hard falling indeed."</p> + +<p>The first Sikh war had opened Hodson's eyes as to the +merits of the Sepoys; the second makes him moralize much +about the system of promotion.</p> + +<p>He concludes that for war, especially in India, "your leaders +must be young to be effective," in which sentiment we heartily +agree;—but how to get them? "There are men of iron, like +Napier and Radetzky, aged men whom nothing affects; but +they are just in sufficient numbers to prove the rule by establishing +exceptions." And would not the following be ludicrous, +but that men's lives are in the balance?</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"A brigadier of infantry, under whom I served during the three +most critical days of the late war, could not see his regiment when I +led his horse by the bridle until its nose touched the bayonets; and +even then he said faintly, 'Pray which way are the men facing, Mr. +Hodson?' This is no exaggeration, I assure you. Can you wonder +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_18" id="Page_18">18</a></span> +that our troops have to recover by desperate fighting, and with heavy +loss, the advantages thrown away by the want of heads and eyes to +lead them?</p> + +<p>"A seniority service, like that of the Company, is all very well for +poor men; better still for fools, for they must rise equally with wise +men; but for maintaining the discipline and efficiency of the army in +time of peace, and hurling it on the enemy in war, there never was a +system which carried so many evils on its front and face." +</p> +</div> + +<p>His fast friend, Sir Henry Lawrence, again intervenes, and +he is appointed an Assistant Commissioner, leaving the Guides +for a time. In this capacity, in April, 1850, he comes across +the new Commander-in-Chief:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"I have just spent three days in Sir Charles Napier's camp, it being +my duty to accompany him through such parts of the civil district as +he may have occasion to visit. He was most kind and cordial; +vastly amusing and interesting, and gave me even a higher opinion of +him than before. To be sure, his language and mode of expressing +himself savor more of the last than of this century—of the camp +than of the court; but barring these eccentricities, he is a wonderful +man; his heart is as thoroughly in his work, and he takes as high a +tone in all that concerns it, as Arnold did in his; that is to say, the +highest the subject is capable of. I only trust he will remain with us +as long as his health lasts, and endeavor to rouse the army from the +state of slack discipline into which it has fallen. On my parting with +him he said, 'Now, remember, Hodson, if there is any way in which +I can be of use to you, pray don't scruple to write to me.'"</p> +</div> + +<p>After working in the Civil Service, chiefly in the Cis-Sutlej +Provinces, for nearly two years, under Mr. Edmonstone, he is +promoted to the command of the Guides on Lumsden's return +to England. The wild frontier district of Euzofzai is handed +over to him, where</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"I am military as well as civil chief; and the natural taste of the +Euzofzai Pathans for broken heads, murder, and violence, as well as +their litigiousness about their lands, keeps me very hard at work from +day to day."</p> +</div> + +<p>Here he settles with his newly married wife, "the most fortunate +man in the service; and have I not a right to call +myself the happiest also, with such a wife and such a home?" +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_19" id="Page_19">19</a></span></p> + +<p>For nearly three years he rules this province, building a large +fort for his regiment, fighting all marauders from the hills, +training his men in all ways, even to practising their own +sports with them.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"William is very clever" his wife writes "at this," cutting an orange, +placed on a bamboo, in two, at full speed, "rarely failing. He is +grievously overworked; still his health is wonderfully good, and his +spirits as wild as if he were a boy again. He is never so well pleased +as when he has the baby in his arms."</p> +</div> + +<p>Yes, the baby,—for now comes in a little episode of home +and family, a gentle and bright gem in the rough setting of +the soldier's life; and the tender and loving father and husband +stands before us as vividly as the daring border-leader.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"You would so delight in her baby tricks," he writes to his father. +"The young lady already begins to show a singularity of taste—refusing +to go to the arms of any native women, and decidedly preferring +the male population, some of whom are distinguished by her special +favor. Her own orderly, save the mark, never tires of looking at her +'beautiful white fingers,' nor she of twisting them into his black +beard,—an insult to an Oriental, which he bears with an equanimity +equal to his fondness for her. The cunning fellows have begun to +make use of her too, and when they want anything, ask the favor in +the name of Lilli Bâbâ (they cannot manage 'Olivia' at all). They +know the spell is potent."</p> +</div> + +<p>But for the particulars of life in the wilderness, we must +refer our readers to Mrs. Hodson's letters (pp. <a href="#Page_197">197</a>-<a href="#Page_200">200</a>). +This happiness was not destined to last. In July, 1854, the +child dies.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"The deep agony of this bereavement I have no words to describe," +the father writes. "She had wound her little being round our hearts +to an extent which we neither of us knew until we awoke from the +brief dream of beauty, and found ourselves childless."</p> +</div> + +<p>Another trial too is at hand. In the autumn of 1854, Sir +H. Lawrence is removed from the Punjaub, and in October, +charges are trumped up (there is no other word for it, looking +to the result) against Hodson, in both his civil and military +capacity. A court of inquiry is appointed; and <i>before</i> that +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_20" id="Page_20">20</a></span> +court has reported, he is suspended from all civil and military +duty.</p> + +<p>Into the details of the charges against him we will not +enter, lest we should be tempted into the use of hard words, +which his brother has nobly refrained from. All that need be +stated is, that the sting lay in the alleged confusion of his regimental +accounts. The Court of Inquiry appointed Major +Taylor to examine these, and report on them. This was in +January, 1855; in February, 1856, Taylor presented an elaborate +report, wholly exculpating Hodson. Mr. Montgomery, +(then Commissioner for the Punjaub, now Chief Commissioner +in Oude,) to whom it was submitted, calls it the most satisfactory +report he ever read, and most triumphant. This report, +however, though made public on the spot, had not, even in +May, 1857, been communicated to the Government of India; +whether suppressed on purpose, or not, there is no evidence. +But when at last fairly brought to their notice by a remonstrance +from the accused, the satisfactory nature of the document +may be gathered from the fact that the answer is, "his +remonstrance will be placed on record for preservation, not +for justification, which it is fully admitted was not required,—no +higher testimonials were ever produced."</p> + +<p>It is with the man himself that we are concerned. We +have seen him in action, and in prosperity; how will he face +disgrace and disaster?—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"I must endeavor to face the wrong, the grievous, foul wrong, with +a constant and unshaken heart, and to endure humiliation and disgrace +with as much equanimity as I may; and with the same soldierlike +fortitude with which I ought to face danger, suffering, and death in +the path of duty.... Our darling babe was taken from us on the +day my public misfortunes began, and death has robbed us of our +father before their end. The brain-pressure was almost too much for +me.... I strive to look the worst boldly in the face as I would an +enemy in the field, and to do my appointed work resolutely and to the +best of my ability, satisfied that there is a reason for all; and that +even irksome duties well done bring their own reward, and that if not, +still they are duties....</p> + +<p>"It is pleasant to find that not a man who knows me has any belief +that there has been anything wrong.... Not one of them all (and, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_21" id="Page_21">21</a></span> +indeed, I believe I might include my worst foes and accusers in the +category) believes that I have committed any more than errors of +judgment."</p> +</div> + +<p>Thus he writes to brother and sister; and, for the rest, goes +back resolutely to his old regiment, and begins again the common +routine of a subaltern's duties, congratulating himself +that the colonel wishes to give him the adjutancy, in which +post</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"I shall have the opportunity of learning a good deal of work which +will be useful to me, and of doing, I hope, a good deal of good amongst +the men. It will be the first step up the ladder again, after tumbling +to the bottom."</p> +</div> + +<p>The colonel gets him to take the office of quartermaster, +however, not the adjutancy, the former office "having fallen +into great disorder;" and in January, 1857, the honest old +officer, of his own accord, writes a letter to the Adjutant-General, +requesting him to submit to the Commander-in-Chief +"that, his public record and acknowledgment of the +essential service Lieutenant Hodson has done the regiment +at his special request;" and urging on his Excellency to +find some worthier employment for the said lieutenant. In +the same tone writes Brigadier Johnstone, commanding at +Umbala, through whom the colonel's letter had to be forwarded; +and who "trusts his Excellency will allow of his +submitting it in a more special and marked manner than by +merely countersigning; for," goes on the General, "Lieutenant +Hodson has, with patience, perseverance, and zeal, undertaken +and carried out the laborious minor duties of the regimental +staff, as well as those of a company; and with a diligence, +method, and accuracy, such as the best trained regimental +officers have never surpassed."</p> + +<p>We sympathize entirely with the editor, when he bursts out, +"I know nothing in my brother's whole career more truly +admirable, or showing more real heroism, than his conduct at +this period, while battling with adverse fates."</p> + +<p>But there was now no need of letters from generals or +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_22" id="Page_22">22</a></span> +colonels (however acceptable such testimonies might be in +themselves) to restore Hodson to his proper position, for the +mutterings of the great eruption are already beginning to be +heard, and the ground is heaving under the feet of the +English in India.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"We are in a state of some anxiety, owing to the spread of a very +serious spirit of disaffection among the Sepoy army. It is our great +danger in India, and Lord Hardinge's prophecy, that our biggest fight +in India would be with our own army, seems not unlikely to be realized, +and that before long. Native papers, education, and progress, +are against keeping 200,000 native mercenaries in hand."</p> +</div> + +<p>This is not the exact time a sane Commander-in-Chief, +looking about for helpful persons, should choose for letting a +certain Lieutenant Hodson, lately under a cloud, but, we hear, +a smart officer, and of great knowledge concerning, and +influence with natives, out of our reach. So thinks General +Anson about the 5th of May, 1857, when Hodson, out of all +patience at finding that Taylor's report has never reached the +authorities at Calcutta, applies to him for leave to go to Calcutta +to clear himself. However, by this time the ill-used +lieutenant can afford to joke about his own misfortunes, and +writes,—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"There were clearly three courses open to me, 'à la Sir Robert +Peel.'</p> + +<p>"1st. Suicide.</p> + +<p>"2d. To resign the service in disgust, and join the enemy.</p> + +<p>"3d. To make the Governor-General eat his words, and apologize.</p> + +<p>"I chose the last.</p> + +<p>"The first was too melodramatic and foreign; the second would +have been a triumph to my foes in the Punjaub; besides, the enemy +might have been beaten!</p> + +<p>"I have determined, therefore, on a trip to Calcutta."</p> +</div> + +<p>Wherefore General Anson has interviews with this outrageous +lieutenant; is "most polite, even cordial," and "while +approving of my idea of going down to Calcutta, and thinking +it plucky to undertake a journey of two thousand five hundred +miles in such weather," thinks "I had better wait till I hear +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_23" id="Page_23">23</a></span> +again from him, for he will himself write to Lord Canning, +and try to get justice done me."</p> + +<p>In six days from this time India is in a blaze.</p> + +<p>With the news of the outbreak come orders to the 1st +European Fusileers to move down to Umbala, on the route to +Delhi. They march the sixty miles in less than two days, but, +on their arrival, find an unsatisfactory state of things:</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"Here," writes Hodson, "alarm is the prevalent feeling, and conciliation, +of men with arms in their hands and in a state of absolute +rebellion, the order of the day. This system, if pursued, is far more +dangerous than anything the Sepoys can do to us. I do trust the +authorities will act with vigor, else there is no knowing where the +affair will end. Oh, for Sir Charles now! The times are critical, but +I have no fear of aught save the alarm and indecision of our rulers."</p> +</div> + +<p>The Commander-in-Chief arrives, and now, to Hodson's +most naïve astonishment, which breaks out in the comicalest +way in his letters, he regains all he has ever lost by one leap.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"<i>May 17th.</i>—Yesterday, I was sent for by the Commander-in-Chief, +and appointed Assistant Quartermaster-General on his personal staff, +to be under the immediate orders of his Excellency, and with command +to raise one hundred horse and fifty foot, for service in the Intelligence +Department, and as personal escort. All this was done, moreover, +in a most complimentary way, and it is quite in my line."</p> +</div> + +<p>We can see clearly enough, from our own point of view, +what has been at work for a lieutenant lately under a cloud. +The plot thickens apace.</p> + +<p>But who, at this juncture, will open the road to Meerut, +from the general in command of which place we want papers +and intelligence? The following extract from the letter of +an officer stationed at that place will, perhaps, explain:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"When the mutiny broke out, our communications were completely +cut off. One night, on outlying picket at Meerut, this subject being +discussed, I said, 'Hodson is at Umbala, I know; and I'll bet he will +force his way through, and open communications with the Commander-in-Chief +and ourselves.' At about three that night I heard +my advanced sentries firing. I rode off to see what was the matter, +and they told me that a party of the enemy's cavalry had approached +their post. When day broke, in galloped Hodson. He had left +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_24" id="Page_24">24</a></span> +Kurnâl (seventy-six miles off) at nine the night before, with one led +horse and an escort of Sikh cavalry, and, as I had anticipated, here he +was with despatches for Wilson. How I quizzed him for approaching +an armed post at night without knowing the parole. Hodson rode +straight to Wilson, had his interview, a bath, breakfast, and two +hours' sleep, and then rode back the seventy-six miles, and had to +fight his way for about thirty miles of the distance."</p> +</div> + +<p>The pace pleased the general, Hodson supposes, for "he +ordered me to raise a corps of Irregular Horse, and appointed +me Commandant," but "still no tidings from the hills," (where +his wife is;) "this is a terrible additional pull upon one's +nerves at a time like this, and is a phase of war I never +calculated on."</p> + +<p>On the 27th of May the march towards Delhi begins, and +Hodson accompanies, acting as Assistant Quartermaster-General +attached to the Commander-in-Chief, "with free access to +him at any time, and to other people in authority, which gives +me power for good. The Intelligence Department is mine exclusively, +and I have for this line Sir Henry's old friend, the +one-eyed Moulvie, Rujub Alee, so I shall get the best news in +the country." He starts, too, happy about his wife from whom +he has heard; the hill stations all safe, and likely to remain so.</p> + +<p>General Anson dies of cholera, and General Barnard succeeds; +still, oddly enough, no change takes place in our lieutenant's +appointments. And so the little army marches, all too +slowly, as the lieutenant thinks and remonstrates, upon Delhi. +Other men are answering to the pressure of the times:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"Colonel T. Seaton and the other officers have gone to Rohtuck with +the 60th Native Infantry, who, I have no doubt, will desert to a man as +soon as they get there. It is very plucky of him and the other officers +to go; and very hard of the authorities to send them; a half-hearted +measure, and very discreditable, in my opinion, to all concerned; +affording a painful contrast to Sir John Lawrence's bold and decided +conduct in this crisis. This regiment (1st Fusileers) is a credit to any +army, and the fellows are in as high spirits and heart, and as plucky +and free from croaking as possible, and really do good to the whole +force.</p> + +<p>"Alfred Light doing his work manfully and well.... Montgomery +has come out very, very strong indeed; but many are beginning to +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_25" id="Page_25">25</a></span> +knock up already, and this is but the beginning of this work, I fear; +and before this business ends, we who are, thank God, still young and +strong, shall alone be left in camp; all the elderly gentlemen will +sink under the fatigue and exposure."</p> +</div> + +<p><i>June 5th.</i>—Head-quarters arrive at Aleepore, nearly at the +end of our march, in fact one may say at the end, for on that day +I rode right up to the Delhi parade-ground to reconnoitre, and +the few sowars whom I met galloped away like mad at the sight +of one white face. "Had I had a hundred Guides with me I +would have gone up to the very walls;" and on June the 8th +we occupy our position before Delhi, having driven the enemy +out of their position; not without loss, for Colonel Chester is +killed, Alfred Light (who won the admiration of all) wounded.... +No one else of the staff party killed or wounded; but +our general returns will, I fear, tell a sad tale. I am mercifully +unhurt, and write this line in pencil on the top of a drum +to assure you thereof.</p> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<p>We must break the narrative here for a moment, now that +we have got the combatants face to face, in the place of decision, +to submit to our readers our own conviction that this same +siege of Delhi, beginning on June 9th and ending triumphantly +on September 22d, 1857, is <i>the</i> feat of arms of +which England has most cause to be proud. From Cressy to +Sebastopol it has never been equalled. A mere handful of +Englishmen, for half the time numbering less than three thousand, +sat down in the open field, in the worst days of an Indian +summer, without regular communications, (for the daks were +only got carried by bribery, stage by stage,) without proper +artillery, and last and worst of all, without able leading, before +and took a city larger than Glasgow, garrisoned by an army +trained by Englishmen, and numbering at first 20,000, in +another ten days 37,000, and at last 75,000 men, supplied with +all but exhaustless munitions of war, and in the midst of a nation +in arms. "I venture to aver," writes Hodson, "that no +other nation in the world would have remained here, or have +avoided defeat, had they attempted to do so." We agree with +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_26" id="Page_26">26</a></span> +him; and we do trust that the nation will come to look at the +siege of Delhi in the right light, and properly to acknowledge +and reward the few who remain of that band of heroes who +saved British India.</p> + +<p>Our readers must also remember that we are not giving the +story of the siege, but the story of Hodson's part therein, and +must therefore not think we are unduly putting him forward to +the depreciation of other as glorious names. We would that +we had the same means of following the life day by day of +Nicholson and Chamberlain, Tombs and Light, Welchman, +Showers, Home, Salkeld, or a hundred others equally gallant. +But what we have is Hodson's life compiled from his daily letters +to his wife. No doubt the work of the regulars was as +important, perhaps even more trying, than that of the Captain +of Irregular Cavalry, Assistant Quartermaster-General, and +head of the Intelligence Department; but these were his duties, +and not the others', and we shall now see how he fulfilled +them.</p> + +<p>On the first day of the siege "the Guides" march into +camp:</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"It would have done your heart good to see the welcome they gave +me—cheering and shouting and crowding round me like frantic creatures. +They seized my bridle, dress, hands, and feet, and literally +threw themselves down before the horse with the tears streaming +down their faces. Many officers who were present hardly knew what +to make of it, and thought the creatures were mobbing me; and so +they were—but for joy, not for mischief."</p> +</div> + +<p>"Burrah Serai-wallah," they shouted, ("great in battle" in +the vulgar tongue,) making the staff and others open their eyes, +who do not much believe, for their part, in the power of any +Englishman really to attach to himself any native rascals.</p> + +<p>Next day, June 10th, the ball opens. The mutineers march +out in force and attack our position:</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"I had command of all the troops on our right, the gallant Guides +among the rest. They followed me, with a cheer for their old commander, +and behaved with their usual pluck, and finally we drove +the enemy in with loss.... Indeed, I did <i>not</i> expose myself unnecessarily; +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_27" id="Page_27">27</a></span> +for having to direct the movements of three or four regiments, +I could not be in the front as much as I wished."</p> +</div> + +<p>But wives will be anxious, my lieutenant, and making all +just allowances, it must be confessed that you give her fair +cause:</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"The warmth of the reception again given me by the Guides was +quite affecting, and has produced a great sensation in camp, and had +a good effect on our native troops, insomuch that they are more willing +to obey their European officers when they see their own countrymen's +enthusiasm.</p> + +<p>"My position is Assistant Quartermaster-General on the Commander-in-Chief's +personal staff. I am responsible for the Intelligence Department, +and in the field, or when anything is going on for directing +the movements of the troops in action, under the immediate orders of +the general."</p> +</div> + +<p>Again, on June 12th, we are at it:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"A sharp fight for four hours, ending as usual. They have never +yet been so punished as to-day. The Guides behaved admirably, so +did the Fusileers as usual. I am vexed much at the <i>Lahore Chronicle +butter</i>, and wish people would leave me alone in the newspapers. The +best butter I get is the deference and respect I meet with from all +whose respect I care for, and the affectionate enthusiasm of the +Guides, which increases instead of lessening."</p> +</div> + +<p>But this daily repulsing attacks cannot be allowed to go on: +cannot we have something to say to attacking them? So the +general thinks, and sets Greathed, assisted by me and two +more engineers, to submit a plan for taking Delhi.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"We drew up our scheme and gave it to the general, who highly +approved, and will, I trust, carry it out; but how times must be +changed, when four subalterns are called upon to suggest a means of +carrying out so vitally important an enterprise as this, one on which +the safety of the empire depends!"</p> +</div> + +<p>Simple but "perfectly feasible" plan of four subalterns: +blow open gates with powder, and go in with bayonet, and that +there may be no mistake about it, I volunteer to lead the assault +(wholly unmindful of that assurance given to a loving heart in +the hills that I am <i>not</i> exposing myself) and fix on a small +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_28" id="Page_28">28</a></span> +building in front of the gate as the rendezvous, which is now +called "Hodson's Mosque."</p> + +<p>General approves, and orders assault for the morning of +June 13th. Alas for our "perfectly feasible" plan!</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"We were to have taken Delhi by assault last night, but a 'mistake +of orders' (?) as to the right time of bringing the troops to the +rendezvous prevented its execution. I am much annoyed and disappointed +at our plan not having been carried out, because I am confident +it would have been successful. The rebels were cowed, and +perfectly ignorant of any intention of so bold a stroke on our part as +an assault; the surprise would have done everything."</p> +</div> + +<p>Next day there is another fight. A council of war. Our +plan is still approved, but put off from day to day. Abandoned +at last, we are to wait for reinforcements. Poor "feasible +plan!"</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"It was frustrated the first night by the fears and absolute disobedience +of orders of ——, the man who first lost Delhi, and has now +by folly prevented its being recaptured. The general has twice since +wished and even ordered it, but has always been thwarted by some +one or other; latterly by that old woman ——, who has come here for +nothing apparently but as an obstacle; —— is also a crying evil to +us. The general knows this and wants to get rid of him, but has not +the nerve to supersede him. The whole state of affairs here is bad to +a degree."</p> +</div> + +<p>And here I am (June 19th), with fights going on every day, +knocked down with bronchitis and inflammation of the chest, +"really very ill for some hours." "The general nurses me as +if I were his son. I woke in the night and found the kind +old man by my bedside covering me carefully up from the +draught." But on June 20th (bronchitis notwithstanding) I +am up and at work again, for the Sepoys have attacked our +rear to-day, and though beaten as usual, Colonel Becher +(Quartermaster-General) is shot through right arm, and Daly +(commanding Guides) hit through the shoulder. So the whole +work of the Quartermaster-General's office is on me, and the +general begs me as a personal favor to take command of +Guides in addition. I at first refused, but the general was +most urgent, putting it on the ground that the service was at +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_29" id="Page_29">29</a></span> +stake, and none was so fit, &c. &c. I do feel that we are +bound to do our best just now to put things on a proper footing; +and after consulting Seaton and Norman, I accepted the +command. How —— will gnash his teeth to see me leading +my dear old Guides again in the field.</p> + +<p>And so we fight on, literally day by day, for now "our artillery +officers themselves say they are outmatched by these +rascals in accuracy and rapidity of fire; and as they have +unlimited supplies of guns, &c., they are quite beyond us in +many respects. We are, in point of fact, reduced to merely +holding our own ground till we get more men." Still we don't +feel at all like giving in.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"The wounded generally are doing well, poor fellows, considering +the heat, dirt, and want of any bed but the dry ground. Their pluck +is wonderful, and it is not in the field alone that you see what an +English soldier is made of. One poor fellow who was smoking his +pipe and laughing with the comrade by his side, was asked, what was +the matter with him, and he answered in a lively voice, 'Oh, not +much, Sir, only a little knock on the back; I shall be up and at the +rascals again in a day or two.' He had been shot in the spine, and +all his lower limbs were paralyzed. He died next day. Colonel +Welchman is about again; too soon, I fear, but there is no keeping +the brave old man quiet. Poor Peter Brown is very badly wounded, +but he is cheerful, and bears up bravely. Jacob has 'come out' +wonderfully. He is cool, active, and bold, keeps his wits about him +under fire, and does altogether well. We are fortunate in having him +with the force. Good field-officers are very scarce indeed; I do not +wonder at people at a distance bewailing the delay in the taking of +Delhi. No one not on the spot can appreciate the difficulties in the +way, or the painful truth, that those difficulties increase upon us."</p> +</div> + +<p>I am rather out of sorts still myself, also. It is a burden to +me to stand or walk, and the excessive heat makes it difficult +for me to recover from that sharp attack of illness. "The +doctors urge me to go away for a little, to get strength—as if +I could leave just now, or as if I would if I could." ... So I +am in the saddle all day, (June 24th,) though obliged occasionally +to rest a bit where I can find shelter, and one halt is +by Alfred Light.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"It does me good to see the 'Light of the ball-room' working away +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_30" id="Page_30">30</a></span> +at his guns, begrimed with dust and heat, ever cheery and cool, +though dead beat from fatigue and exposure. How our men fought +to-day; liquid fire was no name for the fervent heat; but nothing less +than a knock-down blow from sun, sword, or bullet, stops a British +soldier."</p> +</div> + +<p>My glorious old regiment! how they have suffered in this +short three weeks; Colonel Welchman badly hit in the arm, +Greville down with fever, Wriford with dysentery, Dennis +with sunstroke, Brown with wounds.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"Jacob and the 'boys' have all the work to themselves, and well +indeed do the boys behave—with a courage and coolness which +would not disgrace veterans. Little Tommy Butler, Owen, Warner, +all behave like heroes, albeit with sadly diminishing numbers to lead. +Neville Chamberlain is come in, who ought to be worth a thousand +men to us."</p> +</div> + +<p>Those rascals actually came out to-day (June 25th), in their +red coats and medals!</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"We are not very well off, <i>quant à la cuisine</i>. I never had so much +trouble in getting anything fit to eat, except when I dine with the +general. Colonel Seaton lives in my tent, and is a great companion; +his joyous disposition is a perpetual rebuke to the croakers."</p> +</div> + +<p>And so too was your own, my Lieutenant, for we have fortunately +a letter from a distinguished officer, in which he +says,—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"Affairs at times looked very queer, from the frightful expenditure +of life. Hodson's face was then like sunshine breaking through the +dark clouds of despondency and gloom that would settle down occasionally +on all but a few brave hearts, England's worthiest sons, who +were determined to conquer."</p> +</div> + +<p>But this siege does set one really thinking in earnest about +several things, and this is the conclusion at which our Lieutenant +arrives:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"There is but one rule of action for a soldier in the field, as for a +man at all times, to do that which is best for the public good; to +make that your sole aim, resting assured that the result will in the +end be best for individual interest also. I am quite indifferent not to +see my name appear in newspaper paragraphs and despatches; only +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_31" id="Page_31">31</a></span> +content if I can perform my duty truly and honestly, and too thankful +to the Almighty if I am daily spared for future labors or future +repose."</p> +</div> + +<p>But here is another coil this June 27th:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"There has been an outcry throughout the camp at ——'s having +fled from Bhagput, the bridge which caused me so much hard riding +and hard work to get, some time ago."</p> +</div> + +<p>He has actually bolted, on a report of mutineers coming, +leaving boats, bridge, and all. By this conduct he has lost our +communication with Meerut, and that too when our reinforcements +were actually in sight. The consequence is that I have to +go down to Bhagput to recover boats, bridge, &c., and reopen +communication, which is done at once and satisfactorily; and +by July 2d we are quite comfortable, for I have set myself up +with plates, &c., for one rupee, and Colonel Seaton's traps and +servants will be here to-day ... except that we are somewhat +vexed in our spirits, for</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"—— has been shelved and allowed to get sick, to save him from +supersession. I do not like euphuisms. In these days men and +things should be called by their right names, that we might know +how far either should be trusted.</p> + +<p>"<i>July 5th.</i>—General Barnard dies of cholera after a few hours' illness. +Personally I am much grieved, for no kinder or more considerate +or gentlemanly man ever lived. I am so sorry for his son, a fine +brave fellow, whose attention to his father won the love of us all. It +was quite beautiful to see them together."</p> +</div> + +<p>And so we plunge on day after day, the rain nearly flooding +us out of camp. Will the ladies in the hills make us some +flannel shirts?</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"The soldiers bear up like men, but the constant state of wet is no +small addition to what they have to endure from heat, hard work, and +fighting. I know by experience what a comfort a dry flannel shirt +is.</p> + +<p>"<i>July 12th.</i>—Three hundred of my new regiment arrive; very fine-looking +fellows, most of them. I am getting quite a little army under +me, what with the Guides and my own men. Would to Heaven they +would give us something more to do than this desultory warfare, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_32" id="Page_32">32</a></span> +which destroys our best men, and brings us no whit nearer Delhi, and +removes the end of the campaign to an indefinite period."</p> +</div> + +<p>Another fight this 14th July, one of the sharpest we have +yet had, and we who have to lead were obliged to expose ourselves, +but really not more than we could help; and how the +papers can have got hold of this wound story I can't think, for +I didn't tell it even to you. The facts are thus:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"A rascally Pandy made a thrust at my horse, which I parried, +when he seized his 'tulwar' in both hands, bringing it down like a +sledge-hammer; it caught on the iron of my antigropelos legging, +which it broke into the skin, cut through the stirrup-leather, and took +a slice off my boot and stocking; and yet, wonderful to say, the sword +did not penetrate the skin. Both my horse and myself were staggered +by the force of the blow, but I recovered myself quickly, and I don't +think that Pandy will ever raise his 'tulwar' again."</p> +</div> + +<p>But, to show you that I did no more than was necessary, I +must tell you what Chamberlain had to do, who led in another +part.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"Seeing a hesitation among the troops he led, who did not like the +look of a wall lined with Pandies, and stopped short, instead of going +up to it, he leaped his horse clean over the wall into the midst of +them, and dared the men to follow, which they did, but he got a ball +in the shoulder."</p> +</div> + +<p>I must positively give up the Quartermaster-General's work; +head-quarters' staff seems breaking down altogether. General +Reed goes to the hills to-night; Congreve and Curzon +have been sent off, too; Chamberlain and Becher on their +backs with wounds.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"Colonel Young, Norman, and myself, are therefore the only representatives +of the head-quarters' staff, except the doctors and commissaries. +I am wonderfully well, thank God! and able to get +through as much work as any man; but commanding two regiments, +and being eyes and ears to the whole army, too, is really too much."</p> +</div> + +<p>Again, to-day (July 19) a sharp fight; Pandies in great +force—driven pellmell up to the walls; but how about getting +back.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"We were commanded by a fine old gentleman, who might sit for +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_33" id="Page_33">33</a></span> +a portrait of Falstaff, so fat and jolly is he, Colonel Jones, of 60th +Rifles."</p> +</div> + +<p>Jolly old Briton, with the clearest possible notion of going +on, but as for retiring, little enough idea of that sort of work +in Colonel Jones.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"The instant we began to draw off, they followed us, their immense +numbers giving them a great power of annoyance at very slight cost +to themselves. The brave old colonel was going to retire 'all of a +heap,' infantry, guns, and all in a helpless mass, and we should have +suffered cruel loss in those narrow roads, with walls and buildings on +both sides. I rode up to him and pointed this out, and in reply received +<i>carte blanche</i> to act as I saw best. This was soon done, with +the assistance of Henry Vicars (Adjutant 61st) and Coghill (Adjutant +2d Bengal European Fusileers), both cool soldiers under fire, +though so young, and we got off in good order and with trifling loss, +drawing the men back slowly, and in regular order, covered by Dixon's +and Money's guns."</p> +</div> + +<p>This colonel, too, with no notion of retreating, is a candid +man; goes straight to the general on his return, and begs to +thank our Lieutenant, and to say he hopes for no better aid +whenever he has to lead; unlike some persons under whom +we have served.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"The general has begged me to give up the Guides, and not the +quartermaster-general's office. You, at least, will rejoice that it +greatly diminishes the risk to life and limb, which, I confess, lately +has been excessive in my case."</p> +</div> + +<p>News of Wheeler's surrender—of the massacre four days +later (July 26), and our blood is running fire. "There will +be a day of reckoning for these things, and a fierce one, or I +have been a soldier in vain." Another fight on the 24th, and +Seaton down with chest-wound, but doing well; "he is patient +and gentle in suffering as a woman, and this helps his +recovery wonderfully." ... Thanks for the flannel waistcoats; +but as for you and Mrs. —— coming to camp as nurses, no.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"Unless any unforeseen emergency should arise, I would strongly +dissuade any lady from coming to camp. They would all very +speedily become patients in the very hospitals which they came to +serve, and would so willingly support. The flannel garments are +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_34" id="Page_34">34</a></span> +invaluable, and this is all that can be done for us by female hands at +present.... You say there is a great difference between doing one's +duty and running unnecessary risks, and you say truly; the only +question, what is one's duty. Now, I might, as I have more than +once, see things going wrong at a time and place when I might be +merely a spectator, and not 'on duty,' or ordered to be there, and I +might feel that by exposing myself to danger for a time I might rectify +matters, and I might therefore think it right to incur that danger; +and yet, if I were to get hit, it would be said 'he had no business +there;' nor should I, as far as the rules of the service go, though, in +my own mind, I should have been satisfied that I was right. These +are times when every man should do his best, his utmost, and not say, +'No; though I see I can do good there, yet, as I have not been ordered +and am not on duty, I will not do it.' This is not my idea of +a soldier's duty, and hitherto the results have proved me right."</p> +</div> + +<p><i>August 3d.</i>—Rumor that Sir Henry is dead at Lucknow. +The news has quite unnerved me. 5th.—Nana Sahib, the +murderer (you remember the man at the artillery review, a +"swell" looking native gentleman, who spoke French, and +was talking a good deal to Alfred Light), has been beaten by +Havelock, they say has drowned himself.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"I hope it is not true; for it is one of my aims to have the catching +of the said Nana myself. The hanging him would be a positive +pleasure to me.... Nicholson has come on ahead of our reinforcements +from the Punjaub; a host in himself, if he does not go and get +knocked over as Chamberlain did.</p> + +<p>"General Wilson has been down for some days, but is now better, +but nervous and over-anxious about trifles.... These men are, +personally, as brave as lions, but they have not big hearts or heads +enough for circumstances of serious responsibility....</p> + +<p>"<i>August 11th.</i>—Talking of jealousies, one day, under a heavy fire, +Captain —— came up to me, and begged me to forget and forgive +what had passed, and only to remember that we were soldiers fighting +together in a common cause. As I was the injured party, I could +afford to do this. The time and place, as well as his manner, appealed +to my better feelings, so I held out my hand at once. Nowadays, +we must stand by and help each other, forget all injuries, and +rise superior to them, or God help us! we should be in terrible +plight."</p> + +<p><i>August 12th</i>.—A brilliant affair under Showers; four guns +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_35" id="Page_35">35</a></span> +taken. Brave young Owen wounded, "riding astride one +gun, and a soldier with musket and fixed bayonet riding each +horse, the rest cheering like mad things. I was in the thick +of it, <i>by accident</i>."</p> +</div> + +<p>By this time, Pandy, having been beaten severely in twenty-three +fights, has had nearly enough of it, and is very chary of +doing more than firing long shots, so there is no longer so +much need of our Lieutenant in camp. He may surely be +useful in clearing the neighborhood and restoring British rule +and order; so we find him starting for Rohtuck, on 17th August, +with three hundred men and five officers,—all his own +men, and first-rate,—and Macdowell, two Goughs, Ward, and +Wise. On the 18th the inhabitants send supplies and fair +words, but there is a body of a thousand infantry and three +hundred horse close by, who must be handled. Accordingly, +they are drawn into the open by a feigned retreat, and come +on firing and yelling in crowds.</p> + +<p>"Threes about and at them;" five parties, each headed +by an officer, are upon them. "Never was such a scatter; +they fled as if not the Guides and Hodson's Horse, but death +and the devil, were at their heels." Only eight of my men +touched. This will encourage my new hands, utterly untrained.</p> + +<p>Another skirmish, and now—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"In three days we have frightened away and demoralized a force +of artillery, cavalry, and infantry, some two thousand strong, beat +those who stood or returned to fight us, twice, in spite of numbers, +and got fed and furnished forth by the rascally town itself. Moreover, +we have thoroughly cowed the whole neighborhood, and given +them a taste of what more they will get unless they keep quiet in +future.... This is a terribly egotistical detail, and I am thoroughly +ashamed of saying so much of myself; but you insisted on having a +full, true, and particular account, so do not think me vainglorious."</p> +</div> + +<p>Next come orders, but sadly indefinite ones, to look out for +and destroy the 10th Light Cavalry, who are out in the Jheend +district:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"He must either say distinctly 'do this or that,' and I will do it; +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_36" id="Page_36">36</a></span> +or he must give me <i>carte blanche</i> to do what he wants in the most +practicable way, of which I, knowing the country, can best judge. +I am not going to fag my men and horses to death, and then be told I +have exceeded my instructions. He gives me immense credit for +what I have done, but 'almost wishes I had not ventured so far.' The +old gentleman means well, but does not understand either the country +or the position I was in, nor does he appreciate a tenth part of the +effects which our bold stroke at Rohtuck, forty-five miles from camp, +has produced. '<i>N'importe</i>,' they will find it out sooner or later. I +hear both Chamberlain and Nicholson took my view of the case, and +supported me warmly.... I foresee that I shall remain a subaltern, +and the easy-going majors of brigade, aides-de-camp, and staff-officers +will all get brevets."</p> +</div> + +<p>Too true, my Lieutenant.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"The Victoria Cross, I confess, is the highest object of my ambition, +and had I been one of Fortune's favorites, I should have had it +ere now."</p> +</div> + +<p>True again.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"But, whether a lieutenant or lieutenant-general, I trust I shall continue +to do my duty to the best of my judgment and ability, as long +as strength and sense are vouchsafed to me."</p> +</div> + +<p>We trust, and are on the whole by this time prepared to +hazard a prophecy, that you will so continue, whether lieutenant +or general.</p> + +<p><i>August 26th.</i>—A glorious victory at Nujjufghur, by Nicholson. +I was not there. Ill in camp; worse luck.... Scouring +the country again till August 30th, when I have to receive +an emissary from Delhi to treat.</p> + +<p>Sir Colin Campbell is, they say, at Calcutta, and Mansfield, +as chief of the staff; so now we may get some leading.</p> + +<p>We are in Delhi at last (September 15th), but with grievous +loss. My dear old regiment (1st Fusileers) suffered out of all +proportion.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"Of the officers engaged only Wriford, Wallace, and I are untouched. +My preservation (I don't like the word <i>escape</i>) was miraculous." ...</p> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_37" id="Page_37">37</a></span></p> +</div> + +<p>Nicholson dangerously hit; ten out of seventeen engineer +officers killed or wounded.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +... "'You may count our real officers on your fingers now.'</p> + +<p>"<i>Sept. 16th.</i>—I grieve much for poor Jacob; we buried him and +three sergeants of the regiment, last night; he was a noble soldier. +His death has made me captain, the long wished-for goal; but I +would rather have served on as a subaltern than gained promotion thus.</p> + +<p>"<i>Sept. 19th.</i>— We are making slow progress in the city. The fact +is, the troops are utterly demoralized by hard work and hard drink, I +grieve to say. For the first time in my life, I have had to see English +soldiers refuse, repeatedly, to follow their officers. Greville, Jacob, +Nicholson, and Speke were all sacrificed to this.</p> + +<p>"<i>Sept. 22d.</i>—In the Royal Palace, Delhi.—I was quite unable to +write yesterday, having had a hard day's work. I was fortunate +enough to capture the King and his favorite wife. To-day, more +fortunate still, I have seized and destroyed the King's two sons and a +grandson (the famous, or rather infamous, Abu Bukt), the villains +who ordered the massacre of our women and children, and stood by +and witnessed the foul barbarity; their bodies are now lying on the +spot where those of the unfortunate ladies were exposed. I am very +tired, but very much satisfied with my day's work, and so seem all +hands."</p> +</div> + +<p>This is Hodson's account of the two most remarkable exploits +in even his career. We have no space to give his own +full narrative, which he writes later, upon being pressed to do +so; or the graphic account of Macdowell, his lieutenant, which +will be found in the book, and it would be literary murder to +mutilate such gems. As to defending the shooting of the two +princes, let those do it who feel that a defence is needed, for +we believe that no Englishman, worth convincing, now doubts +as to the righteousness and policy of the act, and probably the +old Radical general-officer and M. P., who thought it his duty +to call Hodson hard names at the time, has reconsidered his +opinion. Whether he has or not, however, matters little. He +who did the deed, and is gone, cared not for hasty or false +tongues,—why should we?</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"Strange," he says, "that some of those who are loudest against +me for sparing the King, are also crying out at my destroying his sons. +'Quousque tandem?' I may well exclaim. But, in point of fact, I +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_38" id="Page_38">38</a></span> +am quite indifferent to clamor either way. I made up my mind, at +the time, to be abused. I was convinced I was right, and when I +prepared to run the great physical risk of the attempt, I was equally +game for the moral risk of praise or blame. These have not been, +and are not times when a man who would serve his country dare hesitate, +as to the personal consequences to himself, of what he thinks his +duty."</p> +</div> + +<p>"By Jove, Hodson, they ought to make you Commander-in-Chief +for this," shouts the enthusiast to whom the prisoners +were handed over. "Well, I'm glad you have got him, but I +never expected to see either him or you again," says the Commander-in-Chief, +and sits down and writes the following despatch:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"The King, who accompanied the troops for some short distance +last night, gave himself up to a party of Irregular Cavalry, whom I +sent out in the direction of the fugitives, and he is now a prisoner +under a guard of European soldiers."</p> +</div> + +<p>Delhi is ours; but at what a cost in officers and men! and +Nicholson is dead.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"With the single exception of my ever revered friend, Sir Henry +Lawrence, and Colonel Mackeson, I have never met his equal in field +or council; he was preëminently our best and bravest, and his loss is +not to be atoned for in these days.</p> + +<p>"The troops have behaved with singular moderation towards +women and children, considering their provocation. I do not believe, +and I have some means of knowing, that a single woman or child has +been purposely injured by our troops, and the story on which your +righteous indignation is grounded is quite false; the troops have been +demoralized by drink, but nothing more."</p> +</div> + +<p>In November he gets a few weeks' leave, and is off to +Umbala to meet his wife for the last time, safe after all, and no +longer a lieutenant under a cloud. What a meeting must that +have been.</p> + +<p>With the taking of Delhi our narrative, already too long, +must close, though a grand five months of heroic action +still remained. Nothing in the book exceeds in interest +the ride of ninety-four miles from Seaton's column, with +young Macdowell, to carry a despatch to Sir Colin, on December +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_39" id="Page_39">39</a></span> +30th. The tale of the early morning summons, the +rumors of enemies on the road, the suspense as to the Chief's +whereabouts, the leaving all escort behind, their flattering and +cordial reception by Sir Colin, (who gets them "chops and +ale in a quiet friendly way,") the fifty-four miles' ride home, +the midnight alarm and escape, and the safe run in, take away +our breath. And the finish is inimitable.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"All Hodson said," writes Macdowell, "when we were at Bewar, +and safe, was 'By George! Mac, I'd give a good deal for a cup of +tea,' and immediately went to sleep. He is the coolest hand I have +ever yet met. We rode ninety-four miles. Hodson rode seventy-two +on one horse, the little dun, and I rode Alma seventy-two miles also."</p> +</div> + +<p>One more anecdote, however, we cannot resist. On the +6th of January, 1858, Seaton's column joins the Commander-in-Chief; +on the 27th, at Shumshabad, poor young Macdowell +(whose letters make one love him) is killed, and Hodson badly +wounded. They were in advance, as usual, with guns, and +had to charge a superior body of cavalry:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"But there was nothing for it but fighting, as, had we not attacked +them, they would have got in amongst our guns. We were only three +officers, and about one hundred and eighty horsemen,—my poor +friend and second in command, Macdowell, having received a mortal +wound a few minutes before we charged. It was a terrible <i>mêlée</i> for +some time, and we were most wonderfully preserved. However, we +gave them a very proper thrashing, and killed their leaders. Two +out of the three of us were wounded, and five of my men killed and +eleven wounded, besides eleven horses. My horse had three sabre-cuts, +and I got two, which I consider a rather unfair share. The +Commander-in-Chief is very well satisfied, I hear, with the day's +work, and is profusely civil and kind to me."</p> +</div> + +<p>In another letter he writes:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"They were very superior in number, and individually so as horsemen +and swordsmen, but we managed to 'whop' them all the same, +and drive them clean off the field; not, however, until they had made +two very pretty dashes at us, which cost us some trouble and very +hard fighting. It was the hardest thing of the kind in which I ever +was engaged in point of regular '<i>in</i> fighting,' as they say in the +P. R.; only <i>Bell's Life</i> could describe it properly. I got a cut, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_40" id="Page_40">40</a></span> +which laid my thumb open, from a fellow after my sword was through +him, and about half an hour later this caused me to get a second severe +cut, which divided the muscles of the right arm, and put me +<i>hors de combat</i>; for my grip on the sword-handle was weakened, and +a demon on foot succeeded in striking down my guard, or rather his +tulwar glanced off my guard on to my arm. My horse, also, got three +cuts. I have got well most rapidly, despite an attack of erysipelas, +which looked very nasty for three days, and some slight fever; and I +have every reason to be thankful."</p> +</div> + +<p>He is able, notwithstanding wounds, to accompany the +forces, Colonel Burn kindly driving him in his dog-cart. +Nothing could exceed Sir Colin's kind attentions. Here is a +chief, at last, who can appreciate a certain captain, late lieutenant +under a cloud. The old chief drinks his health as +colonel, and, on Hodson's doubting, says:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"<i>I</i> will see that it is all arranged; just make a memorandum of +your services during the Punjaub war, and I venture to prophesy that +it will not be long before I shake hands with you as Lieutenant-Colonel +Hodson, C.B., with a Victoria Cross to boot."</p> +</div> + +<p>By the end of February he is well, and in command of his +regiment again, and in his last fight saves the life of his adjutant, +Lieut. Gough, by cutting down a rebel trooper in the very +act of spearing him.</p> + +<p>And now comes the end. For a week the siege had gone +on, and work after work of the enemy had fallen. On the +11th of March the Begum's Palace was to be assaulted. Hodson +had orders to move his regiment nearer to the walls, and +while choosing a spot for his camp heard firing, rode on, and +found his friend Brigadier Napier directing the assault. He +joined him, saying, "I am come to take care of you; you +have no business to go to work without me to look after you." +They entered the breach together, were separated in the <i>mêlée</i>, +and in a few minutes Hodson was shot through the chest. The +next morning the wound was declared to be mortal, and he +sent for Napier to give his last instructions.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"He lay on his bed of mortal agony," says this friend, "and met +death with the same calm composure which so much distinguished +him on the field of battle. He was quite conscious and peaceful, occasionally +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_41" id="Page_41">41</a></span> +uttering a sentence, 'My poor wife,' 'My poor sisters.' 'I +should have liked to have seen the end of the campaign and gone +home to the dear ones once more, but it was so ordered.' 'It is hard +to leave the world just now, when success is so near, but God's will +be done.' 'Bear witness for me that I have tried to do my duty to +man. May God forgive my sins, for Christ's sake.' 'I go to my +Father.' 'My love to my wife,—tell her my last thoughts were of +her.' 'Lord receive my soul.' These were his last words, and without +a sigh or struggle his pure and noble spirit took its flight."</p> +</div> + +<p>"It was so ordered." They were his own words; and now +that the first anguish of his loss is over, will not even those +nearest and dearest to him acknowledge "it was ordered for +the best?" For is there not something painful to us in calculating +the petty rewards which we can bestow upon a man who +has done any work of deliverance for his country? Do we +not almost dread—eagerly as we may desire his return—to +hear the vulgar, formal phrases which are all we can devise to +commemorate the toils and sufferings that we think of with +most gratitude and affection? There is somewhat calming +and soothing in the sadness which follows a brave man to his +grave in the very place where his work was done, just when it +was done. Alas, but it is a bitter lesson to learn, even to us +his old schoolfellows, who have never seen him since we parted +at his "leaving breakfast." May God make us all braver and +truer workers at our own small tasks, and worthy to join him, +the hard fighter, the glorious Christian soldier and Englishman, +when our time shall come.</p> + +<p>On the next day, March 13th, he was carried to a soldier's +grave, in the presence of the head-quarters, staff, and of Sir +Colin, his last chief, who writes thus to his widow:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"I followed your noble husband to the grave myself, in order to +mark, in the most public manner, my regret and esteem for the most +brilliant soldier under my command, and one whom I was proud to +call my friend."</p> +</div> + +<p>What living Englishman can add one iota to such praise +from such lips? The man of whom the greatest of English +soldiers could thus speak, needs no mark of official approbation, +though it is a burning disgrace to the authorities that +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_42" id="Page_42">42</a></span> +none such has been given. But the family which mourns its +noblest son may be content with the rewards which his gallant +life and glorious death have won for him and them,—we believe +that he himself would desire no others. For his brothers-in-arms +are erecting a monument to him in Lichfield Cathedral; +his schoolfellows are putting up a window to him, and the other +Rugbæans who have fallen with him, in Rugby Chapel; and +the three regiments of Hodson's Horse will hand down his +name on the scene of his work and of his death as long as +Englishmen bear rule in India. And long after that rule has +ceased, while England can honor brave deeds and be grateful +to brave men, the heroes of the Indian mutiny will never be +forgotten, and the hearts of our children's children will leap +up at the names of Lawrence, Havelock, and Hodson.</p> + +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Thomas Hughes.</span></p> + +<p class="center p6 b14">To the Memory</p> + +<p class="center">OF</p> + +<p class="center b14">SIR HENRY LAWRENCE, K. C. B.</p> + +<p class="center">THE TRUE CHRISTIAN, THE BRAVE SOLDIER,</p> + +<p class="center">THE FAITHFUL FRIEND,</p> + +<p class="center">THESE EXTRACTS FROM THE LETTERS OF</p> + +<p class="center">ONE WHOM HE TRAINED</p> + +<p class="center">TO FOLLOW IN HIS FOOTSTEPS, AND WHO NOW</p> + +<p class="center">RESTS NEAR HIM AT LUCKNOW,</p> + +<p class="center b12">Are Dedicated</p> + +<p class="center b12">BY THE EDITOR.</p> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<p class="center">They were lovely and pleasant in their lives,<br /> +And in their deaths they were not divided. </p> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_45" id="Page_45"></a></span></p> + +<h2 class="p6">PREFACE TO THE THIRD EDITION.</h2> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<p>I have now been able to complete the series of +extracts from my brother's letters, down to the +morning of the fatal 11th March. The greater +portion of the Fourth Chapter of Part II. will be +found to have been added since the first edition.</p> + +<p>I have to apologize for an inaccuracy in the +quotation which I gave from Sir Colin Campbell's +letter on the occasion of my brother's death. A +correct copy of the letter in full will be found at +page <a href="#Page_431">431</a>. I have not found it necessary to make +any other corrections of importance. Cases have +been pointed out to me, in which officers who +took part in different operations described, and +did good service, are not mentioned by name; +but I felt that I could not supply any such omissions, +without taking upon myself a responsibility +which I have disclaimed.</p> + +<p>It was very natural that my brother, in writing +to his wife, should make especial mention of those +in whom she was interested. It is probable, too, +that in some cases, subsequent information would +have modified views expressed at the moment, but +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_46" id="Page_46">46</a></span> +I have adhered to the principle of giving his letters +as they were written day by day.</p> + +<p>The favorable reception given to the former +editions of this work, has quite satisfied me that +I was not wrong in supposing that my brother's +character only required to be known, in order to +be estimated as it deserved, by Englishmen of +every class and profession.</p> + +<p class="i2"> +<span class="smcap">Cookham Deane</span>, <i>July, 1859</i>.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_47" id="Page_47"></a></span></p> + +<h2 class="p6">PREFACE TO THE FIRST EDITION.</h2> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<p>It can scarcely be needful to make any apology +for offering to the public this record of one who +has attracted to himself so large a measure of +attention and admiration. Many, both in this +country and in India, have expressed, and I doubt +not many others have felt, a desire to know more +of the commander of Hodson's Horse, and captor +of the King of Delhi and his sons.</p> + +<p>My original intention was to have compiled +from my brother's letters merely an account of the +part he bore in the late unhappy war. I very +soon, however, determined to extend the work, so +as to embrace the whole of his life in India.</p> + +<p>I felt that the public would naturally inquire +by what previous process of training he had acquired, +not merely his consummate skill in the +great game of war, but his experience of Asiatics +and marvellous influence over their minds.</p> + +<p>The earlier portions of this book will serve to +answer such inquiries; they will show the gradual +development of my brother's character and powers, +and that those exploits which astonished the +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_48" id="Page_48">48</a></span> +world by their skill and daring, were but the natural +results of the high idea of the soldier's profession +which he proposed to himself, honestly and +consistently worked out during ten years of training, +in perhaps the finest school that ever existed +for soldiers and administrators. They will explain +how it was that, in the midst of a struggle for the +very existence of our empire, he was able to call +into being and bring into the field around Delhi +an "invincible and all but ubiquitous" body of +cavalry.</p> + +<p>The dragon's teeth which came up armed men, +had been sown by him long before in his earlier +career in the Punjaub. There, by many a deed of +daring and activity, by many a successful stratagem +and midnight surprise, by many a desperate +contest, he had taught the Sikhs, first to dread him +as an enemy, and then to idolize him as a leader. +Already in 1849 the Governor-General had had +"frequent occasions of noticing not only his personal +gallantry, but the activity, energy, and intelligence +with which he discharged whatever duties +were intrusted to him." Even then the name +of Hodson, although unknown in England, except +to the few who watched his course with the eyes +of affection, was a sound of terror to the Sikhs, and +a bugbear to their children. In 1852 he earned +this high praise from one best qualified to judge: +"Lieutenant Hodson, marvellously attaching the +Guides to himself by the ties of mutual honor, +mutual daring, and mutual devotion, has on every +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_49" id="Page_49">49</a></span> +opportunity proved that the discipline of a public +school and subsequent University training are no +disqualification for hazardous warfare, or for the +difficult task of keeping wild tribes in check."</p> + +<p>The title given to this book will sufficiently indicate +the principle on which, particularly in the +first part, I have made selections from my brother's +letters. My object has been to show what a +soldier's life in India may be, and what in his case +it was; how wide and varied is the field which it +opens for the exercise of the highest and noblest +qualities, intellectual and moral, of our nature; +and how magnificently he realized and grasped +the conception.</p> + +<p>His letters, written in all the freedom of unreserved +intercourse, will give a truer notion of his +character than the most labored description; they +exhibit the undercurrent of deep feelings that ran +through even his most playful moods, the yearning +after home that mingled with the dreams of +ambition and the thirst for the excitement of war, +the almost womanly tenderness that coexisted +with the stern determination of the soldier. They +show that though his lot was cast in camps, he +was not a mere soldier; though a hanger-on on +the outskirts of civilization amidst wild tribes, he +had a keen appreciation of the refinement and +elegancies of civilized life; that though in India, +he remembered that he was an Englishman; that +though living amongst the heathen, he did not +forget that he was a Christian. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_50" id="Page_50">50</a></span></p> + +<p>I have not attempted to write a biography, +but have allowed my brother to speak for himself, +merely supplying such connecting links as +seemed absolutely necessary.</p> + +<p>Indeed, I could do no otherwise; for unhappily, +during the twelve years of his soldier's life,—those +years in which his character received its mature +development,—I knew him only by his letters, +or by the reports of others; when we parted on +board the ship that carried him from England, in +1845, we parted to meet no more in this world. +My recollections of him, vivid as they are, are not +of the leader of men in council and the battle-field, +but of the bright and joyous boy, the life +of the home circle, the tender and affectionate +son, the loving brother, the valued friend, the +popular companion.</p> + +<p>Of what he became afterwards my readers will +have the same means of judging as myself. He +seems to me to have been one of whom not only +his family, but his country may well be proud,—a +worthy representative of the English name and +nation amongst the tribes of India, an impersonation +of manly straightforwardness, and unhesitating +daring, and irresistible power.</p> + +<p>I cannot doubt but that the verdict of his +countrymen will confirm my judgment.</p> + +<p>Many too, I believe, will agree with me in +thinking that these pages prove that the poetry +and romance of war are not yet extinct, that even +the Enfield rifle has not reduced all men to a +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_51" id="Page_51">51</a></span> +dead level, but that there is still a place to be +found for individual prowess, for the lion heart, +and the eagle eye, and the iron will. One seems +transported back from the prosaic nineteenth century +to the ages of romance and chivalry, and to +catch a glimpse, now of a Paladin of old, now of +a knightly hero <i>sans peur et sans reproche</i>; now, +of a northern chieftain, "riding on border foray," +now of a captain of free-lances; yet all dissolving +into a Christian soldier of our own day.</p> + +<p>Most striking of all, it has appeared to me, is +the resemblance to the romantic career of that +hero of the Spanish ballads, who, by his many +deeds of heroic daring, gained for himself the distinguished +title of "El de las Hazanas,"—"He +of the exploits." Those who are acquainted with +the chronicles of the Conquest of Granada, will +almost fancy in reading these pages that they are +hearing again the story of Fernando Perez del +Pulgar; how at one time by a bold dash he rode +with a handful of followers across a country +swarming with the enemy, and managed to force +his way into a beleaguered fortress; how at another +he galloped alone up the streets of Granada, then +in possession of the enemy, to the gates of the +principal mosque, and nailed a paper to the door +with his dagger; how again he turned the tide of +battle by the mere charm of his eagle eye and +thrilling voice, inspiring the most timid with a +courage equal to his own; how he made the +enemy lay down their arms at his word of command; +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_52" id="Page_52">52</a></span> +how the Moorish mothers frightened their +children with the sound of his name; how he +was not only the harebrained adventurer, delighting +in peril and thirsting for the excitement of the +fight, but also the courteous gentleman, the accomplished +scholar; as profound and sagacious in +the council as he was reckless in the field, and +frequently selected by the wily Ferdinand to conduct +affairs requiring the greatest prudence and +judgment.<a name="FNanchor_1" id="FNanchor_1" href="#Footnote_1" class="fnanchor">[1]</a></p> + +<p>It may be, however, that affection has biassed +my judgment, and that I shall be thought to have +formed an exaggerated estimate of the grandeur +and nobleness of the subject of this memoir. +Even if this be so, I shall not take much to heart +the charge of having loved such a brother too +well, and I shall console myself with the thought +that I have endeavored to do something to perpetuate +his memory.</p> + +<p>If, however, any young soldier be induced, by +reading these pages, to take a higher view of his +profession, to think of it as one of the noblest +fields in which he can serve his God and his +country, and enter on it in a spirit of self-sacrifice, +with "duty" as his guiding principle, and a +determination never to forget that he is a Christian +soldier and an Englishman, I shall be abundantly +rewarded; my main object will be attained.</p> + +<p class="i2"> +<span class="smcap">Cookham Deane</span>, <i>December, 1858</i>.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_53" id="Page_53"></a></span></p> + +<h2 class="p6">TABLE OF CONTENTS.</h2> + +<div class="toc"> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<h3>PART I.</h3> + +<h3> +CHAPTER I.</h3> + +<p>EARLY LIFE—RUGBY—TRINITY COLLEGE, CAMBRIDGE—GUERNSEY +MILITIA<span class="page">pp. <a href="#Page_57">57</a>-<a href="#Page_61">61</a></span></p> + +<h3>CHAPTER II.</h3> + +<p>ARRIVAL IN INDIA—CAMPAIGN ON THE SUTLEJ, BATTLES +OF MOODKEE, FEROZESHAH, SOBRAON—OCCUPATION +OF LAHORE—1845-6<span class="page"><a href="#Page_62">62</a>-<a href="#Page_81">81</a></span></p> + +<h3>CHAPTER III.</h3> + +<p>FIRST BENGAL EUROPEAN FUSILEERS—CASHMERE WITH +SIKH ARMY—LAWRENCE ASYLUM—APPOINTMENT +TO GUIDE CORPS—<i>June, 1846-Oct. 1847</i><span class="page"><a href="#Page_82">82</a>-<a href="#Page_102">102</a></span></p> + +<h3>CHAPTER IV.</h3> + +<p>EMPLOYMENT IN THE PUNJAUB AS SECOND IN COMMAND +OF THE CORPS OF GUIDES, AND ALSO AS ASSISTANT +TO THE RESIDENT AT LAHORE—ROAD-MAKING AND +SURVEYING—CAMPAIGN OF 1848-9—CAPTURE OF +FORTS—BATTLE OF GUJERAT—ANNEXATION OF +PUNJAUB—<i>Oct. 1847-March, 1849</i><span class="page"><a href="#Page_103">103</a>-<a href="#Page_141">141</a></span> +</p> + +<h3>CHAPTER V.</h3> + +<p>ANNEXATION OF PUNJAUB—INCREASE OF CORPS OF<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_54" id="Page_54">54</a></span> +GUIDES AT PESHAWUR—TRANSFER TO CIVIL DEPARTMENT +AS ASSISTANT COMMISSIONER—<i>April, 1849-April, +1850</i><span class="page"><a href="#Page_142">142</a>-<a href="#Page_156">156</a></span></p> + +<h3>CHAPTER VI.</h3> + +<p>TOUR IN CASHMERE AND THIBET WITH SIR HENRY LAWRENCE—TRANSFER +TO CIS-SUTLEJ PROVINCES—<i>June, +1850-Oct. 1851</i><span class="page"><a href="#Page_157">157</a>-<a href="#Page_177">177</a></span></p> + +<h3>CHAPTER VII.</h3> + +<p>MARRIAGE—COMMAND OF THE GUIDES—PESHAWUR—EUZOFZAI—FRONTIER +WARFARE—MURDÂN—<i>Jan. +1852-Nov. 1854</i><span class="page"><a href="#Page_178">178</a>-<a href="#Page_204">204</a></span></p> + +<h3>CHAPTER VIII.</h3> + +<p>REVERSES—UNJUST TREATMENT—OFFICIAL ENMITY—LOSS +OF COMMAND—SUPPRESSION OF REPORT—RETURN +TO REGIMENTAL DUTIES—BETTER PROSPECTS—MAJOR +TAYLOR'S REPORT—TESTIMONY OF +SIR R. NAPIER—MR. MONTGOMERY—<i>Nov. 1854-May, +1857</i><span class="page"><a href="#Page_205">205</a>-<a href="#Page_226">226</a></span></p> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<h3>PART II.<br /><br /> +NARRATIVE OF THE DELHI CAMPAIGN, 1857, 1858.</h3> + +<h3>CHAPTER I.</h3> + +<p>OUTBREAK OF REBELLION—MARCH DOWN TO DELHI +FROM DUGSHAI WITH FIRST EUROPEAN BENGAL FUSILEERS—APPOINTMENT +TO INTELLIGENCE DEPARTMENT—RIDE +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_55" id="Page_55">55</a></span> +FROM KURNAL TO MEERUT TO OPEN +COMMUNICATION—ORDER TO RAISE REGIMENT—DEATH +OF GENERAL ANSON—<i>May 10th-June 8th</i><span class="page"><a href="#Page_227">227</a>-<a href="#Page_245">245</a></span></p> + +<h3>CHAPTER II.</h3> + +<p>SIEGE OF DELHI—<i>June-August</i><span class="page"><a href="#Page_246">246</a>-<a href= +"#Page_306">306</a></span></p> + +<h3>CHAPTER III.</h3> + +<p>SIEGE OF DELHI, CONTINUED—ROHTUCK EXPEDITION—ASSAULT—DELHI +TAKEN—CAPTURE OF KING—CAPTURE +AND EXECUTION OF SHAHZADAHS—<i>August +17th-Sept. 25th</i><span class="page"><a href="#Page_307">307</a>-<a href= +"#Page_359">359</a></span></p> + +<h3>CHAPTER IV.</h3> + +<p>OPERATIONS IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD OF DELHI—SHOWERS'S +COLUMN—SEATON'S COLUMN—ACTIONS AT +GUNGEREE, PUTIALEE, MYNPOOREE—RIDE TO COMMANDER-IN-CHIEF'S +CAMP—JUNCTION OF FORCES—SHUMSHABAD—<i>Oct.-Jan.</i><span class="page"><a href="#Page_360">360</a>-<a href="#Page_418">418</a></span></p> + +<h3>CHAPTER V.</h3> + +<p>ALUMBAGH, LUCKNOW—THE BEGUM'S PALACE—BANKS'S +HOUSE—THE SOLDIER'S DEATH—NOTICES—CONCLUDING +REMARKS—<i>Feb.-March 12th</i><span class="page"><a href="#Page_419">419</a>-<a href="#Page_444">444</a></span></p> +</div> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_57" id="Page_57"></a></span></p> + +<h2 class="p6">TWELVE YEARS<br /> +<span class="s05">OF A</span><br /> +SOLDIER'S LIFE IN INDIA.</h2> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<h2>PART I.</h2> + +<hr class="l5" /> + +<h2>CHAPTER I.</h2> + +<p class="ch_summ">EARLY LIFE.—RUGBY.—CAMBRIDGE.—GUERNSEY.</p> + +<p>William Stephen Raikes Hodson, third +son of Rev. George Hodson, afterwards Archdeacon +of Stafford and Canon of Lichfield, was +born at Maisemore Court, near Gloucester, on +19th March, 1821.</p> + +<p>As a boy, his affectionate disposition and bright +and joyous character endeared him greatly to his +family, and made him a general favorite with all +around him, old and young, rich and poor. That +which characterized him most was his quickness +of observation and his interest in everything going +on about him. By living with his eyes and ears +open, and never suffering anything to escape his +notice, he acquired a stock of practical knowledge +which he turned to good account in his after-life. +With the exception of a short time spent with a +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_58" id="Page_58">58</a></span> +private tutor, the Rev. E. Harland, he was educated +at home till he went to Rugby, in his fifteenth +year. Home life, however, had not prevented +him from growing up an active, high-spirited +boy, full of life and energy.</p> + +<p>His feats of activity at Rugby still live in the +remembrance of his contemporaries and the traditions +of the school. The following is an extract +from a paper in the <i>Book of Rugby School</i>, published +in 1856:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +Who does not remember the fair-haired, light-complexioned +active man whose running feats, whether in the +open fields or on the gravel walks of the Close, created +such marvel among his contemporaries. He has carried +his hare and hounds into his country's service, and as +commandant of the gallant corps of Guides, has displayed +an activity and courage on the wild frontier of the Punjaub, +the natural development of his early prowess at +Crick and Brownsover.</p> +</div> + +<p>A very similar notice appeared in a periodical +during the recent campaign:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +The Rugbœans have had their Crick run. Six miles +over heavy country, there and back, to the school gates +by the road, is no mean distance to be done in one hour +twenty-nine minutes.</p> + +<p>There was a day when the gallant leader of <i>Hodson's +Horse</i> always led in this run. We think we see "larky +Pritchard," as he was familiarly designated, in his blue +cloth jacket, white trousers, his well-known belt, and his +"golden hair," going in front with his nice easy stride, (for +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_59" id="Page_59">59</a></span> +he never had any very great pace, though he could last +forever,) and getting back coolly and comfortably to +"Bons" when the rear hounds were toiling a mile behind. +There never was such a boy to run over, after second +lesson, to Dunchurch to see the North Warwickshire, or +to give himself a "pipe-opener" to Lutterworth and back +between callings over, till the doctor vowed he would +injure his heart. How true it is that men who have +distinguished themselves most in school sports come out +the best at last.</p> +</div> + +<p>It was not, however, only in active sports that +he showed ability. As head of a house, during +the later portion of his Rugby life, he gave equal +indications of "administrative capacity."</p> + +<p>His tutor, (the present Bishop of Calcutta,) +speaking of his having been transferred to his +house, in which there were then no præpostors, +"because, from his energetic character and natural +ability, he seemed to Dr. Arnold likely to +give me efficient help," continues: "He gave +abundant proof that Arnold's choice had been a +wise one. Though he immediately reëstablished +the shattered prestige of præpositorial power, he +contrived to make himself very popular with +various classes of boys. The younger ones +found in him an efficient protector against bullying. +Those of a more literary turn found in +him an agreeable and intelligent companion, and +were fond of being admitted to sit in his study +and talk on matters of intellectual interest. The +democrats had got their master, and submitted +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_60" id="Page_60">60</a></span> +with a good grace to power which they could not +resist, and which was judiciously and moderately +exercised. The <i>régime</i> was wise, firm, and kind, +and the house was happy and prosperous.</p> + +<p>"From all that I knew of him, both at Rugby +and afterwards, I was not surprised at the courage +and coolness which the <i>Times</i> compared +'to the spirit of a Paladin of old.' I cannot say +how much I regret that I shall not be welcomed +in India by the first head of my dear old house +at Rugby."</p> + +<p>From Rugby my brother went, in October, +1840, to Trinity College, Cambridge. Here, as +might have been expected from his previous +habits, he took an active interest in boating and +other athletic amusements, while at the same +time he by no means neglected the more serious +and intellectual pursuits of the University. He +had a very considerable acquaintance with, and +taste for, both classical and general literature, +but a constitutional tendency to headache very +much stood in the way of any close application +to books; and, after he had taken his degree in +1844, was one strong reason for his deciding on +an active rather than a studious life. +The Indian +army seemed to offer the best opening, but while +waiting for a cadetship, in order to prevent superannuation +he obtained, through the kind introduction +of Lord de Saumarez, a commission in +the Guernsey Militia from Major-General W. +Napier, the Lieutenant-Governor, and there commenced +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_61" id="Page_61">61</a></span> +his military life. From the first he felt +that the profession of a soldier was one that +required to be studied, and took every opportunity +of mastering its principles.</p> + +<p>On his leaving Guernsey to enter the Hon. +East India Company's service, Major-General +W. Napier bore this testimony to his character: +"I think he will be an acquisition to any service. +His education, his ability, his zeal to make himself +acquainted with military matters, gave me +the greatest satisfaction during his service with +the militia."</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_62" id="Page_62"></a></span></p> + +<h2 class="p6">CHAPTER II.</h2> + +<p class="ch_summ">ARRIVAL IN INDIA.—CAMPAIGN ON THE SUTLEJ, +1845-46.</p> + +<p>My brother landed at Calcutta on the 13th of +September, 1845, and, with as little delay as possible, +proceeded up the country to Agra, where he +found a hearty welcome beneath the hospitable +roof of the Hon. James Thomason, Lieutenant-Governor +of the Northwest Provinces, an old +family friend and connection, who, from that time +to his death, treated him with as much affection, +and took as deep an interest in his career, as if +he had been his own son.</p> + +<p>He was appointed to do duty with the 2d +Grenadiers, then forming a part of the Governor-General's +escort, and, accordingly, left Agra on +November 2d. In the following letter he describes +his first impressions of camp life in an +Indian army.</p> + +<p>After mentioning a delay caused by an attack +of fever and dysentery, on his way to the camp, +he proceeds:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +I was able, however, to join the Grenadiers at four +o'clock on the morning of the 7th, and share their dusty +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_63" id="Page_63">63</a></span> +march of ten miles to the village near which the Governor-General's +camp was pitched. Since that day we have +been denizens of a canvas city of a really astonishing extent, +seeing that it is the creation of a few hours, and +shifts with its enormous population, some ten or fifteen +miles a day. I wonder more every day at the ease and +magnitude of the arrangements, and the varied and interesting +pictures continually before our eyes. Soon after +four <span class="smcap">A. M.</span>, a bugle sounds the <i>reveille</i>, and the whole mass +is astir at once. The smoke of the evening fires has by +this time blown away, and everything stands out clear +and defined in the bright moonlight. The Sepoys, too, +bring the straw from their tents, and make fires to warm +their black faces on all sides, and the groups of swarthy +redcoats stooping over the blaze, with a white background +of canvas, and the dark clear sky behind all, produce a +most picturesque effect as one turns out into the cold. +Then the multitudes of camels, horses, and elephants, in +all imaginable groups and positions,—the groans and +cries of the former as they stoop and kneel for their burdens, +the neighing of hundreds of horses mingling with +the shouts of the innumerable servants and their masters' +calls, the bleating of sheep and goats, and louder than all, +the shrill screams of the Hindoo women, almost bewilder +one's senses as one treads one's way through the canvas +streets and squares to the place where the regiment assembles +outside the camp.</p> + +<p>A second bugle sounds "the assembly." There is a +blaze of torches from the Governor's tents; his palanquin +carriage, drawn by four mules, and escorted by jingling +troopers, trots to the front. The artillery thunder +forth the morning gun, as a signal that the great man is +gone,—the guns rattle by,—the cavalry push on after +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_64" id="Page_64">64</a></span> +them,—and then at length our band strikes up. "Forward" +is the word, and the red (and black) column moves +along, by this time as completely obscured by the dense +clouds of dust as though they were in London during a +November fog. We are not expected to remain with our +men, but mount at once, and ride in a cluster before the +band, or ride on a quarter of a mile or so, in twos and +threes, complaining of the laziness of the great man's +people, and of the dust and cold, as if we were the most +ill-used of her Majesty's subjects. As soon as we're off +the ground, and the road pretty clear, I dismount, and +walk the first eight miles or so, this being the time to +recover one's powers of locomotion. The cold is really +very great, especially in the hour before sunrise,—generally +about one and a half or two hours after we start. It +soon gets warm enough to make one glad to ride again, +and by the time the march is over, and the white city is +in sight, the heat is very great, though now diminishing +daily. It is a sudden change of temperature, truly,—from +near freezing at starting, to 90° or 100° at arriving; +and it is this, I think, which makes us feel the heat so +much in this climate. In the daytime we get on very +well; the heat seldom exceeding 86°, and often not more +than 84° and 82° in tents. It sounds hot, but a house or +tent at 84° is tolerably endurable, especially if there is a +breeze. My tent is twelve feet square inside, and contains +a low pallet bed, a table, chair, two camel trunks, +and brass basin for washing. I will get a sketch of the +camp to send you.</p> + +<p><i>Nov. 18th.</i>—This nomad life is agreeable in many +respects, and very healthy, and one sees a great deal +of the country, but it destroys time rather, as the +march is not over, generally, till half-past nine or ten, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_65" id="Page_65">65</a></span> +and then breakfast, a most eagerly desired composition, +and dressing afterwards, do not leave much of the day +before the cool evening comes for exercise, or sight-seeing +and dining, and by nine most of us are in bed, +or near it.</p> + +<p><i>Dec. 2.</i>—Umbâla.—We had a short march of six miles +into Umbâla this morning, and I got leave from our colonel +to ride on and see the troops assemble to greet the Governor-General. +I never saw so splendid a sight: 12,000 +of the finest troops were drawn up in one line, and as I +rode slowly along the whole front, I had an excellent opportunity +of examining the varied materials of an Indian +army. First were the English Horse Artillery; then the +dashing dragoons of the 3d Queen's, most splendidly +mounted and appointed; then came the stern, determined-looking +British footmen, side by side with their tall and +swarthy brethren from the Ganges and Jumna,—the +Hindoo, the Mussulman, and the white man, all obeying +the same word, and acknowledging the same common tie; +next to these a large brigade of guns, with a mixture of +all colors and creeds; then more regiments of foot, the +whole closed up by the regiments of native cavalry: +the quiet-looking and English-dressed Hindoo troopers +strangely contrasted with the wild Irregulars in all the fanciful +<i>un</i>uniformity of their native costume; yet these last +are the men <i>I</i> fancy for service. Altogether, it was a +most interesting sight, either to the historian or soldier, +especially as one remembered that these were no men of +parade, but assembled here to be poured across the Sutlej +at a word.</p> +</div> + +<p>The "pomp and circumstance" of war were +soon to be exchanged for its stern realities, as will +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_66" id="Page_66">66</a></span> +be seen in the following letter to his father, dated +Christmas Day, 1845:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"><span class="smcap">Camp, Sultanpoor.</span></p> + +<p>I take the first day of rest we have had, to write a few +hurried lines to relieve you from any anxiety you may +have felt at not hearing from me by the last mails, or +from newspaper accounts, which will, I fear, reach you +before this letter can. I am most thankful to be able to +sit down once more to write to you all but unharmed. +Since I wrote, I have been in four general engagements +of the most formidable kind ever known in India. For +the first time we had to contend with a brave and unconquered +people, disciplined, and led on like our own troops +by European skill; and the result, though successful to +our arms, has been fearful indeed as to carnage. You will +see accounts in the papers giving details more accurate +than I can possibly furnish, both of our wonderfully rapid +and fatiguing marches, and of the obstinate and bloody +resistance we met with. On the 10th of this month, on +our usual quiet march to Sirhind with the Governor-General's +camp, we were surprised by being joined by an additional +regiment, and by an order for all non-soldiers to +return to Umbâla. From that day we have had the +fatigues and exertions of actual warfare in their broadest +forms,—marching day and night unprecedented distances, +scarcity of sleep and food, and all the varieties of cold +and heat. I enjoyed all, and entered into it with great +zest, till we came to actual blows, or rather, I am (<i>now</i>) +half ashamed to say, till the blows were over, and I saw +the horrible scenes which ensue on war. I have had +quite enough of such sights now, and hope it may not be +my lot to be exposed to them again. Our loss has been +most severe, especially in officers. Our Sepoys could not +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_67" id="Page_67">67</a></span> +be got to face the tremendous fire of the Sikh artillery, +and, as usual, the more they quailed, the more the English +officers exposed themselves in vain efforts to bring +them on. The greatest destruction was, however, among +the Governor-General's staff,—only two (his own son +and Colonel Benson) escaped death or severe wounds. +They seemed marked for destruction, and certainly met it +most gallantly. On the 15th we joined the Commander-in-Chief, +with his troops from Umbâla, were put off escort +duty, and joined General Gilbert's division. On the 17th +we had a march of thirty miles, (in the daytime, too,) +with scanty food; on the 18th, after a fasting march of +twenty-five miles, we were summoned, at half-past four in +the afternoon, to battle, which lasted till long after dark. +Almost the first shot which greeted our regiment killed +the man standing by my side, and instantly afterwards I +was staggered by a ball from a frightened Sepoy behind +me grazing my cheek and blackening my face with the +powder,—so close was it to my head! We were within +twenty, and at times ten, yards of three guns blazing +grape into us, and worse than all, the bushes with which +the whole ground was covered were filled with marksmen +who, unseen by us, could pick us off at pleasure. No +efforts could bring the Sepoys forward, or half the loss +might have been spared, had they rushed on with the +bayonet. We had three officers wounded out of our +small party, and lost many of the men. We were bivouacked +on the cold ground that night, and remained under +arms the whole of the following day. Just as we +were going into action, I stumbled upon poor Carey, +whom you may remember to have heard of at Price's, at +Rugby. On going over the field on the 30th, I found the +body actually cut to pieces by the keen swords of the +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_68" id="Page_68">68</a></span> +Sikhs, and but for his clothes could not have recognized +him. I had him carried into camp for burial, poor fellow, +extremely shocked at the sudden termination of our renewed +acquaintance. On Sunday, the 21st, we marched +before daybreak in force to attack the enemy, who had +intrenched themselves behind their formidable artillery. +The action began in the afternoon, lasted the whole night, +and was renewed with daybreak. They returned again +to the charge as often as we gained any advantage, and +it was evening before they were finally disposed of by +a charge of our dragoons, <i>and our ammunition was exhausted!</i>—so +near are we in our most triumphant successes +to a destruction as complete! The results are, I +suppose, in a political point of view, immense indeed. +We took from them nearly one hundred large guns, and +routed their vast army, prepared, had they succeeded in +beating us, to overrun Hindostan; and it must be owned +they had nearly succeeded! It will scarcely be believed, +but they had actually purchased and prepared supplies as +far into the interior of our country as Delhi, and unknown +to our authorities; and the whole of Northern India was, +as usual, ready to rise upon us at an hour's notice. On +the evening of the 21st, as we rushed towards the guns, +in the most dense dust and smoke, and under an unprecedented +fire of grape, our Sepoys again gave way and +broke. It was a fearful crisis, but the bravery of the +English regiments saved us. The Colonel (Hamilton), +the greater part of my brother officers, and myself, were +left with the colors and about thirty men immediately in +front of the batteries! Our escape was most providential, +and is, I trust, thankfully acknowledged by us. A +ball (from a shell, I fancy) struck my leg below the +knee, but happily spared the bone, and only inflicted a +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_69" id="Page_69">69</a></span> +flesh wound. I was also knocked down <i>twice</i>,—once by +a shell bursting so close to me as to kill the men behind +me, and once by the explosion of a magazine or mine. +I am most thankful indeed for my escape from death or +maiming. The wound in my leg is nothing, as you may +judge when I tell you that I was on foot or horseback +the whole of the two following days. Last night we +moved on here about five miles from the scene of action, +and got some food, and into our beds, after four days and +nights on the ground, alternately tried with heat and cold +(now most severe at night), and nothing but an occasional +mouthful of black native bread. I think, during the four +days, all I had to eat would not compose half a home +breakfast-loaf, and for a day and night we had not even +water; when we did get water, after driving the enemy +from their camp, it was found to have been spoiled with +gunpowder! It was like eating Leamington water, but +our thirst was too great to stick at trifles.</p> + +<p><i>Dec. 26th.</i>—We are resting here comfortably again in +our tents, and had a turkey for our Christmas dinner last +night. The rest is most grateful. We had only nine +hours in bed out of five nights, and then the next four +were on the ground. So you see I have come in for the +realities of a soldier's life pretty early in my career; and +since I am spared, it is doubtless a great thing for me in +every way. There never has been anything like it in +India, and it is not often that an action <i>anywhere</i> has +lasted thirty-six hours as ours did. It is called a succession +of three engagements, but the firing never ceased for +a quarter of an hour. Infantry attacking guns was the +order of the day, and the loss occasioned by such a desperate +resort was fearful. How different your Christmas +week will have been from mine! This time last year I +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_70" id="Page_70">70</a></span> +was quietly staying at Bisham, and now sleeping on the +banks of the Sutlej, with a sea of tents around me for +miles and miles! The last few days seem a year, and I +can scarcely believe that I have only been four months in +India, and only two with my regiment.</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<p class="center"><i>To the</i> Hon. James Thomason, <i>Lieutenant-Governor of +Northwest Provinces</i>.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left45"> +<span class="smcap">Camp, Bootawallah</span>, <i>January 22d, 1846</i>.</p> + +<p>There is very much in the state of things in this army +both discouraging and deeply disappointing to one who +like myself comes into the service with a strong predilection +for the profession, and a wish to enter into its duties +thoroughly and <i>earnestly</i>. I do not like to enter into particulars, +for I hold it very unmilitary, especially in so +young a soldier, to attempt to criticize the acts and motives +of one's superior, but I may <i>in private</i> again express +my extreme disappointment at the state in which +the Sepoys are at present, and as far as I can judge from +what is said in conversation, there are but few officers in +the army who do not deplore it. In discipline and subordination +they seem to be lamentably deficient, especially +towards the native commissioned and non-commissioned +officers. On the march, I have found these last give me +more trouble than the men even. My brother officers +say that I see an unfavorable specimen in the 2d, as regards +discipline, owing to their frequent service of late, +and the number of recruits; but I fear the evil is very +wide-spread. It may no doubt be traced mainly to the +want of European officers. This, however, is an evil not +likely to be removed on any large scale. Meantime, unless +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_71" id="Page_71">71</a></span> +some vigorous and radical improvements take place, +I think our position will be very uncertain and even +alarming in the event of extended hostilities. You must +really forgive my speaking so plainly, and writing my +own opinions so freely. You encouraged me to do so +when I was at Agra, if you remember, and I value the +privilege too highly as connected with the greater one of +receiving advice and counsel from you, not to exercise it, +even at the risk of your thinking me presumptuous and +hasty in my opinions. I imagine (in my own defence be +it said) that three months of marching and of service give +you more insight into the <i>real</i> efficiency or evils of an +army, than a much longer time spent in cantonments. It +is, of course, a deeply interesting subject to me, and one +of deep and anxious reflection. I think the period of +"doing duty," which I shall have passed ere joining my +future regiment, of the greatest consequence and benefit, +as enabling me to form a judgment, to the best of my +abilities, of the course to be steered in the difficult voyage. +It seems to me that the great problem to be solved +is how "<i>to do your own business</i>," at the same time that +"<i>you study to be quiet</i>" <i>i.e.</i>, how unostentatiously to do +your appointed duty thoroughly, without being deterred +by the fear of being <i>thought</i> over-zealous or ostentatious. +</p> +</div> + +<p>At a later period, when it was proposed to erect +a monument in Lichfield Cathedral to the 80th +Queen's, he wrote with reference to their conduct +in this action:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +It is, you know, a Staffordshire regiment, having been +raised originally by the Marquis of Anglesey, and has +still a great number of Staffordshire men in its ranks. It +is a splendid corps, well-behaved in cantonments, and first-rate +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_72" id="Page_72">72</a></span> +in action. I lay between them and my present regiment +(1st E. B. Fusileers) on the night of the 21st of +December, at Ferozeshah, when Lord Hardinge called +out "80th! that gun must be silenced." They jumped +up, formed into line, and advanced through the black +darkness silently and firmly; gradually we lost the sound +of their tread, and anxiously listened for the slightest intimation +of their progress,—all was still for five minutes, +while they gradually gained the front of the battery whose +fire had caused us so much loss. Suddenly we heard a +dropping fire,—a blaze of the Sikh cannon followed, +then a thrilling cheer from the 80th, accompanied by a +rattling and murderous volley as they sprang upon the +battery and spiked the monster gun. In a few more +minutes they moved back quietly, and lay down as before +in the cold sand: but they had left forty-five of their +number and two captains to mark the scene of their +exploit by their graves.</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left45"> +<span class="smcap">Camp, Army of the Sutlej</span>, <i>Feb. 12th, 1846</i>.</p> + +<p>The fortune of war has again interfered between me +and my good intentions of answering all my correspondence +by this mail. We have been knocked about for +some days so incessantly that there has been no chance +of writing anything; and even this scrawl, I fear, will +hardly reach you. You will hear publicly of our great +victory of the 10th,<a name="FNanchor_2" id="FNanchor_2" href="#Footnote_2" class="fnanchor">[2]</a> and of the total and final rout of the +Sikh force. But first, I must tell you that the 2d Grenadiers +were sent back about a week ago to the villages +and posts in our rear, to keep open the communication. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_73" id="Page_73">73</a></span> +Not liking the notion of returning to the rear while an +enemy was in front, I applied immediately to do duty +with another regiment; my petition was granted; and I +joined the 16th Grenadiers on the evening of the 9th +inst. About three in the morning we advanced towards +the Sikh intrenchments along the river's bank. Our +guns and ammunition had all come up a day or two before, +and during the night were placed in position to shell +their camp. At daybreak, seventeen heavy mortars and +howitzers, rockets, and heavy guns commenced a magnificent +fire on their position; at half-past eight the infantry +advanced,—Sir R. Dick's division on the right, +and ours (Gilbert's) in front,—covered by our fire from +the batteries. On we went as usual in the teeth of a +dreadful fire of guns and musketry, and after a desperate +struggle we got within their <i>triple</i> and <i>quadruple</i> intrenchments; +and then their day of reckoning came indeed. +Driven from trench to trench, and surrounded on all +sides, they retired, fighting most bravely, to the river, +into which they were driven pell-mell, a tremendous fire +of musketry pouring on them from our bank, and the +Horse Artillery finishing their destruction with grape. +The river is literally choked with corpses, and their camp +full of dead and dying. An intercepted letter of theirs +shows that they have lost 20,000 in killed, wounded, and +missing; all their guns remaining in our hands. I had +the pleasure myself of spiking two guns which were +turned on us. Once more I have escaped, I am thankful +to say, unhurt, except that a bullet took a fancy to my +little finger and cut the skin off the top of it,—a mere pin +scratch, though it spoiled a buckskin glove. I am perfectly +well; we cross in a day or two, but I fancy have +done with fighting.</p> +</div> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_74" id="Page_74">74</a></span></p> + +<hr class="l15" /> +<p class="center"><i>To his Sister.</i></p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p><span class="smcap left65">Lahore</span>, <i>Feb. 27th, 1846</i>.</p> +</div> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +In honor of your birthday, I suppose, we crossed the +Sutlej on the 17th, and are now encamped close to old +Runjeet Singh's capital, without a shot having been fired +on this side the river! The war is over: sixty days +have seen the overthrow of the Sikh army, which, when +that period commenced, marched from the spot on which +the victors are now encamped, with no fewer than 100,000 +fighting men, <i>now</i></p> + +<div class="poem"> +<p>A broken and a routed host,</p> +<p>Their standards gone, their leaders lost.</p> +</div> + +<p>So ends the tale of the mightiest army, and the best organized, +which India has seen.</p> + +<p>I hope you will have got a scrap I wrote after the fight +at Sobraon in hopes it would reach you before the newspapers, +as I have no doubt you were all anxious enough +on my account, and indeed you well might be, for I can +hardly imagine (humanly speaking) how it was possible +to go through that storm of bullets and shot unhurt. I +have indeed much to be thankful for, and I hope I shall +not forget the lesson. A campaign is a wonderful dispeller +of false notions and young imaginations, and seems +too stern a hint to be soon forgotten.</p> +</div> + +<p>About this time Mr. Thomason says, in a letter +to my father:—</p> + +<p>"I hear of William constantly from friends in +camp, and am glad to find that he is a great favorite +in his regiment. I had some little fear that +his great superiority in age and attainments to +those of his own standing in the army might +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_75" id="Page_75">75</a></span> +make him the object of envy and disparagement. +I felt that he had no easy task before him, and +that it would be difficult to conduct himself with +discretion and becoming humility in such a position. +He was quite aware of the difficulty when +we talked the matter over at Agra, and I am +much pleased to see the success which has attended +his prudent exertions."</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Lahore</span>, <i>March 4th, 1846</i>.</p> + +<p>The army breaks up now very soon, but I shall be +posted before that. I am trying to get into the 1st European +regiment, now stationed at Umbâla, who have just +been styled Fusileers for their distinguished service. It +is the finest regiment in India, with white faces, too, and +a very nice set of officers. I have been brigaded with +them all along.</p> + +<p>It seems an age since the campaign opened. One <i>day</i> +of fighting such as we have had fastens itself on the +memory more than a year of peaceful life. We must +really have a natural taste for fighting highly developed, +for I catch myself wishing and "asking for more," and +grumbling at the speedy settlement of things, and the +prospect of cantonments instead of field service. Is it not +marvellous, as if one had not had a surfeit of killing? +But the truth is, <i>that</i> is not the motive, but a sort of undefined +ambition.... I remember bursting into tears in +sheer rage in the midst of the fight at Sobraon at seeing +our soldiers lying killed and wounded. Don't let any of my +friends forget me yet. I have found a new one, I think, +in Major Lawrence,<a name="FNanchor_3" id="FNanchor_3" href="#Footnote_3" class="fnanchor">[3]</a> the new President at this Court, +thanks to the unwearying kindness of Mr. Thomason.</p> +</div> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_76" id="Page_76">76</a></span> +In a letter of the same date to Hon. J. Thomason, +the following sentence occurs:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +I must thank you very much for making me known +to Major Lawrence, from whom I have received every +sort of attention and kindness. I have been very much +struck with his superiority, and freedom from diplomatic +solemnity and mystery, which is rather affected by the +politicals and officials.</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left45"> +<span class="smcap">Camp, Nuggur Ghat, on the Sutlej</span>,<br /> +<i>March 27th, 1846</i>.</p> + +<p>The last returning regiment of the army of the Sutlej +crossed that river yesterday morning, and by to-morrow +every man will have left its banks, on their way to their +stations. It was a most interesting and picturesque sight +to see the army filing across the splendid bridge of boats +constructed by our engineers at this place. So many of +the native corps have been required for the new province +and for the Lahore garrison, that we had hardly any but +Europeans homeward-bound, which gave an additional +and home interest to the passage of the river. Dusty, +travel-stained, and tired, but with that cool, firm air of +determination which is the most marked characteristic of +English soldiers, regiment after regiment passed on, cavalry, +artillery, and infantry in succession, their bands +playing quicksteps and national tunes, as each stepped +upon the bridge. To <i>you</i> the sight would have been +only interesting; but to those of us who had seen the +same corps three months ago, their reduced numbers and +fearfully thinned ranks told a sadder tale. Regiments +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_77" id="Page_77">77</a></span> +cut down to a third, individual companies to a fourth or +fifth of their former strength, gave a silent but eloquent +reply to the boastful strains of martial music, and to the +stirring influence of the pageant. As each regiment +moved up on this side the river, our fine old chief addressed +a few words of congratulation and praise to each; +they pushed on to their tents, and a genuine English +cheer, caught up and repeated from corps to corps, and a +thundering salute from the artillery, proclaimed the final +dispersion, and bid an appropriate farewell to the army +of the Sutlej.</p> + +<p>Thus ends my first campaign! To-morrow I march +with the 26th Native Infantry to Umbâla, where I hope +to be transferred to the 1st Europeans. I was posted to +the 26th a few days ago, but have not joined yet, as I +applied at once for an exchange. Marching and living +in tents is becoming unpleasantly hot now, and in another +fortnight will be very bad. Yesterday we had a regular +storm of wind and dust, filling everything with sand, and +darkening the air most effectually; one's mouth, eyes, +ears, and pockets get filled with dust; you sit down to +breakfast, and your plate is ready loaded with sand, your +coffee is excellently thickened, and your milk would pass +for clotted cream,—but for the color. Then you get a +sheet of paper, and vainly imagine you're writing, but +the sand conceals the last word you write ere the ink can +dry, and your pens split of themselves with the dryness +of the air. In truth, it is next to impossible to do anything +while the storm lasts, for one's eyes smart and cry +with the plenitude of grit; and if you talk, you are set +coughing with eating small stones! Yet all this is far +better than the damp-exhaling heat of Bengal. Here the +ground and air are as dry by night as by day, and no +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_78" id="Page_78">78</a></span> +exhalation poisons the freshness of any wind that may be +stirring.</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Umbâla</span>, <i>April 13th, 1846</i>.</p> + +<p>Here I am once more. I am writing in a comfortable +house, and actually slept in one last night,—the first time +I have eaten or slept under a roof since the 3d of November; +and on the 10th I saw a lady again!</p> + +<p>I find General Napier has written to his brother about +me. Scindh has been given over to the Bombay army, +so that Sir Charles can't do anything for me, but still the +kindness is all the same. Unfortunately, the note reached +me three days after Sir Charles left the army to return +to Scindh, or I might have had the pleasure of seeing +him and speaking to him.</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left35"> +<span class="smcap">Camp, Moradabad, Rohilcund</span>, <i>April 29th, 1846</i>.</p> + +<p>It is time indeed to be getting under cover, for we +have been in the thick of the "hot winds." This sounds +a very mild word, but you should only just try it! Do +you remember ever holding your face over a stove +when it was full of fire? and the rush of hot air which +choked you? Well, something of that sort, of vast +volume and momentum, blowing what they call at sea +"half a gale of wind," comes quietly up, at first behind +a wall of dust, and then with a roar bursts upon you, +scorching you, and shrivelling you up as if you were "a +rose that was plucked." It feels as if an invisible, colorless +flame was playing over your face and limbs, scorching +without burning you, and making your skin and hair +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_79" id="Page_79">79</a></span> +crackle and stiffen until you are covered with "crackling" +like a hot roast pig. This goes on day after day +from about eight or nine o'clock in the morning till sunset; +and, accompanied with the full power of the blazing +sun of India, produces an amount of heat and dryness +almost inconceivable. The only resource is to get behind +a tatta (or wet grass mat) hung up at one of the +doors of the tent, and to lie on the ground with as little +motion as possible, and endeavor to sleep or read it out. +<i>Nunc veterum libris, nunc somno et inertibus horis</i>,—I +cannot go on, for the "sweet forgetfulness" of the past is +too much to expect! To-day we have a new nuisance in +the shape of a plague of wood-lice; our camp is pitched in +an old grove of mango-trees, and is literally swarming +with huge pale lice, in numbers numberless. You cannot +make a step without slaying them, and they have already +(noon) covered the whole sides of the tents, chairs, beds, +tables, and everything. But one is really getting used to +everything, and I hardly expect to be <i>proud</i> again. Our +rest has been terribly destroyed by this last month's +marching, the usual hour for the <i>reveille</i> being two <span class="smcap">a. m.</span>, +and this morning a quarter to one!! and no power of +quizzing can move our worthy major to let us take it +easily, though I don't scruple to tell him that he has sold +his shadow or his soul to the evil powers, and forfeited +the power of sleep, he is such a restless animal! We +breakfast at seven, or even a quarter past six, constantly, +and dine at seven <span class="smcap">p. m.</span>; so one has a fair opportunity of +practising abstinence, as I rigidly abstain from eating in +the mean time, or drinking. After all, it is very healthy +weather, and I imagine there is less harm done to the +health in the hot winds than even in the cold weather. I +have never been so well in India. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_80" id="Page_80">80</a></span></p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left55"> +<span class="smcap">Nynee Tal</span>, <i>May 14th, 1846</i>.</p> + +<p>I am writing from the last new Hill Station, discovered +about three years ago by an adventurous traveller, +and now containing forty houses and a bazaar. It is a +"tal," or lake, of about a mile in length, lying in a basin +of the mountains, about 6,200 feet above the sea; the +hills rising about 1,800 feet on all sides of it, and beautifully +wooded from their very summits down to the water's +brink. How I got here remains to be told. You will +remember that I had applied, some time ago, to be transferred +to the 1st Bengal European Fusileers. Well, after +keeping me in suspense some seven weeks, and sending +me the whole way from Lahore to Bareilly in April and +May, I received notice that my application was granted, +and a civil request to go back again. I had had +enough of marching in the plains, and travelling dâk +would have been madness for me, so I determined on +going up into the hills, and making my way across the +mountain ranges to Subathoo, where my regiment is +stationed. A good-natured civilian at Bareilly offered +to take me with him to this place, from whence I could +make a good start. We started on the morning of the +11th, and drove to Rampoor, stayed there till midnight, +and then set off for the hills. By daylight we got to the +edge of the "Terai," the far-famed hotbed of fever and +tigers, swamps and timber, along the whole ridge of the +Himalayas, stretching along the plains at their feet in a +belt of about twenty miles from the Indus to the Burhampooter. +Here we found horses awaiting us, and, +mounting at once, started for a ride of twenty-seven +miles before breakfast. The first part of the "Terai" is +merely a genuine Irish bog, and the oily, watery ditches +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_81" id="Page_81">81</a></span> +and starved-looking cows shout out "Fever," on all sides +of you. The last ten miles, to the foot of the hills, is +through a dense mass of ragged trees in all stages of +growth and decay, "horrida, inculta, hirsuta,"—moist, +unpleasant, and ugly. At length we reached the first +low woody ranges of the hills, and following the dry bed +of a mountain stream, by noon we doubled the last ridge, +and descended upon our lake. None of these hills are +to be compared in beauty with Scotland and Wales, +though very fine, and inexpressibly refreshing, almost +<i>affecting</i>, after the dead flat we have lived in so long. +As soon as my servants arrive, I start hence by myself, +through an unfrequented sea of vast mountains, by way +of Landour, for Mussoorie, to Simla and Subathoo. It +is about 340 miles, and will take me thirty-two or thirty-four +days to accomplish. I mean to take no pony, but +trust that my old powers of walking and endurance will +revive in the mountain air.</p> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_82" id="Page_82"></a></span></p> +</div> + +<h2 class="p6">CHAPTER III.</h2> + +<p class="ch_summ">FIRST BENGAL EUROPEAN FUSILEERS.—LAWRENCE +ASYLUM.—APPOINTMENT TO GUIDE CORPS.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Subathoo</span>, <i>June 16th, 1846</i>.</p> + +<p>When I wrote to you last from Sireenuggur, I hoped +to have been able to reach this place by way of the hills +and Simla; but, before I got to Mussoorie, the early +setting in of the rains made it so difficult and unpleasant +(and likely to be dangerous) to get on, that, after spending +two days there, I rode down to Deyra Dhoon, and +came dâk through Saharunpoor and Umbâla to Kalka, +at the foot of these hills, where I found my beast awaiting +my arrival, and mounted the seventeen miles of hill +at once. Here I am, at last, with my own regiment, and +with the prospect of being quiet for four months. I am +eighth Second Lieutenant; a distinguished position (is it +not?) at the age of five-and-twenty. The campaign, I +am sorry to say, did me no good in the way of promotion, +owing to my not having been "posted" permanently +before it commenced. +</p> +</div> +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Subathoo</span>, <i>July 3d, 1846</i>.</p> + +<p>I hope you will congratulate me on getting into my +present splendid corps, the 1st Fusileers, now, alas, a +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_83" id="Page_83">83</a></span> +mere shadow of what it was six months ago. We could +only muster 256 men under arms when we were inspected +by Sir R. Gilbert on the 1st; but, then, there +was a most picturesque body of convalescents present +with their empty sleeves, pale faces, and crutches, but +looking proudly conscious of their good conduct, and +ready "to do it again." We are under much stricter +discipline in this corps, both officers and men, and obliged +to be orderly and submissive. No bad thing for us either. +I hold there is more real liberty in being under a decent +restraint than in absolute freedom from any check. I +have been much more reconciled to India since I joined +this regiment. It is pleasant to have white faces about +one, and hear one's own tongue spoken; and then, besides, +there is a home-loving feeling in this corps which I have +never met with in India. I believe we would each and +all migrate to England, if we had our own way.</p> +</div> +<hr class="l15" /> + +<p class="center"><i>To his Father.</i></p> +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Simla</span>, <i>Sept. 2d, 1846</i>.</p> + +<p> +I came here on the 31st for a week, to stay with Major +Lawrence (now a Colonel and C. B.), who dined and slept +with me at Subathoo last week, and pressed me to come +here. I am nothing loth, as I like him amazingly, and +value his friendship very much, and pick up a great deal +of information as to India, and Indians black and white. +He has kindly offered to take me with him for a tour +through Jullunder Doâb, and up to Jummoo, Rajah +Gholab Singh's camp and court. He says he can give +or get me leave to accompany him. My colonel says he +won't give any one leave after the 14th of this month. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_84" id="Page_84">84</a></span> +Which is right remains to be seen, but I think you may +calculate that the "Agent to the Governor-General" +will prevail, and I shall see Jummoo.</p> + +<p>I am now writing in his room with the incessant entrances +and exits of natives,—rajahs, princes, vakeels, +&c. &c., and officers civil and military; and the buzz of +business and confusion of tongues, black and white, +learned and unlearned, on all subjects, political, religious +(at this minute they are disputing what "the Church" +means), and military, so that I am tolerably puzzled. I +have been taking a tremendously long walk this morning +about the hills and valleys, with Mr. and Mrs. Currie, +and enjoying the beauties of Simla.</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Simla</span>, <i>Sept. 14th, 1846</i>.</p> + +<p>My original week at Simla has grown into a month, +thanks to Colonel Lawrence's pressing, and Colonel Orchard's +(<i>my</i> colonel's) kindness. I should hardly like +staying so long with Colonel Lawrence, (especially as I +live day and night in the same room with him and his +papers, regularly camp fashion,) but that he wishes it, +and I manage to give him a slight helping hand by making +<i>précis</i> of his letters, and copying confidential papers. +He is amazingly kind, and tells me all that is going on, +initiating me into the mysteries of "political" business, +and thus giving me more knowledge of things and persons +Indian than I should learn in a year of ordinary life, aye! +or in three years either. This is a great advantage to +my ultimate prospects, of course independently of the +power he possesses of giving me a lift in the world when +I am of sufficient standing to hold any appointment. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_85" id="Page_85">85</a></span></p> + +<p>He makes me work at Hindostanee, and has given me +a lesson or two in the use of the theodolite, and other +surveying instruments, to the end that I may get employed +in the Surveying Department, after two years of +which he says "I shall be fit for a Political."</p> + +<p>I have been very fortunate in many ways, more so than +I had any right to expect. If I were only nearer to you +all, and had any old friends about me, I should have +nothing to regret or wish for. It is <i>there</i> that the shoe +especially pinches. All minor annoyances are easily got +rid of, but one <i>does</i> find a wonderful lack of one's old +friends and old associations. Society is very different +here from ours at home, and different as it is I have seen +very little of it. Nor am I, with my previous habits, age, +and education, the person to feel this an indifferent matter; +but on the contrary, all the drawbacks of Indian +existence come with redoubled force from the greatness +of the contrast. Still I do not let these things annoy me, +or weigh down my spirits, but strive, by keeping up English +habits, tastes, and feelings, and looking forward to a +run home, (thus having a motive always in view,) to +make the best of everything as it occurs, and to act upon +the principle, that mere outward circumstances don't +make a man's happiness. If I have one feeling stronger +than another, it is contempt for a "regular Indian," a man +who thinks it fine to adopt a totally different set of habits +and morals and fashions, until, in forgetting that he is an +Englishman, he usually forgets also that he is a Christian +and a gentleman. Such characters are happily rare now, +but there are many fragments of it on a small scale, and +always must be so, so long as the men who are to support +the name and power of England in Asia are sent out +here at an age when neither by education nor reflection +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_86" id="Page_86">86</a></span> +can they have learnt all or even a fraction of what those +words imply. It would be a happy thing for India and +for themselves if <i>all</i> came out here at a more advanced +age than now, but <i>one</i> alone breaking through the custom +in that respect made and provided, must not expect to +escape the usual fate, or at least the usual annoyances, +of innovators.</p> + +<p>I have enjoyed my visit here very much, and though I +have not sought them, have made one or two very pleasant +acquaintances, or improved them. I have been very +little out, and passed my time almost entirely with Colonel +Lawrence and his family, <i>i.e.</i>, his brother and the +two sisters-in-law. Things are not looking well on the +frontier. Cashmere and the hill country wont submit to +Gholab Singh, to whom we gave them over, and have +been thrashing his troops and killing his ministers; and I +expect October will see an army assembled to frighten +them into submission, or interfere with a strong arm, as +the case may be.</p> + +<p>We seem bound to see him established on the throne +we carved out for him, and it is our only chance of keeping +peace and order; though at the best he is such a +villain, and so detested, that I imagine it will be but a +sorry state of quietness:—</p> + +<div class="poem"> +<p>The torrent's smoothness ere it dash below.</p> +</div> +</div> +<p>In a letter to his wife, written during this visit, +Sir H. Lawrence says:—</p> +<p> +<i>Sept. 1st.</i>—"I brought up with me from Subathoo +a fine young fellow, by name Hodson, son +of the Archdeacon of Stafford. He is now (10 +<span class="smcap">p. m.</span>) sleeping in my little office-room, where I +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_87" id="Page_87">87</a></span> +am writing. Thomason recommended him to +me, and I have seldom met so promising a young +fellow. He left the native branch of the army +at the expense of some steps, because he did not +like the conduct of the Sepoys. He was for four +years with Dr. Arnold, and two in the sixth form +under his eye. He speaks most affectionately of +him. I will try to get leave for him for a month +to accompany me to Lahore and Jummoo in October.... +I get a good deal of help from Hodson, +who works <i>willingly</i> and <i>sensibly</i>. Perhaps +you may meet the family at Lichfield."</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left55"> +<span class="smcap">Lahore</span>, <i>October 14th, 1846</i>.</p> + +<p>As I hoped when I wrote last, I am again writing +from the capital of the "Singhs," but, alas for the "lions," +their tails are very much down in the world since this +time last year, when the "fierce and formidable army" +assembled to invade our tempting provinces. Nearly +half the garrison has marched across the Ravee, and +not more than 5,000 or 6,000 British troops now hold the +far-famed capital of Runjeet Singh.</p> + +<p>You must not be alarmed by the accounts you will see +in the papers by this mail of the advance of two forces +from Lahore and Jullunder towards Jummoo. They are +not to take any active part in the operations of Gholab +Singh for the recovery of Cashmere from the rebellious +Sheikh Imaumoodeen; our troops are to hold the Maharaja's +country for him while he advances with his +whole disposable force, augmented by a Sikh auxiliary +army.</p> + +<p>It is probable that the Sheikh will give in without +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_88" id="Page_88">88</a></span> +fighting as soon as he hears the preparations made by +both powers for his coercion. Indeed, a letter has arrived +from Cashmere to say he <i>has</i> given in; but he is a wily +fellow, and I mightily distrust him. I only know if <i>I</i> +was in Cashmere with my army at my back, <i>I</i> would not +give in as long as a man was left to pull a trigger! The +Agent (Colonel Lawrence) and I start to-morrow evening, +going seventy miles the first day, and hope to reach +Bhimbur, at the foot of the hills, on the 17th, thence to +go up and join the Maharaja, and accompany his army to +Cashmere. If he fights we shall see the fun; if not, we +are to accompany him and keep him from excesses and +injustice in the valley, and return here, I fancy, in about +a month or six weeks. Of course, in event of the two +armies coming to blows, it will probably be some time +longer ere we return. I am delighted at the thoughts of +seeing Cashmere, and am gaining great advantage from +being with these "politicals" in the way of learning the +languages, and method of governing the natives. I have +been hard at work day and night for some time now, +writing for Colonel Lawrence. I left Subathoo on the +1st, and after a ride of some twenty miles through the +hills, joined Colonel Lawrence and Mr. Christian, and +after a shake-down in a little mud bungalow, and an +amusing dinner, (served up in two brass basins, standing +on a bed,) and a breakfast to match, we rode down to +Roopur, on the Sutlej. Here we took boat, and floated +down the river to Ferozepoor, and came across to Lahore +during the night in a capital barouche belonging +to the Ranee, with relays of horses and an escort of +cavalry. + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_89" id="Page_89">89</a></span></p> +</div> +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left35"> +<span class="smcap">Thanna, at the foot of the pass into Cashmere</span>,<br /> +<i>Oct. 26th, 1846</i>.</p> + +<p>Our tent is pitched on the top of a little spur from the +mountain side, and beneath us lie, in quaint picturesque +confusion, scattered over the valley and the little staircase-like +rice-fields, the mingled hosts of Lahore and Jummoo. +The spare stalwart Sikh, with his grizzled beard and blue +turban of the scantest dimensions, side by side with the +huge-limbed Affghan, with voluminous headgear and +many-colored garments. The proud Brahmin in the +same ranks with the fierce "Children of the Faithful;" +the little active Hillman; the diminutive, sturdy, platter-faced +Ghoorka, and the slight-made Hindostanee, collected +in the same tents, and all alike clothed in a caricature +of the British uniform. I have been very much +interested and amused by this march with a native army, +so different from our own proceedings and our own military +power,—albeit the British army will soon be as +varied in its composition.</p> + +<p>I have seen a great deal of the native Sirdars or chiefs, +especially Tej Singh who commanded the Sikh forces +in the war, and of the Maharaja. The former a small, +spare little man, marked with the smallpox, and with a +thin and scanty beard, but sharp and intelligent, and by +his own account <i>a hero</i>. The Maharaja is a fine, tall, +portly man, with a splendid expressive face, and most +gentlemanly, pleasing manner, and fine-toned voice,—altogether +the most pleasing Asiatic I have seen,—to all +appearance the gentlest of the gentle, and the most sincere +and truthful character in the world; and in his +habits he is certainly exemplary; but he is the cleverest +hypocrite in the world; as sharp and acute as possible, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_90" id="Page_90">90</a></span> +devoured by avarice and ambition, and when roused, horribly +cruel. This latter accusation he rebuts, by alleging +the necessity of the case and the ferocity of those he has +to deal with. To us, however, his fondness for flaying +men alive, cutting off their noses and ears and hands, &c., +savors <i>rather</i> of the inexcusable. He was accused of +having flayed 12,000 men, which he indignantly asserted +was a monstrous calumny, as he only skinned <i>three</i>; +afterwards he confessed to <i>three hundred</i>! Yet he is not +a bit worse, and in many ways infinitely better, than most +native princes. Lawrence doubts whether <i>one</i> could be +found with fewer faults, if placed in similar circumstances. +Avitabile, to the disgrace of his European blood, was far +more cruel. The stories current in the Punjaub of his +abominations are horrible. The costumes of these chiefs +would delight you: they never make a mistake in colors, +and the effect is always good, however bright they +may be. This force is (as I told you) moving up to turn +the Sheikh Imaumoodeen, the rebellious vassal of the +Lahore Government, out of Cashmere, in virtue of the +treaty ceding it to Gholab Singh. Up to yesterday, I +expected it would be a fight, but yesterday the Sheikh +sent letters to say he was sorry and repentful, and was on +his way to tender his submission. So we wait here to +receive him. This will not, however, prevent my visit to +the valley, as Colonel Lawrence intends to accompany +the Maharaja to pacify and take possession.</p> + +<p>It is very cold here, though not much above 5,000 feet +above the sea. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_91" id="Page_91">91</a></span></p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<p class="center"><i>To his Father.</i></p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left45"><span class="smcap">Shupyen, in Cashmere</span>, <i>Nov. 6th, 1846</i>.</p> + +<p>I write a hurried line to announce my safe arrival in +the valley. On the 1st instant we got hold of the rebellious +Sheikh, and sent him down to the plains; and yesterday, +Colonel Lawrence, Captain Browne, and myself, +rode into the valley, amid the acclamations of an admiring +population—of beggars! I am writing at sunrise in +a little tent, and in spite of two coats and waistcoats, I am +nearly "friz." We crossed the Pir Punjal Pass on the +4th, 12,000 feet above the sea, with snow all around us, +and slept on this side in an old serai; I say <i>slept</i>, because +we went to bed; but sleeping was out of the question, +from the cold and uproar of all our followers and their +horses, crowded into a court-yard thirty feet square, horses +and men quarrelling and yelling all night long. The +view from the top of the Pass was very fine, but the +wind far too high to take more than a peep of it without +losing one's eyes; but the road from Thanna to the summit +was most lovely the whole way, winding up a glen +wooded magnificently, and the rocks towering above us on +all sides; the trees were all in their varied autumn dress, +surmounted by forests of pine; altogether, I never saw +so grand a scene. As the Sheikh's submission has cut +the Gordian knot of politics here, we shall only stay a +few days to see the valley, and install the Maharaja, (who +is following us with his force by slow stages,) and then +rush back to Lahore and Subathoo.</p> + +<p>This is said to be the largest town but three in the valley. +It is a poverty-stricken, scattered hamlet of mud +houses with wooden roofs, the upper half being generally +rough open lattice-work or railing, with alternate supports +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_92" id="Page_92">92</a></span> +of unbaked bricks; low mud inclosures, and open waste +spaces between, dedicated to dogs and dunghills. The +whole is thickly grown over with fine apple and walnut +trees, the staple fruits (with the grape) of the valley, and +the food of the people. <i>They</i> are a poor wretched set, +only good for beasts of burden,—and certainly they can +carry a vast load,—their dress, both men and women, +being a loose, wide-sleeved smock-frock of dirty sackcloth-looking +woollen. The men wear a dirty skullcap on +their shaven "nobs," and the women a crimson machine, +like a flower-pot saucer inverted, from which depends a +veil or cloth of the same texture as the frock; legs and +feet clothed in their native dirt. The women are atrociously +ugly, and screech like the witches in <i>Macbeth</i>,—so +much so, that when the Agent asked me to give them +a rupee or two, I felt it my duty to refuse, firmly but +respectfully, on the ground that it would be encouraging +ugliness! I fancy the climate and the soil are unrivalled, +but years of poverty and oppression have reduced to a +nation of beggars what ought to be a Paradise. We go +hence after breakfast to Islumabad, at the eastern end of +the valley; and spend a day or two in looking about us, +and floating down the river to Cashmere itself, by which +time our "prince" will have arrived. I am the luckiest +dog unhung to have actually got into Cashmere. I fancy +I am the first officer of our army who has been here, save +the few who have come officially. These delightful breezes +are most invigorating. I only wish you could all enjoy +these travels with me. I expect to be back at Subathoo +by the 1st of December.</p> +</div> + +<p>In a letter to my father about this time, Mr. +Thomason says:— +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_93" id="Page_93">93</a></span></p> + +<p>"I am very glad to observe that such an intimacy +has sprung up between Colonel Lawrence +and your William. He could not be under better +direction.</p> + +<p>"Colonel Lawrence has evidently taken him +entirely into his confidence, which cannot but be +of the greatest use to him in his future career. +He will have opportunities of observation and +instruction now, which very few possess after a +long period of service. To be selected, too, as +his confidant by a man of Colonel Lawrence's +stamp, is no small feather in the cap of any +young man. He stands deservedly high also in +the esteem of all who know him; and if it +please God to spare his life and give him health, +his prospects are as good as any man's can be in +this country."</p> + +<p>Colonel Lawrence having discovered that my +brother could <i>work</i>, was by no means disposed to +let him remain without full occupation, as his +next letter will show:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"><span class="smcap">Subathoo</span>, <i>April 1st, 1847</i>.</p> + +<p>I am wonderfully well and flourishing, and have lots to +do. Lawrence has made me undertake the secretaryship +of the new Asylum for European Children, building some +ten miles hence, which will give me volumes of correspondence, +and leagues, nay latitudes of riding. Nevertheless, +it is well, and it is a good work. The responsibility +will be great, as a committee of management, on an +average three hundred miles apart, are rather nominal in +their supervision of things. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_94" id="Page_94">94</a></span></p> + +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Subathoo</span>, <i>April 1st, 1847</i>.</p> + +<p>If my locomotive instinct has been brought into play +in India, as you suggest, my constructive organs are likely +to have their share of exercise. I have the entire direction +and arrangement of the new Hill Asylum on my +hands just now. It is seven miles hence, of mountain +roads, and what with going and coming, planning, instructing, +and supervising, my time is pretty well occupied, +to say nothing of my regiment, and private affairs. +Building a house in India is a different affair from one's +previous experiences. You begin from the forest and +the quarry, have to get lime burnt, trees cut down, bricks +made, planks sawn up, the ground got ready, and then +watch the work foot by foot,—showing this "nigger" +how to lay his bricks, another the proper proportions of a +beam, another the construction of a door, and to the several +artisans the mysteries of a screw, a nail, and a hinge. +You cannot say to a man, "Make me a wall or a door," +but you must with your own hands measure out his work, +teach him to saw away here, to plane there, or drive such +a nail, or insinuate such another suspicion of glue. And +when it comes to be considered that this is altogether new +work to me, and has to be excuded by cogitation on the +spot, so as to give an answer to every inquirer, you may +understand the amount of personal exertion and attention +required for the work.</p> + +<p>I have the sole direction and control of nearly four +hundred and fifty workmen, including paying them, keeping +accounts, drawing plans, and everything. I have to +get earth dug for bricks, see the moulds made and watch +the progress of them till the kiln is full, get wood for the +kiln, and direct the lighting of the same, and finally provide +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_95" id="Page_95">95</a></span> +a goat to sacrifice to the demon who is supposed to +turn the bricks red! Then I must get bamboos and +grass cut for thatching, and string <i>made</i> for the purpose; +send about the hills for sand for mortar, and limestone to +burn, see it mixed and prepared, and then show the niggers +how to use it. Then the whole of the wood-work must +be set out and made under one's own eye, and a lump of +iron brought from the mine to be wrought (also under +one's direction) into nails and screws, before a single door +can be set up; and when to all this is added the difficulty +of getting hands (I mean in the hills), and the bother of +watching the idlest and most cunning race on earth, you +may suppose my "unpaid magistracy" is no sinecure. I +am not exaggerating or indeed telling half the difficulty, +for fear you should think the whole a romance. You will +naturally ask how I learnt all these trades. I can only +say that you can't be more astonished than I am myself, +and can only satisfy you by the theory that "necessity is +the mother of invention." I am seldom able to sit down +from sunrise to sunset, when I get a hasty dinner, and +am then only too glad to sleep off the effects of the day. +How I have escaped fever during the last month I cannot +think, as it has been terribly hot in the sun, even in the +hills, and I have lived in the blaze of it pretty constantly. +Colonel Lawrence seems determined I shall have nothing +to stop me, for his invariable reply to every question +is, "Act on your own judgment;" "Do what you think +right;" "I give you <i>carte blanche</i> to act in my name, and +draw on my funds," and so forth.</p> + +<p>Are you aware of the nature of the institution? It +was started, in idea, by Colonel Lawrence some two or +three years ago, and a sufficient sum of money for a +commencement having been raised, he charged me with +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_96" id="Page_96">96</a></span> +the erection of the necessary buildings, and the organization +and setting in motion of the great machine which is +to regenerate and save from moral and physical degradation, +sickness, and death, the children of the British +soldiers serving in India. The object is to teach them +all things useful, while you give them the advantage of +a healthy climate, removed from the evil influence of a +barrack-room. The children are to remain in the Asylum +until their parents return to England, or till old +enough to join the ranks, or be otherwise provided for.</p> + +<p>Another drag upon my hands is the care of a small +European boy, who was lately found up in Cabul, and is +supposed to be the son of some soldier of the destroyed +army. He has been brought up as a Mussulman, and +made to believe his father was such, and is a very bigot. +Colonel Lawrence sent him to me from Lahore, but forgot +to write about him, so I know no more of him than I have +seen in the newspapers, and have no idea what to do with +him, or where he is to go. He is rather a nuisance, and +I shall be glad when he goes, as there is little but his odd +fate to interest one in him; and I have considerable +doubts as to his genuine origin. He is more like a half-caste +than an "European." Our communication is brief, +as he speaks but little Hindostanee, and I less Persian. +The Asylum is a much more interesting occupation, as, +independently of its object, there is a pleasure in covering +a fine mountain with buildings of one's own designing.</p> +</div> + +<p>A few days later he writes:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +My last few days at the Asylum were enlivened by the +arrival of Mrs. George Lawrence, whose tent was pitched +close to mine, on the hill-top. She is a great acquisition +in a forest life, and a very nice person,—the wife of the +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_97" id="Page_97">97</a></span> +Captain Lawrence who was one of the Cabul prisoners. +She is to be superintendress until the arrival of the +future man from England. I have fourteen little girls to +take care of, by the same token, and listen to the grumblings +of their nurses. In short, I don't know myself, +and that is the long and short of it. I am going to Simla +for a day or two, to see Mr. Thomason.</p> +</div> +<p>And again, to his brother:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +The state of things is so provokingly quiet and placid, +that there seems but small chance of our being called upon +for another rush across country (called a "forced march"), +like the one of December, 1845; and one is obliged +to take to anything that offers, to avoid the "tædium +vitæ" which the want of employment engenders in this +"lovely country," in those, at least, who have not learnt +to exist in the philosophical medium of brandy and +cheroots. Did I tell you, by-the-bye, that I abjured +tobacco when I left England, and that I have never +been tempted, by even a night "al fresco," to resume the +delusive habit? Nor have I told you (because I despaired +of your believing it) that I have declined from +the paths of virtue in respect to beer also, these two years +past, seldom or never even tasting that once idolized +stimulant!! It has not been caused alone by a love of +eccentricity, but by the very sensitive state of my inner +man, (achieved in India,) which obliges me to live by +rule. This is all very edifying, no doubt, to <i>you</i>; to me +it is especially so, for I believe if I get on well in India, +it will be owing, physically speaking, to my <i>digestion</i>. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_98" id="Page_98">98</a></span></p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Subathoo</span>, <i>June 18th, 1847</i>.</p> + +<p>I am getting on famously at the Asylum just now, and +have succeeded in getting the children under cover before +the rains. I have narrowly escaped a bad fever through +overwork in the sun, but, by taking it in time, I got right +again. The weather has since taken a turn, and become +much cooler, besides which my principal anxiety is over +for the season. I have certainly had a benefit of work, +both civil and literary, for the Institution, and since +Colonel Lawrence put an advertisement in the papers, +desiring all anxious persons to apply to me, I have had +enough on my hands. It is all very well, but interferes +with my reading no little; and I am sure to get more +kicks than thanks for my pains from an ungrateful and +undiscerning public. However, as long as Colonel Lawrence +leaves everything so completely in my hands, and +trusts so implicitly to my skill and honesty, it would be a +shame not to work "<i>un</i>-like a nigger."</p> + +<p>It is intended that the children should remain in the +Institution until they are eighteen years of age, if their +fathers be alive, and until somehow or other provided for, +should they be orphans. The majority of the boys will, +of course, become soldiers; but my belief is, that having +been brought up in the delightful climate of the Himalaya, +they will, after ten or fifteen years, settle down in +the various stations and slightly elevated valleys in these +hills, as traders and cultivators, and form the nucleus of +the first British colony in India. My object is to give +them English habits from the first, which they have in +most cases to learn, from being brought up by native +nurses from infancy. Part of the scheme is to make the +Institution support itself, and I am very shortly going to +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_99" id="Page_99">99</a></span> +start a farm-yard. I have already got a fine large garden +in full swing; and here you may see French beans, cabbages, +strawberry plants, and fine potatoes (free from +disease). I steadfastly refuse the slightest dash of color +in admitting children. People may call this illiberal, if +they please; the answer is obvious. Half-castes stand +the climate of the plains too well to need a hill sanitorium, +and by mixing them with English children you +corrupt those whom you wish to benefit. The little boy +who was lately redeemed from Cabul, and whom Colonel +Lawrence consigned to my care, is the plague of my +existence. He has the thoroughly lying, deceitful habits, +and all the dirt, of the Affghan races, and not a single +point of interest to counterbalance them. +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Subathoo</span>, <i>August, 1847</i>.</p> + +<p>I have some hopes, though but faint ones, of being +relieved from the necessity of a move to Cawnpore, +[whither his regiment had been ordered,] by obtaining +a berth under Colonel Lawrence. I know that he has +asked for me, and, I believe, for an appointment which +would please me more than any other he could find, as +being one of the most confidential nature, and involving +constant locomotion, and plenty of work both for head, +nerve, and body. But I must not be sanguine, as we +have already a large proportion of officers away from +the regiment, and I am a young soldier, though, alas! +growing grievously old in years. +</p> +</div> + +<p>The appointment alluded to was to the +"Corps of Guides," then recently organized by +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_100" id="Page_100">100</a></span> +Colonel Lawrence for service in the Punjaub. +While this question, however, was still pending, +there seemed a prospect of Lieut. Hodson's succeeding +to the adjutancy of his regiment, and +Colonel Lawrence, as will be seen from the +subjoined letter, recommended his accepting it, +if offered:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +"<span class="smcap">Simla</span>, <i>Sept. 11th</i>. +</p> + +<p>"<span class="smcap">My dear Hodson</span>,—I have spoken to the Governor-General +about you, who at once replied, 'Let him +take the adjutancy.' He wishes you well, but is puzzled +by the absentee question. We are all, moreover, agreed +on the usefulness to yourself of being employed for a +time as adjutant to a regiment. There are always slips, +but I know of no man of double or treble your standing +who has so good a prospect before him. Favor and partiality +do occasionally give a man a lift, but depend upon +it that <i>his</i> is the best chance in the long run who helps +himself. So far you have done this manfully, and you +have reason to be proud of being selected at one time +for three different appointments by three different men.<a name="FNanchor_4" id="FNanchor_4" href="#Footnote_4" class="fnanchor">[4]</a> +Don't however, be too proud. Learn your duties thoroughly. +Continue to study two or three hours a day; +not to pass in a hurry, but that you may do so two +or three years hence with <i>éclat</i>. Take advantage of +Becher's being at Kussowlee to learn something of surveying. +All knowledge is useful; but to a soldier, or +official of any sort in India, I know no branch of knowledge +which so well repays the student. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_101" id="Page_101">101</a></span></p> + +<p>"In Oriental phrase, pray consider that much is said in +this hurried scrawl, and believe that I shall watch your +career with warm interest.</p> + +<p class="left45"> +"I am, very sincerely yours,</p> + +<p class="left65">"<span class="smcap">H. M. Lawrence</span>." +</p> +</div> + +<p>The expected vacancy, however, did not occur, +and Colonel Lawrence accordingly renewed his +application for my brother's services in the Punjaub, +and, as will be seen, with success. In the +beginning of October he writes:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +I have every reason to expect that before many days +I shall be gazetted as attached to the Guide Corps. The +immediate result of my appointment will be a speedy +departure to Lahore with Colonel Lawrence, who returns +there to arrange matters before going home. +</p> +</div> + +<p>And on the 16th:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +You will, I am sure, rejoice with me at my unprecedented +good fortune in being appointed to a responsible +and honorable post, almost before, by the rules of the +service, I am entitled to take charge of a company of +Sepoys. I shall even be better off than I thought; +instead of merely "doing duty" with the Guide Corps, +I am to be the second in command. +</p> +</div> + +<p>The next chapter will show how well Lieut. +Hodson justified Colonel Lawrence's selection of +him for so responsible a command, one which the +course of events made far more important than +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_102" id="Page_102">102</a></span> +could then have been foreseen. It was in this +that he laid the foundations of his reputation as +an "unequalled partisan leader," and acquired his +experience of the Sikhs, and extraordinary influence +over them.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_103" id="Page_103"></a></span></p> + +<h2 class="p6">CHAPTER IV.</h2> + +<p class="ch_summ"> +EMPLOYMENT IN THE PUNJAUB AS SECOND IN COMMAND +OF THE CORPS OF GUIDES, AND ALSO AS +ASSISTANT TO THE RESIDENT AT LAHORE.</p> + +<p class="center"><i>From October, 1847, during the Campaign of 1848-9, to +the Annexation of the Punjaub in March, 1849.</i></p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left55"> +<span class="smcap">Camp, Kussoor</span>, <i>Nov. 15th, 1847</i>. +</p> + +<p>I almost forget the many events that have happened +since I wrote last. I believe I was "at home" in my +snug little cottage in Subathoo, and now I am in a high +queer-looking native house among the ruins of this old +stronghold of the Pathàns; with orders "to make a good +road from Lahore to the Sutlej, distance forty miles," in +as brief a space as possible. On the willing-to-be-generally-useful +principle this is all very well, and one gets +used to turning one's hand to everything, but certainly +(but for "circumstances over which I had no control") I +always labored under the impression that I knew nothing +at all about the matter. However, Colonel Lawrence +walked into my room promiscuously one morning, and +said, "Oh, Hodson, we have agreed that you must take +in hand the road to Ferozepoor,—you can start in a day +or two;" and <i>here I am</i>. Well, I have galloped across +the country hither and thither, and peered into distances +with telescopes, and inquired curiously into abstruse (and +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_104" id="Page_104">104</a></span> +obtuse) angles, rattled Gunter's chains, and consulted +compasses and theodolites, till I have an idea of a road +that will astonish the natives not a little. Last night I +was up half the night, looking out for fires which I had +ordered to be lighted in sundry places along the line of +the Sutlej at a fixed hour, that I might find the nearest +point. This morning, I had a grand assembly of village +"punches," to discuss with them the propriety of furnishing +able-bodied men for the work. By a little artful +persuasion, I succeeded in raising 700 from a small district, +and am going onwards to hold another such "county +meeting" to-morrow. The mode and fashion that has +always obtained in public works under native governments, +has been to give an order to seize <i>all</i> the inhabitants, +and make them work,—<i>and not pay them then</i>. +These gentry, therefore, have been so bullied by their +Sikh masters, that they hardly believe my offers of ready-money +payments. My predecessor, an artillery officer, +who came here on the same errand, was turned off for +resorting to violent measures in his anxiety to get hold +of workmen, having hung some of the head men up by +the heels to trees <i>till they were convinced</i>. He got no +good (nor hands either) by his dodge. So I was sent +here on the other persuasion, and you will be glad to +hear, for the credit of the family, that I am gammoning +the dear old punches most deliciously. They'd give me +anything, bless their innocent hearts! when I get under +the village tree with them, or by the village well, and +discourse eloquently on the blessing to society of having +destroyed the Sikhs, and on the lightness of their land-tax. +I hope to be relieved in a month, and go up to +Peshawur to join "the Guides," for this is cruelly hard +work, and I have had enough for one year of native +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_105" id="Page_105">105</a></span> +work-people. Besides, I am not strong yet, and have a +horrid cold. I would give anything to be able to sit +down and read a book quietly, a luxury I have not enjoyed +for many a long day. Colonel Lawrence starts for +England on the 30th for two years. I hope you will +contrive to see him, and make his acquaintance. Sir F. +Currie is to be his successor during his absence. +</p> + +<p class="left65"> +<i>December 1st.</i> +</p> + +<p>I have been at Lahore to receive Colonel Lawrence's +parting instructions, and say good-bye to him, poor fellow. +He is a genuinely kind-hearted mortal, and has been a +brother to me ever since I knew him. I hope to see him +back in two years, invigorated and renewed, to carry out +the good work which he has so nobly begun. +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<p class="center"><i>To his Sister.</i></p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left55"> +<span class="smcap">Camp, Kussoor</span>, <i>Dec. 15th, 1847</i>. +</p> + +<p>Your letter met me on my road two days ago, and +emerged from the folds of a Sikh horseman's turban, to +my great delight. I got off my horse, and walked along, +driving him before me till I had read the packet. You +must not conclude, because I am writing to you a second +time from this place, that I have been here ever since I +first commenced operations in these parts. I have been +twice to Lahore, and several times to various intermediate +and more distant places, since then. In short, you +may give up all idea of being able to imagine where I +may be at any given time. My work has progressed +considerably. In three weeks I have collected and got +into working order upwards of a thousand most unwilling +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_106" id="Page_106">106</a></span> +laborers, surveyed and marked out some twenty miles of +road through a desert and forest, and made a very large +piece of it. I am happy to say I am to be relieved in a +day or two, and sent to survey another district. I have +had one or two visitors the last few days, and therefore +not been so lonely as usual; but my time has been even +more than ever occupied. My duties are nearly as various +as there are hours in the day; at one time digging +a trench, at another time investigating breaches of the +peace. I am a sort of justice of the peace for general +purposes, and have to listen to and inquire into complaints, +and send cases which I think worthy of it for trial to +Lahore. I caught as neat a case of robbing and murder +the other day as ever graced Stafford Assizes; to say +nothing of endless modes of theft, more or less open, according +to the wealth or power of the stealer. This is +the most remarkable scene of ruin I have met with for +many a long day; erst, a nest of the abodes of wealthy +Pathàn nobles, and now a desert tract, of many miles in +extent, covered with ruins, with here and there a dome, +or cupola, or minaret, to mark what has once been.</p> + +<p>I am happy to say that I have succeeded in obtaining +a respite on Sundays. Hitherto, all the works I have +had in hand have gone on the same every day, and consequently +one's annoyance and responsibility continued +equally on Sundays. This is happily put an end to, and +I shall have one day's rest a week at least, to say nothing +of higher considerations. An order on the subject was +issued six months ago, but great difficulties were in the +way of its execution. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_107" id="Page_107">107</a></span></p> +</div> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left45"> +<span class="smcap">Camp, Deenanuggur</span>, <i>Jan. 15th, 1848</i>. +</p> + +<p>Here I am off again like a steam-engine, calling at a +series of stations, puffing and panting, hither and thither, +never resting, ever starting; now in a cutting, now in a +tunnel; first in a field, next on a hill: thus passes day +after day, week after week, a great deal of work going +through one's hands, and yet one can give very little account +of one's self at the end of it. At present I am moving +rapidly along the banks of a small canal which traverses +the Doâb, between the Ravee and Beas rivers, for +purposes of irrigation; accompanying Major Napier,<a name="FNanchor_5" id="FNanchor_5" href="#Footnote_5" class="fnanchor">[5]</a> +to whom the prosecution of all public improvements +throughout the Land of the Five Rivers belongs. We +(the "Woods and Forests" of the day) have nearly +reached the point where the river debouches from the +hills, and have put up for the day in a little garden-house +of Runjeet Singh's, in the midst of a lovely grove of +great extent, through whose dark-green boughs we have +a splendid panorama of the snowy range to back our +horizon. We have great projects of extending the canal +by various branches to feed and fertilize the whole extent +of the Doâb, which wants nothing but water to make it a +garden, so fertile is the soil. We have come along a +strip of beautiful country, richly cultivated, lying along +the banks of this life-giving little watercourse, and the +weather is perfect, so I am as happy as mere externals +can make one. Certainly we whose lot has fallen on this +side of India, are much to be envied. Here, all day +long, one rides about, clothed as warmly, and even more +so, than in England at this season, enjoying the bright +clear sunshine, and never troubled with thinking of the +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_108" id="Page_108">108</a></span> +sun; whilst at Calcutta they are running into their houses +at nine o'clock to avoid the heat of the day! I imagine +two years in Calcutta would be more <i>wearing</i> than ten up +here; by the same token, I have achieved the respectable +weight of eleven stone ten pounds, being an increase +of seventeen pounds since July. May my shadow never +be less!</p> + +<p>I live from the arrival of one mail in expectation of +the next. I had meant to have written a long series of +despatches for this opportunity, and have asked you to do +some commissions for me, but I must postpone it now to +another time, as Major Napier has lots of work for +me. I want a pair of thick blankets; mine were +plundered at Ferozeshah, and I have always mourned +over them since, when cold nights and long marches +come together. In these far countries it is next to impossible +to get anything decent. +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left45"> +<span class="smcap">Camp, Raja Ke Bágh</span>, <i>Jan. 29th, 1848</i>. +</p> + +<p>For some days I was staying in, and intend returning +again to, a fine picturesque old castle or fort built by the +Emperor Shahjehan. Its lofty walls, with their turrets +and battlements, inclose a quadrangle of the size of the +great court of Trinity, while from the centre rises a dark +mass of buildings three stories high, forming the keep; +presenting externally four blank walls pierced with loopholes, +but within, arches and pillars and galleries, with an +open space in the centre, in which they all face. The +summit rises sixty-four feet, which, in addition to the +great elevation of the mound on which the castle stands, +gives a noble view of mountain, river, and plain, covered +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_109" id="Page_109">109</a></span> +with the finest timber and green with young corn; the +whole backed by range on range, peak after peak, of dazzling +snow. Another, nearly similar, lies about ten miles +to the north, and I am now "pitched" at the foot of a +third to the west; all monuments of the taste and grandeur +of the Mogul Emperors. That Goth, Runjeet Singh, +and his followers have as much to answer for in their way, +as Cromwell and his crop-eared scoundrels in England +and Ireland. They seem only to have conquered to destroy,—every +public work, every castle, road, serai, or +avenue, has been destroyed; the finest mosques turned +into powder magazines and stables, the gardens into cantonments, +and the fields into deserts. I had a pretty +specimen the other day of the way in which things have +been managed here. I was desired to examine into, and +report on, the accounts of revenue collected hitherto in +180 villages along the "Shah Nahr," or Royal Canal. +By a convenient mixture of coaxing and threats, compliment +and invective, a return was at last effected, by which +it appeared that in ordinary cases about one half the revenue +reached the treasury, in some one third, and in one +district <i>nothing</i>! To my great amusement, when I came +to this point, the gallant collector (a long-bearded old +Sikh) quietly remarked,—"Yes, Sahib, this was indeed +a great place for us entirely." I said, "Yes, you villain, +you gentry grew fat on robbing your master." "Don't +call it robbing," he said; "I assure you I wouldn't be +dishonest for the world. I never took more than my predecessors +did before me." About the most <i>naïve</i> definition +of honesty I have had the luck to meet with. I +fancy our visit to these nooks and corners of the Punjaub +has added some 50,000<i>l.</i> a year to the revenue. My +present <i>rôle</i> is to survey a part of the country lying along +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_110" id="Page_110">110</a></span> +the left bank of the Ravee and below the hills, and I am +daily and all day at work with compasses and chain, pen +and pencil, following streams, diving into valleys, burrowing +into hills, to complete my work. I need hardly +remark, that having never attempted anything of the kind +hitherto, it is bothering at first. But one is compelled to +be patient under this sort of insult, and I should not be +surprised any day to be told to build a ship, compose a +code of laws, or hold assizes;—in fact, 'tis the way in India; +every one has to teach himself his work, and do +it at the same time; if I go on learning new trades as +fast during the remainder of my career as I have done at +its commencement, I shall have to retire as a Jacksonian +professor at least, when "my dog has had his day." +Well! I have fairly beaten the cold this time,—I turned +back one side of the tent, and had a big fire lighted outside, +protected from draughts by a canvas screen, and the +whole tent is now in a jolly glow; a gypsy light reflected +on the trees around, and on the two tall picturesque Affghans +who, seated cross-legged on each side of the fire, +either replenish it with sticks, fan it into a flame, or watch +my pen with the large, black, inquisitive eye of a dog +looking out for a crust.</p> + +<p>They make much better servants for wandering folks +like myself than the Hindostanee servant-tribe, have +fewer or no prejudices, (save against clean water,) and +trudge along the livelong day as merrily as if life was a +joke to them, instead of the dull heavy reality it is.<a name="FNanchor_6" id="FNanchor_6" href="#Footnote_6" class="fnanchor">[6]</a> +</p> +</div> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_111" id="Page_111">111</a></span></p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<i>Feb. 27th, 1848.</i> +</p> + +<p>I really have very little to tell you of my new Guide +Corps duties from the somewhat strange fact that I have +never yet actually entered upon them; this will soon +come to an end, however, as I have directions to proceed +to Peshawur as soon as the survey I have been at work +on is completed. The grand object of the corps is to train +a body of men in peace to be efficient in war; to be not +only acquainted with localities, roads, rivers, hills, ferries, +and passes, but have a good idea of the produce and +supplies available in any part of the country; to give +<i>accurate</i> information, not running open-mouthed to say +that 10,000 horsemen and a thousand guns are coming, +(in true native style,) but to stop to see whether it may +not be really only a common cart and a few wild horsemen +who are kicking up all the dust; to call twenty-five +by its right name, and not say <i>fifty</i> for short, as most natives +do. This of course wants a great deal of careful +instruction and attention. Beyond this, the officers should +give a tolerably correct sketch and report of any country +through which they may pass, be <i>au fait</i> at routes and +means of feeding troops, and above all (and here you +come close upon practical duties) keep an eye on the +doings "of the neighbors" and the state of the country, +so as to be able to give such information as may lead to +any outbreak being nipped in the bud. This is the <i>theory</i>, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_112" id="Page_112">112</a></span> +what the <i>practice</i> may be I'll tell you some day or other +when I know. Hitherto I have been making myself generally +useful under the chief engineer, and learning to +survey. One has to turn one's hand to everything if one +wishes to get on.</p> + +<p>Meanwhile, I am busily collecting every species of +information about the people and the land they live in. +Hard work and fatigue, of course, but a splendid opening +and opportunity for making one's self known and <i>necessary</i>. +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left55"> +<span class="smcap">Deenanuggur</span>, <i>March 14th, 1848</i>. +</p> + +<p>The night your letter reached me, Napier (our chief +engineer) and I were encamped on a spur of grass land +separating two streams of the river "Chukkir," and had +been so for some days. That evening it began to rain, +(if a sluice of water, apparently <i>struck down from the +heavens</i> by a flood of the fiercest lightning, can be called +so,) and for thirty-six hours the torrent descended without +intermission, as only Asiatic storms can descend. At +length a pause ensued, and the sky was visible, and we +emerged from our sodden tents only to be threatened +with water in a worse form. The hills, valleys, and +mountains began to send down to us what they had so +plentifully received from above, and the hitherto quiet +stream, whose wide stony channel surrounded us, was in +a single hour a powerful torrent, tearing over the country +as if to prove what it could do. By one of the singular +freaks common to all tropical rivers, it dammed up one +of its own widest outlets by the quantity of stones which +it brought along with it, and came tearing down the one +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_113" id="Page_113">113</a></span> +nearest to us. Across this, not a hundred yards from +our tents, we had just built a powerful breakwater some +sixteen feet wide, but the water quietly walked over, +under, and round it; roared, groaned, stormed, and +swelled angrily for two hours, and our breakwater was a +"thing of history;" meantime, we were gradually getting +more and more surrounded with water, it rose and +rose until only four inches were wanting to set us well +afloat. The pegs of my tent-ropes were undermined, +and a notice to quit was as plainly written on the face of +the water as ever on a legal process. There was but +one way of escape, so mustering the whole of a neighboring +village, we loaded all our valuables and movables +on their backs, and made a dash at the hamlet. Once +having succeeded in turning us out, the valiant Chukkir +was content, and we slept in our tents as usual, but not +without, as it turned out, considerable risk of finding +ourselves landed in some unknown field on waking.</p> + +<p>When this flood subsided, it appeared that the scene +of our unfortunate dam had become the deepest part of +the channel, and the old course choked with stones and +boulders which you and I couldn't lift in a week of +Sundays. Is not this an incident?</p> + +<p>Since I wrote last, in consequence of representations +I sent to head-quarters as to the amount of plundering +going on, a large party of horse, with one of the principal +chiefs, was sent out here, with directions to act on the +information I gave them. We have, accordingly, had a +robber-hunt on a large and tolerably successful scale. +Numbers have been caught. One shot <i>pour encourager +les autres</i>, and we have traces of others, so that my quiet +practice (originally for my own amusement and information) +has been very useful to the State. I found out the +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_114" id="Page_114">114</a></span> +greatest part of it by sending clever fellows disguised as +"faqueers" (you know what they are, I think;—religious +beggars) to the different villages to talk to the +people and learn their doings. Some of the stories of +Sikh violence, cruelty, and treachery which I have picked +up are almost beyond belief. The indifference of these +people to human life is something appalling. I could +hardly get them to give a thought or attempt an inquiry +as to the identity of a man whom I found dead, evidently +by violence, by the roadside yesterday morning; and +they were horrified at the thought of tying up or confining +a sacred ox, who had gored his <i>thirteenth</i> man the +evening before last! They told me plainly that no one +had a right to complain of being hurt by so venerable a +beast.</p> + +<p>In such pursuits, combined with surveying, my time +passes away tolerably well. I am alone again, Napier +having gone to Lahore; but this is a sweet place, and +I am staying in a pleasant summer-house of Runjeet +Singh's, in the midst of a fine garden, or grove of mango +and orange trees. +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +<span class="left65 smcap">Camp on Ravee</span>, <i>March 29th, 1848</i>.</p> + +<p>Just as I had completed my somewhat lengthy reply to +your question, I was interrupted by a camel-rider, who +had come in hot haste with a letter from Sir F. Currie, +at Lahore, with the most agreeable intelligence in the +world,—<i>voilà</i>.</p> + +<p>"<span class="smcap">My dear Mr. Hodson</span>,—Pray knock off your +present work, and come into Lahore as quickly as you +can. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_115" id="Page_115">115</a></span></p> + +<p>"I want to send you with Mr. Agnew to Mooltan. +Mr. Agnew starts immediately with your acquaintance, +Sirdah Sumshere Singh, to assume the government of +that province, Moolraj having sent in his resignation of +the Nizámut. Lieutenant Becher is to be Agnew's permanent +assistant, but he cannot join just now, and I wish +you to go with Agnew. It is an <i>important mission</i>, and +one that, I think, you will like to be employed in. When +relieved by Becher, you will join the Guides at Lahore, +and be employed also as assistant to the Resident. The +sooner you come the better.</p> + +<p class="left45"> +"Yours, sincerely,</p> + +<p class="left65">"<span class="smcap">F. Currie</span>."</p> + +<p>The last line of Sir Frederick's letter was not lost on +me, and to keep up my character for locomotion, I started +at daybreak for Deenanuggur, finishing off my work <i>en +route</i>, remained there the rest of the day to wind up +matters, and add my surveying sketch to the large plan +I had commenced beforehand, and hurried onwards this +morning. You will perceive that I have crossed the +Doâb, and am now writing on the banks of the Ravee, +some sixty miles above Lahore. I marched twenty-four +and a half miles with tent and baggage this morning, +and hope to continue at that pace, with the difference of +marching by night, the weather having suddenly become +very hot indeed.</p> + +<p>I am much interested in the thought of going to so new +a place as Mooltan—new, that is to say, to Europeans, +yet so important from position and commerce. The only +drawback is the heat, which is notorious throughout +Western India. I am not aware, however, that it is otherwise +unhealthy. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_116" id="Page_116">116</a></span></p> + +<p>As you may suppose, I am much gratified by the appointment, +both for its own sake and also as evincing so +very favorable and kindly a disposition toward myself on +the part of the new potentate. +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<p class="center"><i>To his Sister.</i></p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Camp</span>, <i>March 29th, 1848</i>. +</p> + +<p>Of incidents to amuse you I have not many to narrate, +save the usual "moving" ones by "flood and field." On +the 18th I was very nearly becoming a damp unpleasant +corpse to celebrate my birthday. In attempting a ford, +my horse sank up to the girths in a quicksand. I managed +to extricate myself and, dry land being near, he got +up without damage. Sending a man ahead, I tried again +in another place. Here it was fair to the eye but false +to the foot. Down he went again, this time in deeper +water, and got me under him by struggling. However, I +realized the old proverb, and escaped with a good ducking +and a mouthful of my native element, <i>rather</i> gritty. +Next I tried a camel, but the brute went down at the +first stride. So giving it up in despair, I put on dry +clothes, and <i>then</i> waded through the river.</p> + +<p>Not content with one attempt on my existence, the +horse gave me a violent kick the same evening when I +went up to him to ask "How d'ye do." So I completed +my year, in spite of myself, as it were. +</p> +</div> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +<span class="left65 smcap">Lahore</span>, <i>April 2d</i>.</p> + +<p>Since the above was written, I have succeeded in +reaching the metropolis, as you see, at a greater expenditure +of animal heat and fatigue than I have gone through +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_117" id="Page_117">117</a></span> +for some time. I was very friendlily and pleasantly +greeted by Sir F. and Lady Currie, and tumbled at once +again into the tide of civilization—loaf bread, arm-chairs, +hats, and ladies—as philosophically as if I had been for +months in the calm and unrestrained enjoyment of such +luxuries.</p> + +<p>On my arrival, I found that the arrangement proposed +in Sir F. Currie's note had already become matter of history, +<i>not</i> of fact. The new one is still better for me. I +am to remain at Lahore, and be an assistant to the Resident, +having my Guide duties to discharge also, when +Lumsden arrives from Peshawur with the Corps. He is +expected in twenty days. Nothing could possibly have +been better for me. I shall have the advantage of learning +in the best school, head-quarters, and have many +more opportunities of making myself "generally useful." +I am most rejoiced at the plan, and Sir F. Currie's considerate +kindness in devising it. We wont say anything +of the regularity or consistency of making a man of two +and a half year's service, and who has passed no examination, +a political officer, nor will we be ungrateful enough +to say that he is unfit for the appointment, but that he +should do his utmost to show that the rule is more honored +"in the breach than in the observance." +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left45"> +<span class="smcap">Residency, Lahore</span>, <i>April 16th, 1848</i>. +</p> + +<p>I shall not have the same variety to chronicle now that +I seem to be fixed here, but more interest and a higher +style of work. Since I wrote last I have been six hours +a day employed in court, hearing petitions and appeals in +all manner of cases, civil and criminal, and in matters of +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_118" id="Page_118">118</a></span> +revenue, as there are but two officers so employed. You, +perhaps, will comprehend that the duty is no sinecure. +It is of vast importance, and I sometimes feel a half sensation +of modesty coming over me at being set down to +administer justice in such matters so early, and without +previous training. A little practice, patience, and reflection +settle most cases to one's satisfaction, however; and +one must be content with substantial justice as distinguished +from technical law. In any point of difficulty one +has always an older head to refer to, and meantime, one +has the satisfaction of knowing that one is independent +and untrammelled save by a very simple code. Some +things, such as sentencing a man to imprisonment for +seven years for killing a cow, are rather startling to one's +ideas of right and wrong; but then to kill a cow is to +break a law, and to disturb the public peace—perhaps +cause bloodshed; so the law is vindicated, and one's conscience +saved. I have many other duties, such as finishing +my map, for which I was surveying at Deenanuggur; +occasionally translating an official document; going to +Durbars, &c.; and when the Guides arrive (on the 20th) +I shall have to assist in drilling and instructing them; +to say nothing of seeing that their quarters are prepared, +and everything ready for them. I am not, therefore, +<i>idle</i>, and only wish I had time to read. +</p> +</div> + +<p>On the 26th he writes from Lahore:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +I mentioned to you that Sir F. Currie's plan of sending +me to assist Agnew at Mooltan had been altered, and +that Anderson had gone with him in my stead. At the +time I was disposed to be disappointed; but we never +know what is for our good. In this case I should doubtless +have incurred the horrible fate of poor Anderson and +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_119" id="Page_119">119</a></span> +Agnew. Both these poor fellows have been barbarously +murdered by the Mooltan troops. +</p> +</div> + +<p>He then gives a detailed account of their tragical +fate, and the treachery of the villain Moolraj, +and adds:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +The Sikh Durbar profess their inability to coerce their +rebel subject, who is rapidly collecting a large army, and +strengthening himself in the proverbially strong fort of +Mooltan.</p> + +<p>One cannot say how it will end. The necessary delay +of five months, till after the rains, will give time for all +the disaffected to gather together, and no one can say how +far the infection may extend. The Sikhs were right in +saying, "We shall have one more fight for it yet." +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Lahore</span>, <i>May 7th</i>. +</p> + +<p>I expect to be busy in catching a party of rascals who +have been trying to pervert our Sepoys by bribes and +promises. We have a clue to them, and hope to take +them in the act. We are surrounded here with treachery. +No man can say who is implicated, or how far the +treason has spread. The life of no British officer, away +from Lahore, is worth a week's purchase. It is a pleasant +sort of government to prop up, when their head-men +conspire against you and their troops desert you on the +slightest temptation.</p> + +<p> +Lumsden, the commandant of the Guides, and I want +something sensible for the protection of our heads from +sun and blows, from <i>coups de soleil</i> equally with <i>coups +d'épée</i>. There is a kind of leathern helmet in the Prussian +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_120" id="Page_120">120</a></span> +service which is light, serviceable, and neat. Will +you try what you can do in the man-millinery line, and +send me a brace of good helmets? We don't want ornament; +in fact, the plainer the better, as we should always +wear a turban over them, but strong, and light as a hat. +I have no doubt your taste will be approved. I hope this +wont be a bore to you, but one's head wants protecting in +these stormy days. +</p> +</div> + +<p>The helmets on their arrival were pronounced +"maddening." This was the first of a series of +commissions connected with the clothing and +arming of the Guide Corps, which was left mainly, +if not entirely, in my brother's hands, and was +a matter of much interest to him. The color +selected for their uniform was "drab," as most +likely to make them invisible in a land of dust. +Even a member of the Society of Friends could +scarcely have objected to send out drab clothing +for 900 men, but to this succeeded directions to +select the pattern of, and send out, 300 rifle carbines, +which seemed scarcely a clerical business. +The result, however, was satisfactory, and in the +following year my brother wrote:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +Many thanks for the trouble you have taken about the +clothing for the Guides. Sir C. Napier says they are +the only properly dressed light troops he has seen in +India. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_121" id="Page_121">121</a></span></p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left45"> +<span class="smcap">Camp, Deenanuggur</span>, <i>June 5th, 1848</i>. +</p> + +<p>You will hardly have been prepared to hear that I am +once more on the move, rushing about the country, despite +climate, heat, and rumors (the most alarming).</p> + +<p>I wrote last the day after our successful capture of the +conspirators, whom I had the satisfaction of seeing hung +three days later. I then tried a slight fever as a variety +for two days; and on the 14th started to "bag" the +Ranee in her abode beyond the Ravee, she having been +convicted of complicity in the designs of the conspirators. +Lumsden and myself were deputed by the Resident to +call on her, and intimate that her presence was urgently +required. A detachment was ordered out to support us, +in case any resistance should be offered. Fortunately it +was not required, as the Ranee complied at once with our +"polite" request to come along with us. Instead of being +taken to Lahore, as she expected, we carried her off +to Kana Kutch, on the Ferozepoor road, where a party +of Wheeler's Irregulars had been sent to receive her. It +was very hard work—a long night march to the fort, +and a fourteen hours' ride across to Kana Kutch, whence +I had two hours' gallop into Lahore to report progress, +making sixteen hours in the saddle, in May, when the +nights are hot. On the next Sunday night I was off +again, to try and seize or disperse a party of horse and +foot collected by a would-be holy man, Maharaja Singh, +said to amount to four or five hundred. I made a tremendous +march round by Umritsur, Byrowal-Ghat, on +the Beas, and up that river's bank to Mokeria, in the +Jullundur Doâb, whence I was prepared to cross during +the night with a party of cavalry, and attack the rascals +unawares. Everything succeeded admirably up to the +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_122" id="Page_122">122</a></span> +last, when I found that he had received notice from a +rogue of a native magistrate that there would be attempts +made to seize him, when he fairly bolted across the Ravee, +and is now infesting the Doâb between that river and the +Chenab. I have scoured this part of the country (which +my late surveys enabled me to traverse with perfect ease) +got possession of every boat on the Ravee from Lahore +to the Hills, placed horsemen at every ferry, and been +bullying the people who supplied the Saint with provisions +and arms. I have a regiment of Irregular Horse +(Skinner's) with me, and full powers to summon more, if +necessary, from the Jullundur Doâb. Meantime, a party +from Lahore are sweeping round to intercept the fellow, +who is getting strong by degrees; and I am going to +dash across at midnight with a handful of cavalry, and +see if I cannot beat up the country between this and +Wuzeerabad. I am very well, hard at work, and enjoying +the thing very much. I imagine this will be the sort +of life we shall lead about once a week till the Punjaub is +annexed. Every native official has fraternized with the +rebels he was ordered to catch. +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Lahore</span>, <i>July 5th, 1848</i>. +</p> + +<p>I wrote last from Deenanuggur, on the eve of crossing +the Ravee to look after the Gooroo, Maharaja Singh. I +remained in the Rechnab Doâb some days, hunting up +evidence and punishing transgressors.</p> + +<p>I was very fairly successful in obtaining information of +the extent of the conspiracy, which has been keeping the +whole country in a ferment these two months past. All +that has occurred is clearly traceable to the Ranee (now +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_123" id="Page_123">123</a></span> +happily deported) and her friends, and has been carried +out with a fearful amount of the blackest treachery and +baseness. There have been stirring events since I wrote +last. Twice within a fortnight has Herbert Edwardes +fought and defeated the Mooltan rebels in pitched battles, +and has succeeded, despite of treacherous foes and doubtful +friends, in driving them into the fort of Mooltan. His +success has been only less splendid than the energy and +courage which he has shown throughout, especially that +high moral courage which defies responsibility, risks, self-interest, +and all else, for the good of the State, and which, +if well directed, seems to command fortune and ensure +success. I have been longing to be with him, though +after my wonderfully narrow escape of being murdered +with poor Agnew at Mooltan, I may well be content to +leave my movements in other hands. I was summoned +into Lahore suddenly (as usual!) to take command of +the Guides and charge of Lumsden's duties for him, as he +had been sent down the river towards Bhawulpoor. I came +in the whole distance (one hundred miles), with bag and +baggage, in sixty hours, which, considering that one can't +travel at all by day, and not more than four miles an hour +by night, required a great amount of exertion and perseverance. +It is strange that the natives always knock up +sooner than we do on a march like this. The cavalry +were nine days on the road, and grumbled then! I know +few things more fatiguing than when exhausted by the +heat of the day, to have to mount at nightfall, and ride +slowly throughout the night, and for the two most disagreeable +hours of a tropical day, viz: those after sunrise. +One night, on which I was making a longer march than +usual, had a fearful effect on a European regiment moving +upon Ferozepoor, the same hot night-wind, which had +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_124" id="Page_124">124</a></span> +completely prostrated me for the time, fell upon the men +as they halted at a well to drink; they were fairly beaten, +and lay down for a few minutes to <i>pant</i>. When they +arose to continue their march, a captain and nine or ten +men were left dead on the ground! It was the simoom +of Africa in miniature. I have happily escaped fever or +sickness of any kind, and have nothing to complain of +but excessive weakness. Quinine will, I trust, soon set +me up again. +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Lahore</span>, <i>Sept. 3d, 1848</i>. +</p> + +<p>We have had stirring times lately, though I personally +have had little share in them. Mooltan is at last invested, +and we expect daily to hear of its fall. Meanwhile, a +new outbreak has occurred in Huzàra, a wild hilly region +on the left bank of the Indus, above Attok, where one +of the powerful Sirdars has raised the standard of +revolt.</p> + +<p>I suppose I may say to you at so great a distance, what +I must not breathe here, that it is now morally certain +that we have only escaped, by what men call chance and +accidents, the effects of a general and well-organized conspiracy +against British supremacy in Upper India. Our +"ally" Gholab Singh, the creature of the treaty of 1848, +the hill tribes, the whole Punjaub, the chiefs of Rajpootana, +and the states round Umbâla and Kurnàl, and even +the King of Cabul, I believe, have been for months and +months securely plotting, without our having more than +the merest hints of local disturbances, against the supremacy +of the British Government. They were to unite +for one vast effort, and drive us back upon the Jumna. +This was to be again the boundary of British India. The +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_125" id="Page_125">125</a></span> +rising in Mooltan was to be the signal. All was prepared, +when a quarrel between Moolraj and the treacherous +khan, Singh Mán, who was sent to commence the war, +spoilt their whole scheme. The proud Rajpoot, Gholab +Singh, refused to follow in the wake of a Mooltan merchant, +and the merchant would not yield to the soldier. +We have seen the mere ebullitions of the storm, the bubbles +which float at the surface. I believe that now we +are safe from a general rising, and that the fall of Mooltan +will put a stop to mischief. If, however, our rulers +resort again to half measures, if a mutinous army is retained +in existence, the evil day will return again. Absolute +supremacy has been, I think, long demonstrated to +be our only safety among wild and treacherous races. +<i>Moderation</i>, in the modern sense, is the greatest of all +weakness. +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<i>Sept. 18th, 1848.</i> +</p> + +<p>You will have seen that our troops have been hard at +it in Mooltan, and now I have to tell you that it has all +been in vain; Rajah Shere Singh, and the whole of our +worthy Sikh allies, have joined the rebel Moolraj, and +General Whish has been compelled to raise the siege and +retire.</p> + +<p>I have just dispatched every available Guide to try +and get quietly into the far-famed fort of Govindghur, +and hope in a few hours to hear of their success. They +have forty friends inside, and only a few score wavering +enemies. I have not a moment which I can call my own, +and have put off this (which is merely an assurance that +I am alive and very well) to the last moment, so as to +give you the latest tidings. I am all agog at the prospect +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_126" id="Page_126">126</a></span> +of stirring times, and the only single drawback is the fear +that you all will be very anxious. I shall not, however, +run my head unnecessarily into a scrape, and see no cause +for your frightening yourselves.</p> + +<p>One comfort is, that the farce of native government +has been played out. It was an experiment honestly +tried, and as honestly a failure. +</p> +</div> + +<p>A few days later he says:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +My Guides have covered themselves with glory (and +dust) by the way in which they got into, and got possession +of, the famed fort of Govindghur. A hundred of +my men, under a native officer—a fine lad of about +twenty, whom I have petted a good deal—went up +quietly to the gates, on pretence of escorting four State +prisoners, (whom I had put in irons for the occasion,) +were allowed to get in, and then threw up their caps, and +took possession of the gateway, despite the scowls, and +threats, and all but open resistance of the Sikh garrison. +A day afterwards a regiment marched from Lahore, and +went into garrison there, and so Runjeet Singh's treasure-fort +is fairly in our hands. +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"><i>Nov. 1st, 1848.</i></p> + +<p>I left Lahore—but stay, I must get there first. Well, +I wrote from Ramnuggur, on the Chenab, last; whence, +after a fruitless <i>séjour</i> of six days, in the vain hope of +meeting Mrs. George Lawrence, I returned suddenly to +Lahore by an order which reached me the evening of the +5th. I started at sunset, and pushing my way on various +borrowed steeds across that dreary region during the +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_127" id="Page_127">127</a></span> +night, accompanied by a single camel-rider, I reached +Lahore, a distance of seventy miles, by nine the following +morning.</p> + +<p>On the 8th I was off again at daybreak on a longer +journey still, having to cross the country to Brigadier +Wheeler's camp in the Jullundur Doâb, to convey orders +to him relative to the reduction of two rebellious forts in +the Doâb, between the Ravee and Beas. A "grind" of +some twenty-six hours on <i>camel-back</i>, with the necessary +stoppages, took me to the camp, whence (because I had +not had enough) I recrossed the Beas the same night, +after examining and reporting on the state of the ferries +by which the troops were to follow me. This time I was +escorted by a troop of Irregular Horse, and being thereby, +according to <i>my</i> estimation of Sikh prowess, rendered tolerably +independent, I marched the next morning for the +fort of Rungur Nuggul, some fourteen miles from the +right bank of the Beas.</p> + +<p>On approaching it, and the village which covered one +side of it, I was welcomed by a discharge of matchlocks, +&c., as a sort of bravado, which served to point out exactly +the range of my friends' pieces. I lost no time +in getting the horsemen into a secure position (which +means, one equally good for fighting or running away), +and advanced under shelter of the trees and sugar-canes +to within easy distance of the fort. Hence I dispatched +a message to the rebels, to say that if they did not come +to reason within an hour, they should have no choice but +that between cold steel or the gallows. The hour elapsed +without result, so mentally consigning the garrison to annihilation, +I set to work to reconnoitre the ground round +the fort. This accomplished—with no further interruption +than a shower of unpleasant bullets when I ventured +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_128" id="Page_128">128</a></span> +too near—I sat down, and drew a little pencil plan of +the ground and fort, dispatched a trooper with it to the +Brigadier, and then retired to a little village about a mile +off for the night. Another day and night passed in this +precarious fashion, without (as is my usual fate), servants, +clothes, or traps, until at length my own men (Guides) +arrived from Lahore with my baggage and horses. I +could now muster a hundred rifles, and eighty horsemen, +so we set to work to <i>invest the place</i>, being the only way +to render the escape of the rebels difficult or impossible. +The fort, though very small, was immensely strong, and +well garrisoned with desperadoes, and we had sharp work +of it during the two nights and day which elapsed before +the Brigadier<a name="FNanchor_7" id="FNanchor_7" href="#Footnote_7" class="fnanchor">[7]</a> appeared with his troops. By keeping +my men scattered about in parties, under cover, the superiority +of their weapons enabled them to gall the defenders +of the fort whenever they showed their heads, day or +night; and whenever they made a sally they got driven +back with the loss of one or two of their companions. At +last the Brigadier appeared, pounded the place with his +guns during the day, and let the garrison escape at night. +Then came the bore of destroying the empty fort, a work +which consumed a week of incessant labor, and forty-one +mines loaded with an aggregate of 8,000 pounds of powder. +Having destroyed house, fort, stables, and everything, +and removed the grain and property, we at length +moved on to a second fort, called "Morara," about a mile +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_129" id="Page_129">129</a></span> +from the left bank of the Ravee, near this place. I cannot +now go into details of the second failure of the Brigadier +in attempting to punish the rebels, for they bolted +before he fired a shot, nor of my attempts to prevent their +escape. I have had loads of work, what with soldiering, +providing supplies for the force, and all the multifarious +duties which come on the shoulders of a "political" out +here. I am quite well, and the weather is lovely, so +work is easy comparatively, and an active life like this is, +as you know, my particular weakness. I hope to cross +the Ravee in a few days with the troops collecting to punish +the rebel (or patriot) Sikh army. We want Sir C. +Napier sadly. What with the incapacity shown at Mooltan, +and the dilatory proceedings at head-quarters, our +reputation is suffering cruelly, and every one knows that +that is a stain only to be dyed out in blood. Every +week's delay adds thousands to our present foes and +future victims. +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<p class="center"><i>To his Sister.</i></p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left55"> +<span class="smcap">Deenanuggur</span>, <i>Dec. 4th, 1848</i>. +</p> + +<p>You must not suppose that because I have written +twice from this place that therefore I have been here all +the time. On the contrary, I have been incessantly on +the move. So much so as to have pretty nearly established +a claim to the medal for discovering perpetual motion. +I have been moving in an orbit whose gyrations +have been confined to a space bounded by the Chenab +and the Beas, and a line drawn E. and W. through Umritsur +and Lahore. Nearly the whole of this vast "<i>track</i>" +of country has been under my sole charge. I have had +also to feed an army daily of 3,000 odd fighting men, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_130" id="Page_130">130</a></span> +2,000 odd horses, and 14,000 to 15,000 camp followers. +Also to take care of and work my Guides; to point out +the haunts and obtain information of the strength of "the +enemy," and give him over to the tender mercies of fire +and sword; <i>item</i>, to fight him personally; <i>item</i>, to destroy +six forts, and sell by auction the property therein found; +<i>item</i>, to be civil to all comers; <i>item</i>, to report all the said +doings daily to Government; <i>item</i>, to march ten to +twenty miles a day at a slow pace; <i>item</i>, to eat, drink, +dress, and sleep, to rest one's self from all these labors. In +the above compendious epitome of the work of that much-abused +and ill-used class called "politicals" in India, you +will, I trust, observe no vacant places or "hiati" in which +you would expect to see inscribed, "<i>item</i>, to write to one's +friends." No; one is a white slave, and no mistake; day +and night, early or late, week-day or Sunday, one is the +slave of the public, or rather of the Government, to a +degree which cannot be credited until it is experienced. +The departure of Brigadier Wheeler across the Beas, +and therefore out of my beat, has made a slight break in +the work, but there is still more than I can get through +in the day. I am grinding my teeth all the time at being +kept away from the scene of what must be the grand +struggle between the cow-killers and cow-worshippers on +the banks of the Chenab.</p> + +<p>On the 8th of last month I marched hence to overtake +Brigadier Wheeler and his troops, and accompany them +across the Ravee. On reaching the river, I represented to +the Brigadier "who of course does not know friend from +foe until he is told," the urgent necessity of attacking +a party of insurgents who were within fourteen miles of +us, but could not persuade him to do so. The old gentleman +was intent on pushing on to the main army, flattering +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_131" id="Page_131">131</a></span> +himself he was going to command a division of it. +When within twenty-five or thirty miles of the head-quarter +camp at Ramnuggur, I rode over to Lahore, and +talked to Sir F. Currie, who was just dispatching an express +to me about these very people we had left unattacked +two days before. He sent me off there and then +to see the Commander-in-Chief, who was very polite; +asked my opinion "and acted on it too!"; told me all his +plans for carrying on the war; and on my telling him the +facts of the case, sent an order to the Brigadier to retrace +his steps, and attack the party he had passed by at +once, with something very like a rap over the knuckles. +After a delay of some days, caused by a sudden counter +summons to move to reinforce Campbell,<a name="FNanchor_8" id="FNanchor_8" href="#Footnote_8" class="fnanchor">[8]</a> who was +vainly expecting that the Singhs would fight, we at +length turned back for Kulállwála, the name of the fort +occupied by my friends. We got within twenty-five +miles of it on the 20th, and I urged the Brigadier to +move on like lightning, and crush them. He would not, +and began to make short marches, so I was compelled to +out-manœuvre him by a bold stroke. On the morning +of the 21st I left his camp, and pushed on some ten +miles to a place on the straight road for Kulállwála. +Here was a fort belonging to a doubtful Sirdar, and I +determined to get possession of it if possible. I had with +me only 100 men, and the enemy was only eight miles +off with 4,000—rabble, to be sure, and fellows who have +no heart for fighting; but the odds were great, and it +was necessary to put a bold face on matters. I therefore +"boned" the Chief's two confidential servants, who were +in his dwelling-house outside the fort, and taking one on +each side of me, walked up to the gateway, and demanded +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_132" id="Page_132">132</a></span> +admission; they hesitated, and made excuses. I +significantly hinted that my two companions should be +responsible if a shot was fired; the stout Sikh heart +failed, and I was admitted. My proceeding was justified, +and rendered most opportune by the discovery that +the garrison were preparing munitions of war, mounting +guns, and looking saucy. I turned them out by the +same means as I had gained admittance, viz: by hinting +that if any resistance was made the headmen by my side +were doomed. Putting in sixteen of my Guides to hold +it until further orders, I took up my quarters outside for +the night, and prepared to attack another small mud fort +near at hand in the morning.</p> + +<p>However, my friends ran away in the night in a fright, +and thus I had opened the road to Kulállwála without +firing a shot. In the morning I marched with my little +party towards the enemy, sending back a messenger to +the Brigadier to say that I was close to the place, and +that if he did not come on sharp they would run away or +overwhelm me. He was dreadfully angry, but came on +like a good boy! When within a mile or so of the fort, +I halted my party to allow his column to get up nearer, +and as soon as I could see it, moved on quietly. The +<i>ruse</i> told to perfection: thinking they had only 100 men +and myself to deal with, the Sikhs advanced in strength, +thirty to one, to meet me, with colors flying and drums +beating. Just then a breeze sprung up, the dust blew +aside, and the long line of horsemen coming on rapidly +behind my party burst upon their senses. They turned +instantly, and made for the fort, so leaving my men to +advance quietly after them, I galloped up to the Brigadier, +pointed out the flying Sikhs, explained their position, +and begged him to charge them. He melted from +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_133" id="Page_133">133</a></span> +his wrath, and told two regiments of Irregulars to follow +my guidance. On we went at the gallop, cut in amongst +the fugitives, and punished them fearfully. The unfortunate +wretches had cause to rue the day they turned rebels, +for we left them thickly on the ground as we swept +along. I had never charged with cavalry before, or come +so directly into hand to hand conflict with the Sikh, save +of course in the trenches at Sobraon. About 300 to 400 +escaped into the fort, while the remainder threw down +their arms and dispersed over the country. The garrison +ran away during the night, unfortunately, and we had +only to take peaceful possession in the morning. We +had killed some 250 to 300 of them, which will be a lesson +to them, I hope. My men got into the village contiguous +to the fort early, while we pitched into those of the +enemy who remained behind, to a great extent. Since +then we have been pursuing other parties, but only came +into collision with them to a very trifling extent once. +They had learnt how to run away beautifully. The Brigadier +has grown quite active, and <i>very fond of me</i> since +that day at Kulállwála, though he had the wit to see how +very "brown I had done him" by making him march +two marches in one.<a name="FNanchor_9" id="FNanchor_9" href="#Footnote_9" class="fnanchor">[9]</a> +</p> +</div> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_134" id="Page_134">134</a></span></p> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<i>Jan. 1849.</i> +</p> + +<p>I have just completed the first series of my duties in +this Doâb, by driving the last party of the insurgents +across the Chenab.</p> + +<p>As soon as I had settled matters a little at Deenanuggur, +and made some arrangements to prevent further +troubles if possible, I crossed the Ravee again, and got +upon the track of the rebel party who had given us so +much trouble. On the 15th, I heard that a large party +had collected at a village called Gumrolah (near Dufferwal), +but they had so many spies in my camp, that it was +difficult to avoid their ken; at the same time their tendency +to run away made a surprise the only feasible +mode of reaching them. We therefore turned in as usual +at night, but soon after midnight I aroused my men, and +got them under arms and off before any one was aware +of our move. I had with me one hundred of my Guides +and fifteen sowars.</p> + +<p>We marched quietly but swiftly, all night, and came +upon the insurgents just at daybreak. I had ridden +forward about half a mile, with a couple of sowars, to +reconnoitre, and got unobserved within 250 yards of the +insurgents, numbering at least 150 horse and foot.</p> + +<p>They looked at me, and hesitated whether to come at +me or not, apparently, while I beckoned to the remaining +sowars to come up. I was in great hopes that they would +have waited for ten minutes, by which time my men +would have been up, with their rifles, and we should have +given a good account of them. However, before five +minutes had elapsed, they moved off sulkily like a herd +of frightened deer, half alarmed, half in doubt. I saw +at once that there was but one chance left, and determined +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_135" id="Page_135">135</a></span> +to go at them as I was,—though 15 to 150 is an +imprudent attempt.</p> + +<p>The instant we were in motion they fled, and had gone +half a mile before we could overtake them; the mounted +men got off, but a party of Akhalees<a name="FNanchor_10" id="FNanchor_10" href="#Footnote_10" class="fnanchor">[10]</a> on foot stopped +and fought us, in some instances very fiercely. One fine +bold "Nihung" beat off four sowars one after another, +and kept them all at bay. I then went at him myself, +fearing that he would kill one of them. He instantly +rushed to meet me like a tiger, closed with me, yelling, +"Wah Gooroo ji," and accompanying each shout with a +terrific blow of his tulwar. I guarded the three or four +first, but he pressed so closely to my horse's rein that I +could not get a fair cut in return. At length I pressed +in my turn upon him so sharply that he missed his blow, +and I caught his tulwar backhanded with my bridle hand, +wrenched it from him, and cut him down with the right, +having received no further injury than a severe cut across +the fingers; I never beheld such desperation and fury in +my life. It was not <i>human</i> scarcely. By this time the +rest of the party had gone a long way, and as we had +already pursued farther than was prudent, where the +spectators even were armed, and awaiting the result, I +was obliged to halt, not without a growl at General +Wheeler for having left me without any men. We had +killed one more than our own number, however, and five +more were so severely wounded that they were removed +on "charpoys." +</p> +</div> + +<p>I insert here a portion of Sir F. Currie's despatch +to the Governor-General with reference to +this affair, with the Governor-General's reply. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_136" id="Page_136">136</a></span></p> + +<p>They will show the high opinion entertained at +the time of my brother's services by his superiors.</p> + +<p class="left55 p2"> +"<span class="smcap">Lahore Presidency</span>, <i>Jan. 6th, 1849</i>. +</p> + +<p>"The affair at Buddee Pind was a most gallant +one,—far more so than Lieutenant Hodson's +modest statement in his letter would lead +me to suppose. I have accounts from parties +who were eye-witnesses to the personal gallantry +and energy of Lieutenant Hodson, by whose +hand, in single conflict, the Akhalee, mentioned +in paragraph 5, fell, after he had beaten off four +horsemen of the 15th Native Cavalry, and to +whose bold activity and indefatigable exertions, +and the admirable arrangements made by him, +with the small means at his disposal, the successful +issue of this expedition is to be attributed." +</p> + +<p>To this his Lordship replied as follows, through +his secretary.</p> + +<p class="center p2"> +<i>From the</i> <span class="smcap">Secretary to Government</span> <i>to</i> <span class="smcap">Sir F. Currie, Bart.</span></p> + +<p class="left65"> +"<i>Jan. 14th, 1849.</i></p> + +<p>"I am directed to request that you will convey +to Lieutenant Hodson the strong expression of +the Governor-General's satisfaction with his conduct, +and with the mode in which he discharges +whatever duty is intrusted to him. The Governor-General +has had frequent occasions of noticing +the activity, energy, and intelligence of his +proceedings, and he has added to the exercise of +the same qualities on this occasion an exhibition +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_137" id="Page_137">137</a></span> +of personal gallantry which the Governor-General +has much pleasure in recording and applauding, +although Lieutenant Hodson has modestly refrained +from bringing it to notice himself. The +Governor-General offers to Lieutenant Hodson +his best thanks for these services.</p> + +<p class="left45"> +(Signed)<br /> +"<span class="smcap">H. M. Elliott</span>,</p> + +<p class="left45">"<i>Secretary to the Government of India +with the Governor-General</i>." +</p> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left45"> +<span class="smcap">Camp under the Hills on the Ravee</span>,<br /> +<i>Jan. 18th, 1849</i>. +</p> + +<p>... A few days afterwards, Lumsden having joined me +with our mounted men, we surprised and cut to pieces +another party of rebels, for which we have again been +thanked by Government. Since then I have been with +Brigadier-General Wheeler's force again, employed in +hunting after one Ram Singh and his followers, and have +been day and night at work,—examining the hills and +rivers, trying fords, leading columns, and doing all the +multifarious duties thrust on that unhappy combination +of hard work, a "Guide" and "Political" in one. +Ram Singh's position was stormed on the 16th, and I had +been chosen to lead one of the principal columns of +attack; but we had to march by a circuitous route across +the hills, darkness came on, accompanied by dreadful +rain, the rivers rose and were impassable, and after +twenty-four hours of the most trying work I ever experienced, +in which cold, hunger, and wet were our enemies, +we succeeded in reaching our ground just in time to be +too late; however, I had done all that human nature +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_138" id="Page_138">138</a></span> +could effect under the circumstances, and one cannot +always be successful. Two poor fellows, one a nephew +of Sir R. Peel's, were killed; otherwise the loss was +trifling on our side.<a name="FNanchor_11" id="FNanchor_11" href="#Footnote_11" class="fnanchor">[11]</a></p> + +<p>We have just received intelligence of another great +fight between the army under Lord Gough and the +Sikhs,<a name="FNanchor_12" id="FNanchor_12" href="#Footnote_12" class="fnanchor">[12]</a> in which the latter, though beaten, seem to have +had every advantage given away to them. Our loss has +been severe, and the mismanagement very disgraceful, yet +it will be called a victory and lauded accordingly. Oh +for one month of Sir Charles Napier! +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left55"> +<span class="smcap">Deenanuggur</span>, <i>Feb. 4th, 1849</i>. +</p> + +<p>I had one of my narrowest escapes two days ago: I went +into Lahore for a few days to see Sir H. Lawrence (who +is again the Resident), and laid relays of horses along the +road to this place, so as to ride in at once. I left Lahore +on the morning of the 31st, and stopping at Umritsur to +breakfast, reached my camp at nightfall, having ridden +one hundred miles in ten hours and a half. A party of +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_139" id="Page_139">139</a></span> +Sikhs had collected at a village by the roadside to attack +me and "polish" me off, but not calculating upon the +rapidity of my movements, did not expect me until the +morning. I am sorry to say that they surrounded my +horses which were coming on quietly in the morning, +asked for me, and finding I had escaped, stole my best +horse (a valuable Arab, who had carried me in three +fights), and bolted, not, however, without resistance, for +two horsemen (Guides) of mine who were with the horse +tried to save it. One got four wounds and the other escaped +unhurt. Had I ridden like any other Christian +instead of like a spectre horseman, and been the usual +time on the road, I should have been "a body." We +gave chase from hence as soon as we heard, and rode for +eleven hours and a half in pursuit! which was pretty +well after a hundred miles' ride the day before.</p> + +<div class="poem"> +<p>But my horse it is another's,</p> +<p>And it never can be mine!</p> +</div> + +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left45"> +<span class="smcap">Camp, Wuzeerabad</span>, <i>Feb. 19th, 1849</i>. +</p> + +<p>I have at length reached the "army of the Punjaub," +almost by accident, as it were, though I was most anxious +to be present at the final grand struggle between the +Khalsa and the British armies. I am at present with +my men, attached to a brigade encamped on this (the +left) bank of the Chenab, to prevent the enemy crossing +until Lord Gough is ready to attack them on the right +bank, where he is now encamped with his whole force +minus our brigade. The Sikhs quietly walked away +from him the other day, and instead of having their +backs to the Jhelum, passed round his flank, and made +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_140" id="Page_140">140</a></span> +steadily for this place, intending, boldly enough, to march +upon Lahore. I came across the Doâb with a handful +of men, and reached this place just as they took up a +position on the opposite bank of the river. At the same +moment a brigade arrived by a forced night-march from +Ramnuggur, and, for the present, the Sikhs have been +<i>sold</i>. Yet I should not be surprised at their evading us +again, and going off to a higher ford. The game is getting +very exciting, and I am quite enjoying the stir and +bustle of two large armies in the field. The grand finale +must, one would think, come off in a day or two. It is +possible however that, as I say, the Sikhs may out-manœuvre +us and prolong the campaign. The Affghans +have joined the Sikhs, contrary to the expectations of +every one (but myself), and there is now no saying where +the struggle will end.</p> + +<p>The Affghans are contemptible <i>in the plains</i>, generally +speaking; but numbers become formidable, even if armed +with broomsticks. +</p> +</div> + +<p>This was written two days before the decisive +engagement of Goojerat, at which he was present, +attached to the personal staff of the Commander-in-Chief. +His letter, giving an account of the +action, was unfortunately lost, but I subjoin a +despatch from the Commander-in-Chief to the +Governor-General:—</p> + +<p class="left45 p2"> +"<span class="smcap">Camp, Kullala</span>, <i>March 15th, 1849</i>. +</p> + +<p>"On the re-perusal of my despatch relative to +the operations of February 21st at Goojerat, I regret +to find that I omitted to mention the names +of Lieutenants Lumsden and Hodson of the +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_141" id="Page_141">141</a></span> +corps of Guides, and Lieutenant Lake of the +Engineers, attached to the Political Department. +These officers were most active in conveying +orders throughout the action, and I now beg to +bring their names to the favorable notice of your +Lordship." +</p> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_142" id="Page_142"></a></span></p> + +<h2 class="p6">CHAPTER V.</h2> + +<p class="ch_summ"> +ANNEXATION OF PUNJAUB.—INCREASE OF CORPS OF +GUIDES AT PESHAWUR.—TRANSFER TO CIVIL DEPARTMENT +AS ASSISTANT COMMISSIONER.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<i>April 17th, 1849.</i> +</p> + +<p>You will have heard of the great events of the last +month; how on the 26th March, the Punjaub became +"forever" a British Province, governed by a Triumvirate; +and how the Koh-i-noor was appropriated as a +present to the Queen,—and all the rest of it; you may +imagine the turmoil and unrest of this eventful time; but +I defy you to imagine the confusion of the process which +converts a wild native kingdom into a police-ridden and +civilian-governed country.</p> + +<p>I had anticipated and wished for this measure. I did +not, however, expect that it would be carried out so suddenly +and so sweepingly as it has been....</p> + +<p>I have been <i>annexed</i> as well as the Punjaub! my "occupation's +gone," and although efforts have been and are +making for my restoration to "the department," yet at +present I am shelved. I shall know more next month. +Meanwhile, I am off with the new Commissioner to instruct +him in the details of his province, which I had +governed and <i>won</i> from the rebels during the last six +months, but in which I am not now accounted worthy to +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_143" id="Page_143">143</a></span> +be a humble assistant. There's fame! Well, something +will turn up, I suppose. I hope to remain here, however, +under the Commissioner, for a time, that I may get acquainted +with this wonderful civil system. It is as well +to know how the mill works.</p> + +<p>I got quite fond of Lord Gough. I was his guest at +Lahore for a month, and his noble character and fire +made one condone his mistakes.</p> + +<p>We are now on the "<i>qui vive</i>" for his successor. I +long for Sir C. Napier, but the Court of Directors seem +determined to hold out.</p> + +<p>The Guides are at Peshawur, where I shall probably +join them. +</p> +</div> + +<p>Lieutenant Hodson's descent in position, upon +the annexation of the Punjaub, was, perhaps, unavoidable, +though it was very natural that he +should feel it. So soon as the country was placed +under the government of the East India Company, +the regulations of the service with regard +to seniority of course took effect, and it was not +to be expected that a subaltern of less than five +years' standing should be continued in so important +a charge, however well qualified he might +have proved himself for it in the most trying +times. His position altogether had been a peculiar +and exceptional one.</p> + +<p>We shall see, however, that his disappointment +did not prevent his throwing himself with his +usual energy into whatever duties were assigned +to him. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_144" id="Page_144">144</a></span></p> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<p class="center"><i>To his Brother.</i></p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Peshawur</span>, <i>May 14th, 1849</i>. +</p> + +<p>My stay here is very uncertain. I merely came to +settle affairs with Lumsden relative to the increase of +the Guides. Meantime, I have been much interested +with my first visit to this Affghan province and to the +Indus. You will see at once that though it gives us a +very strong military frontier, only passable to armies in +half a dozen points, and therefore infinitely less difficult +to hold than a long line of river, which is ever "a silent +highway for nations," yet at the same time we have once +more established a footing in Affghanistan from which +there is no receding, as we did when we went as allies +to the puppet Shah Soojah. Our next stride must be to +Herât, I fancy; <i>when</i> the day will come no man can say, +but "the uncontrollable principle," which, according to +Sir R. Peel, took us there before, will not be the less active +in its operation now that we have no longer the court +and camp of Runjeet Singh between us and these wild +tribes. It is to be hoped that "the uncontrollable principle" +will not appear so very like an <i>un</i>controllable want +of it as it did in days gone by! However, go we must, +and shall <i>some</i> day,—so hurrah for Cabul!</p> + +<p>I wish you would hit upon some plan for keeping me +more "au fait" with the events of your home world. +My time has been occupied so constantly since I came to +India, that, though I may have made some progress in +the knowledge of <i>men</i>, I have made but little in that of +<i>books</i>. We are sadly off for military works in English, +and few sciences require more study than the art of war. +You might get me a list of good works from the "United +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_145" id="Page_145">145</a></span> +Service Institution" at Charing Cross. I want the best +edition of Cæsar procurable; also Xenophon and Arrian. +I fancy the last has been very well edited. +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Peshawur</span>, <i>June 8th, 1849</i>. +</p> + +<p>This is the first time I have written to you from +Affghanistan. Who shall say whence my letters may be +directed within a few months. Are we to advance on +Cabul and Candahar, and plant the Union Jack once +more on the towers of Ghuznee? or are we to lie peacefully +slumbering on the banks of the Indus? Are our +conquests at an end? or will it be said of Lord Dalhousie—</p> + +<div class="poem"> +<p>Ultra et Garamantas et Indos</p> +<p>Proferet imperium?</p> +</div> + +<p>My own belief is, that I shall live to see both the places +I have mentioned, and Herât, occupied by British troops; +at least, I hope so.</p> + +<p>I think I told you how it had pleased the Governor-General +to reward "my distinguished services," toils, +troubles, and dangers, by kicking me out of the coach +altogether. Did I not? Well, after that close to my +civil duties, after having "initiated" the new Commissioner +into his duties, I was sent up hither to augment +recruits and train the Guides. And now daily, morning +and evening, I may be seen standing on one leg to convince +their Affghan mind of the plausibility and elegance +of the goose step. I am quite a sergeant-major just now, +and you will well believe that your wandering brother is +sufficiently cosmopolized to drop with a certain "aplomb" +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_146" id="Page_146">146</a></span> +into any line of life which may turn up in the course +of his career. I was always fond of "soldiering," and +there is a species of absurdity in dropping from the +minister of a province into a drill-sergeant, which is +enlivening. By the next mail I may have to report my +transformation into some new animal. So "vive la +gloire." +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Peshawur</span>, <i>July 19th, 1849</i>. +</p> + +<p>I hope that you got my letter about sending me books. +There is a remarkable dearth of them here just now. +You know it was a flying column which came on here +after Goojerat, composed of regiments hurried up to the +field from Bombay, Scinde, and Hindostan. They came in +light marching order. Books are not a part of that style +of equipment. Suddenly a Government order consigned +them to Peshawur, for seven months at least,—10,000 +men, with an unusually large number of Europeans and +officers, <i>and no books</i>! Pleasant during the confinement +caused by the hot season. I was better off, because, being +a nomad by profession, I carry a few books as a part +even of the lightest equipment, but I have read them all +till I am tired, except Shakspeare. <i>My</i> time is pretty +fully occupied, but there are dozens of regimental officers +who have not an hour's work in two days, and I do pity +them from my heart. Then of course there are no ladies +here, and consequently no society, or <i>réunions</i>, (as they +are called when people <i>live</i> together,) and people are +pitched headlong on to their own resources, and find them +very <i>hard falling indeed</i>! I have nothing personal to +tell you, except that when the last mail went out I was in +bed with a sharp attack of fever, which left me without +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_147" id="Page_147">147</a></span> +strength, flesh, or appetite,—a regular blazing eastern +fever, the sort of thing which burns so fast, that if it don't +stop quickly, it burns you well down into the socket, +and leaves you there without strength to splutter or +flicker, and you go out without the satisfaction of a last +flare-up at expiring. I am thankful to say I am well +again now, and picking up strength fast.</p> + +<p>They are increasing our corps of Guides to 1,000 men, +so that I shall have enough on my hands, especially as +our Commandant leaves almost everything to me. Sir H. +Lawrence writes from Simla that I am to be appointed +an Assistant Commissioner under the new Board of Administration. +I was the only one of the late Assistants +to the Resident who was not included at first in the new +<i>régime</i>. +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Lahore</span>, <i>Sept. 3d, 1849</i>. +</p> + +<p>On my arrival here I found your note of 18th June. +You may imagine how wild I was with pleasure at +seeing your handwriting again, as I had been deeply +anxious since the arrival of my father's and George's +letters of the 4th June. These brought me the first +tidings of our darling's death. Happily I saw no newspaper +by that mail, and the black edges first startled me +from the belief that you were all well and happy. The +blow was a bitter one indeed, and its utter suddenness +was appalling. Indeed, the prevailing impression on my +mind for days was simple unbelief of the reality of that +sweet child's actual death. I have been so long <i>alone</i>,—home +has been for so long a time more a pleasant dream +than a reality,—I have been for so many a weary day, +as it were, dead to you all, and the sense of separation has +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_148" id="Page_148">148</a></span> +grown so completely into one's being, that I find it difficult +to separate that which it is possible to see again from +that which is impossible. Thus it seems to me incredible +that any greater barrier can sever me from this darling +child than that ever-present one which divides me from +all of you. Can you understand this? I know it to be +a delusion, and yet I cannot shake it off. Yet 'tis a +good delusion in one way. It deadens the sense of grief +which the full realization of her death would overwhelm +me with.</p> + +<p>I have been unfortunate again, and had a second sharp +attack of fever since my arrival. I am about again, but +not able to work. Sir H. Lawrence is very unwell; I +fear that his constitution is utterly broken down, and that +he will either have to go away from India for two years +or more, or that another hot season will kill him. He is +ten years older in every respect than he was during our +Cashmere trip in 1846. This is a hard, wearing, dry +climate, which, though preferable to Hindostan, is destructive +to the weak and sickly. It is quite sad to feel how, +little by little, one's strength and muscle and energy fade, +and how one can perceive age creeping in upon one so +early. +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Lahore</span>, <i>Sept. 24th, 1849</i>. +</p> + +<p>You know that I have left the Guides (alas!) and have +been transformed into a complete civilian, doomed to pass +the rest of my career in the administrative and executive +duties of the Government of this last acquisition of the +English in India. To tell the truth, I had much rather +have remained with the Guides; a more independent, +and very far pleasanter life, and I think one that will in +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_149" id="Page_149">149</a></span> +the end be more distinguished. However, I was guided +by Mr. Thomason's and Sir H. Lawrence's advice, and +must take the consequences. It would be difficult to define +or explain the exact nature of my new calling, but +in brief, you will comprehend that in their respective districts +the Deputy Assistant Commissioners perform the +whole of the judicial, fiscal, and magisterial duties which +devolve upon the Government of a country in Europe, +with the addition of collecting from the cultivators and +landholders the rent of all lands under cultivation and +pasture, and the duties which in Europe devolve on an +owner of landed property. Police, jails, quarter-sessions, +committals to prison, jury, judge, excise, stamps, taxes, +roads, bridges, ferries, woods and forests, and finally rent! +think what these imply, and you will form some idea of +the employment of an official in the Punjaub under the +"Board of Administration." I have not yet dipped very +deep into this turbid stream of ever-recurring work, since +the great amount of arrears consequent on the break-up +of one Government, and the establishment of another, +including the paying-up and discharge of vast civil and +military establishments, have rendered it necessary to employ +any available head and pair of hands for some +months at head-quarters. The army has fallen to my +share, and I have to examine into the claims of innumerable +fine old hangers-on of the Lahore State to grants or +pensions, to record their rights, and report on them for +the decision of Government. Then there are upwards of +2,000 old women, wives and mothers of soldiers killed in +war, whom I have to see and pay the pittance decreed by +their masters. Lord Dalhousie, and his secretaries and +officials, are stern and hard taskmasters, and are not unworthily +represented by the new Board, the only merciful +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_150" id="Page_150">150</a></span> +member of which (Sir H. Lawrence) is left in a minority, +and is, moreover, too ill to do much.</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left45"> +<span class="smcap">Camp, Patankote</span>, <i>Jan. 21st, 1850</i>. +</p> + +<p>I at length got away from Lahore on the 7th. I had +been ordered merely to seek change of air, but Sir H. +Lawrence was starting on a long tour of inspection, and +offered me the option of accompanying him, and doing a +little work by the way, which I very much preferred; so +here we are, after visiting the sacred city of Umritsur, +and the scenes of my last year's adventures in Butala, +Deenanuggur, and Shahpoor, all between the Ravee and +Beas; and are now on our way to the mountain stations +of Kangra, &c. We then go to the westward again, and +I hope to see</p> + +<div class="poem"> +<p>Our coursers graze at ease,</p> +<p>Beyond the blue Borysthenes,</p> +</div> + +<p>as I have dubbed the Indus, ere we again return to civil +life, which does not suit my temperament or taste half as +well as this more nomad life. I am able to ride again, +though not quite with the same firmness, in the saddle as +of yore. I have no doubt, however, that ere we do see +the "Borysthenes," I shall be as "game" for a gallop of +one hundred miles on end, as I was last year at this season.</p> +</div> +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Umritsur</span>, <i>March 4th, 1850</i>. +</p> + +<p>I am at last in a fair way of being stationary for a time +at Umritsur, the sacred city of the Sikhs, and a creation +entirely of their genius. Lahore, as of course you know, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_151" id="Page_151">151</a></span> +was the old Mussulman capital, and was not built by the +Sikhs, though used by them as the seat of government +and head-quarters of the army. Umritsur is larger than +Lahore by a third or more of people, and half as much +again of space. It is five miles in circumference, very +strongly fortified, and covered by the fortress of Govindghur +on the west, and by a large fortified garden on the +north. I am Assistant Commissioner under the Deputy +Commissioner in charge of the district, Mr. Saunders, a +civilian, a very nice sort of fellow, with an exceedingly +pretty and nice wife. Mr. Montgomery is our Commissioner. +I like all I have seen of him very much indeed. +He is a very able man, and at the head of his service in +many respects. Lahore is only about thirty-five miles +hence,—quite within visiting distance in India.</p> + +<p>You must not talk of getting "acclimatized." There +is no way of becoming so but by avoiding the climate as +much as possible. I have had a bad time of it since I +left Peshawur, three and a half months almost entirely +on my back, which reduced me terribly. Then just as I +was getting well, the other day I had a fit of jaundice, +which has only just left me; altogether, in health and in +prospects I have come "down in my luck" to a considerable +extent; not that, <i>per se</i>, I ought, as a subaltern of +not quite five years' service, to grumble at my present +position, if I was now starting in the line for the first +time; but I can't forget that I came into the Punjaub two +years and a half ago, and have had no little of the "burden +and heat of the day" to bear, when to do so required +utter disregard of comfort and personal safety and of rest. +It is now two years since I was made an Assistant to the +Resident, and within a few months of that time I took +absolute charge of a tract of country (in a state of war, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_152" id="Page_152">152</a></span> +too) comprising three modern districts, in one of which I +am now playing third fiddle. Surely annexation was a +"heavy blow and a great discouragement" to me, at +least. In the military line, too, I have been equally unlucky, +from the fact of my services having been with detachments +instead of with the main army. I held my +ground (and cleared it of the enemy, too) for weeks, with +only 120 men at my back, and when every officer, from +General Wheeler downwards, entreated me to withdraw +and give it up; I fed 5,000 men and horses for six +months by personal and unremitting exertion; collected +the revenues of the disturbed districts, and paid 15,000<i>l.</i> +over and above, into the treasury, from the proceeds of +property taken from the rebels. Besides this, I worked +for General Wheeler so satisfactorily, that he has declared +publicly that he could have done nothing without me. So +much were the Sikhs enraged<a name="FNanchor_13" id="FNanchor_13" href="#Footnote_13" class="fnanchor">[13]</a> at my proceedings, that +party after party were sent to "<i>polish</i>" me off, and at one +time I couldn't stir about the country without having bullets +sent at my head from every bush and wall. However, +I need not go on with the catalogue, I have been +egotistical enough as it is. The "reward" for these services +was losing my civil appointment, and being reduced +to half pay or little more for three months, and the distinction +of being the only subaltern mentioned in despatches +for whom nothing has been done either "in +præsenti" or "in prospectu." "Had your name been +Hay or Ramsay," said General Wheeler to me the other +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_153" id="Page_153">153</a></span> +day, "no honors, no appointments, no distinctions would +have been considered too great to mark the services you +have rendered to Government." Well, we shall live to +see more wars, or I am sadly mistaken, and <i>then</i>—I +leave you to finish the sentence. +</p> +</div> + +<p> +Speaking of the system of the Indian army:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<i>March 18th, 1850.</i> +</p> + +<p>At the age at which officers become colonels and majors, +not one in fifty is able to stand the wear and tear +of Indian service. They become still more worn in mind +than in body. All elasticity is gone; all energy and enterprise +worn out; they become, after a fortnight's campaign, +a burden to themselves, an annoyance to those +under them, and a terror to every one but the enemy! +The officer who commanded the cavalry brigade which +so disgraced the service at Chillianwalla, was not able to +mount a horse without the assistance of two men. A +brigadier of infantry, under whom I served during the +three most critical days of the late war, could not see his +regiment when I led his horse by the bridle until its nose +touched the bayonets; and even then he said faintly, +"Pray which way are the men facing, Mr. Hodson?" +This is no exaggeration, I assure you. Can you wonder +that our troops have to recover by desperate fighting, and +with heavy loss, the advantages thrown away by the want +of heads and eyes to lead them?</p> + +<p>A seniority service, like that of the Company, is all +very well for poor men; better still for fools, for they +must rise equally with wise men; but for maintaining +the discipline and efficiency of the army in time of peace, +and hurling it on the enemy in war, there never was a +system which carried so many evils on its front and face. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_154" id="Page_154">154</a></span></p> + +<p>I speak strongly, you will say, for I feel acutely; +though I am so young a soldier, yet the whole of my +brief career has been spent in camps, and a year such as +the last, spent in almost constant strife, and a great part +of it on detached and independent command, teaches one +lessons which thirty years of peaceful life, of parades and +cantonments, would never impart.</p> + +<p>There are men of iron, like Napier and Radetzky, +aged men, whom nothing affects; but they are just in +sufficient numbers to prove the rule by establishing exceptions. +Depend upon it, that for the rough work of +war, especially in India, your leaders must be young to +be effective.</p> + +<p>If you <i>could</i> but see my beautiful rough and ready +boys, with their dirt colored clothes and swarthy faces, +lying in wait for a Sikh, I think it would amuse you not +a little. I must try and send you a picture of them. +Alas! I am no longer a "Guide," but only a big-wig, +administering justice, deciding disputes, imprisoning +thieves, and assisting to hang highwaymen, like any other +poor old, fat, respectable, humdrum justice of the peace +in Old England. +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Umritsur</span>, <i>April 5th, 1850</i>. +</p> + +<p>I quite agree with all you say about Arnold. His loss +was a national misfortune. Had he lived, he would have +produced an impression on men's minds whose effects +would have been felt for ages. As it is, the influence +which he did produce has been most lasting and striking +in its effects. It is felt even in India; I cannot say more +than <i>that</i>.</p> + +<p>You should come and live in India for five years if you +wished to feel (supposing you ever doubted it) the benefit +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_155" id="Page_155">155</a></span> +of our "established" forms of Christianity. Even the +outward signs and tokens of its profession—cathedrals, +churches, colleges, tombs, hospitals, almshouses—have, +I am now more than ever convinced, an influence on +men's minds and principles and actions which none but +those who have been removed from their influence for +years can feel or appreciate thoroughly. The more I +think of this, the more strongly I feel the effect of mere +external sights and sounds on the inner and better man. +Our Gothic buildings, our religious-looking churches, have, +I am sure, a more restraining and pacifying influence than +is generally believed by those who are habituated to them, +and have never felt the want of them. A few cathedrals +and venerable-looking edifices would do wonders in our +colonies. Here we have nothing physical to remind us +of any creed but Islamism and Hindooism. The comparative +purity of the Moslem's creed is shown admirably +in the superiority in taste and form of their places of +prayer. Christianity alone is thrust out of sight! A +barrack-room, a ball-room, a dining-room, perhaps a court +of justice, serve the purpose for which the "wisdom and +piety of our ancestors" constructed such noble and stately +temples; feeling, justly, that the human mind in its weakness +required to be called to the exercise of devotion by +the senses as well as by reason and will; that separation +from the ordinary scenes of every-day life, its cares, its +toils, its amusements, is necessary to train the feelings +and thoughts to that state in which religious impressions +are conveyed. I have not seen a church for three years +and more, nor heard the service of the Church read, save +at intervals, in a room in which, perhaps, the night before, +I had been crushed by a great dinner party, or worn out +by the bustle and turmoil of suitors. The building in +which one toils becomes intimately associated with the +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_156" id="Page_156">156</a></span> +toil itself. That in which one prays should at least have +some attribute to remind one of prayer. Human nature +shrinks for long from the thought of being buried in any +but consecrated ground; the certainty of lying dead some +day or other on a field of battle, or by a roadside, has, I +have remarked, the most strange effect on the soldier's +mind. Depend upon it the same feeling holds good with +regard to consecrated places of worship. You may think +this fanciful, but I am sure you would feel it more strongly +than I do, were you to live for a time in a country where +everything <i>but religion</i> has its living and existent memorials +and evidences.</p> + +<p>But to return to reality: I have just spent three days +in Sir Charles Napier's camp, it being my duty to accompany +him through such parts of the civil district as he +may have occasion to visit. He was most kind and cordial, +vastly amusing and interesting, and gave me even a +higher opinion of him than before. To be sure his language +and mode of expressing himself savor more of +the last than of this century,—of the camp than of the +court; but barring these eccentricities, he is a wonderful +man; his heart is as thoroughly in his work, and he takes +as high a tone in all that concerns it, as Arnold did in his; +that is to say, the highest the subject is capable of. I only +trust he will remain with us as long as his health lasts, +and endeavor to rouse the army from the state of slack +discipline into which it has fallen. On my parting with +him he said, "Now, remember, Hodson, if there is any +way in which I can be of use to you, pray don't scruple to +write to me." I didn't show him his brother's<a name="FNanchor_14" id="FNanchor_14" href="#Footnote_14" class="fnanchor">[14]</a> letter,—that +he might judge for himself first, and know me "per +se," or rather "per me;" I will, however, if ever I see +him again.</p> +</div> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_157" id="Page_157"></a></span></p> + +<h2 class="p6">CHAPTER VI.</h2> + +<p class="ch_summ"> +TOUR IN CASHMERE AND THIBET WITH SIR HENRY +LAWRENCE.—PROMOTION AND TRANSFER TO CIS-SUTLEJ +PROVINCES.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left35"> +<span class="smcap">Camp, en route to Cashmere</span>, <i>June 10th, 1850</i>. +</p> + +<p>Your letter from Paris reached me just as I was +preparing to start from Umritsur to join Sir Henry +Lawrence, and accompany him to Cashmere. I fought +against the necessity of leave as long as possible, but I +was getting worse and worse daily, and so much weakened +from the effects of heat and hard work acting on a +frame already reduced by sickness, that I was compelled +to be off ere worse came. We yesterday arrived at the +summit of the first high ridge southward of the snowy +range, and have now only some sixty miles to traverse +before entering the valley. To me, travelling is life, and +in a country where one has no home, no local attractions, +and no special sympathies, it is the greatest comfort in +the world. I get terribly <i>ennuyé</i> if I am in one place +for three months at a time; yet I think I should be just +as tame as ever in England, quite domestic again. +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Cashmere</span>, <i>July 8th, 1850</i>. +</p> + +<p>You would enjoy this lovely valley extremely. I did +not know it was so beautiful, having only seen it before +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_158" id="Page_158">158</a></span> +in its winter dress. Nothing can exceed the luxuriant +beauty of the vegetation, the plane-trees and walnuts especially, +except the squalor, dirt, and poverty of the wretched +Cashmerians. The King is avaricious, and is old. +The disease grows on him, and he wont look beyond his +money-bags. There is a capitation tax on every individual +practising any labor, trade, profession, or employment, +collected <i>daily</i>. Fancy the Londoners having to +go and pay a fourpenny and a sixpenny bit each, per +diem, for the pleasure of living in the town. Then the +tax on all shawls, goods, and fabrics, is about seventy-five +per cent., including custom duty; and this the one solitary +staple of the valley. The chief crops are rice, and +of this, what with one half taken at a slap as "revenue," +or rent, and sundry other pulls for dues, taxes, and offerings, +so little remains to the farmer, that in practice he +pays <i>all</i>, or within a few bushels of all, his produce to +the King, and secures in return <i>his food</i>, and that not of +the best. Thus the farmer class, or "Zemindars," are +reduced pretty well to the state of day-laborers; yet the +people are all well clothed, and fuel is to be had for the +asking. What a garden it might be made. Not an acre +to which the finest water might not be conveyed without +expense worth naming, and a climate where all produce +comes to perfection, from wheat and barley to grapes and +silk. We go northwards on the 20th, first to Ladâkh +and Thibet, thence to Iskardo, and then across the Indus +to Gilghit, a <i>terra incognita</i> to which, I believe, only one +European now living has penetrated. Sir Henry Lawrence +is not well, and certainly not up to this trip, but he +has made up his mind to go. I do not gain strength as +fast as I could wish, but I fancy when once thoroughly +unstrung, it takes a long time to recover the wonted tone. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_159" id="Page_159">159</a></span></p> + +<p>We shall have another frontier war in the cold weather +evidently, and I fancy a more prolonged and complete +affair than the last. The cause of the only loss sustained +in the last scrimmage was the panic of the Sepoys. +They are as children in the hands of these Affghans and +hill tribes. Our new Punjaub levies fought "like bricks," +but the Hindostanee is not a hardy enough animal, physically +or morally, to contend with the sturdier races west +of the Sutlej, or the active and fighting "Pathàns." The +very <i>name</i> sticks in John Sepoy's throat. I must try and +see the next contest, but I do not quite see my way to +it at present. +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<p class="center"><i>To his Sister.</i></p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left45"> +<span class="smcap">Camp, near Ladâkh</span>, <i>August 4th, 1850</i>. +</p> + +<p>Who would have thought of my writing to you from +Thibet. I am sitting in a little tent about eight feet long, +which just takes a narrow cot, a table, and chair of camp +dimensions, and my <i>sac-de-nuit</i>, gun, &c., and a tin box +containing books, papers, and the materials for this present +epistle. Under the same tree (a veritable chestnut) +is Sir Henry Lawrence's tent, a ditto of mine, in which +he is comfortably sleeping, as I ought to be; outside are +my pets,—that is, a string of mules who accompany me +in all my travels, and have also in the mountains the +honor of carrying me as well as my baggage. The +kitchen is under a neighboring tree; and round a fire are +squatting our gallant guards, a party of Maharaja Gholab +Singh's household brigade. Some of his people accompany +us, and what with followers, a Moonshee or two for +business, and their followers, I dare say we are a party +of two or three hundred souls, of all colors and creeds,—Christians, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_160" id="Page_160">160</a></span> +Mussulmans, Hindoos, Buddhists, Sikhs, and +varieties of each. The creeds of the party are as varied +as their colors; and that's saying a good deal, when you +contrast my white face and yellow hair with Sir Henry's +nut-brown, the pale white parchmenty-color of the Kashmeree, +the honest brunette tinge of the tall Sikh, the clear +olive-brown of the Rajpoot, down through all shades of +dinginess to the deep black of the low-caste Hindoo. I +am one of the whitest men in India, I fancy, as, instead +of burning in the sun, I get blanched like endive or +celery. How you would stare at my long beard, moustache, +and whiskers. However, to return from such personalities +to facts. The Indus is brawling along five +hundred feet below us, as if in a hurry to get "out of +that;" and above, one's neck aches with trying to see to +the top of the vast craggy mountains which confine the +stream in its rocky channel. So wild, so heaven-forsaken +a scene I never beheld; living nature there is none. +In a week's journey, I have seen three marmots, two +wag-tails, and three jackdaws; and we have averaged +twenty miles a day.</p> + +<p>We met a lady the other day, in the most romantic +way possible, in the midst of the very wildest of glens, +and almost as wild weather. She is a young and very +pretty creature, gifted with the most indomitable energy +and endurance (except as regards her husband, whom she +<i>can't</i> endure, and therefore travels alone). But conceive, +that for the last three months she has been making her +way on pony-back across a country which few <i>men</i> would +like to traverse, over the most formidable passes, the +deepest and rapidest rivers, and wildest deserts in Asia. +For twenty days she was in the extreme wilds of Thibet, +without ever seeing a human habitation; making such +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_161" id="Page_161">161</a></span> +long day's journeys as often to be without food or bedding, +traversing passes from sixteen to eighteen thousand +feet above the sea, where you can hardly breathe without +pain; enduring pain, sickness, and every other mortal ill, +yet persevering still! Poor creature, she is dying, I fear. +It is evident that she is in a deep consumption, created +by a terrible fall she had down a precipice, at the commencement +of her journey. Well, one day we met her +between this place and Cashmere. She was sixteen or +twenty miles from her tents, and the rain and darkness +were coming on apace; the thermometer down below +fifty degrees. So we persuaded her to stop at our encampment. +I gave her my tent and cot, acted lady's +maid, supplied her with warm stockings and shoes, +water, towels, brushes, &c., and made her comfortable, +and then we sat down to dinner; and a pleasanter +evening I never spent. She was as gay as a lark, and +poured out stores of information and anecdotes, and +recounted her adventures in the "spiritedest" manner. +After an early breakfast the next morning, I put her on +her pony, and she went on her way, and we saw her no +more. I hope she will live to reach the end of her +journey, and not die in some wild mountain-side unattended +and alone. +</p> +</div> + +<p>Another letter of same date:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Camp, Kulsee in Ladâkh</span>,<br /> +<i>August 4th, 1850</i>. +</p> + +<p>... Until you cross the mountain chain which separates +Cashmere from Tibet (or Thibet), all is green and +beautiful. It is impossible to imagine a finer combination +of vast peaks and masses of mountain, with green sloping +lawns, luxuriant foliage, and fine clustering woods, than +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_162" id="Page_162">162</a></span> +is displayed on the sides of the great chain which we +usually call the Himalaya, but which is better described +as the ridge which separates the waters of the Jhelum, +Chenab, Ravee, and Beas from those of the Indus. +When once, however, you have crossed this vast barrier, +the scene changes as if by magic, and you have nothing +but huge convulsive-looking masses of rock, tremendous +mountains, glaciers, snow, and valleys which are more +vast watercourses than anything else. On the more open +and less elevated spots along these various feeders of the +Indus, one comes to little patches of cultivation, rising +from the banks of the rivers in tiers of carefully prepared +terraces, and irrigated by channels carried along +the sides of the hill from a point higher up the stream. +Here, in scattered villages ten and twenty miles apart, +live the ugliest race on earth, I should imagine, whom +we call Thibetians, but who style themselves "Bhots" or +"Bhods," and unite the characteristic features, or rather +want of them, of both Goorkhas and Chinese. I went +yesterday to see a monastery of their Llamas, the most +curious sight, as well as <i>site</i>, I ever beheld. Perched on +the summit of a mass of sandstone-grit, conglomerate +pudding-stone, worn by the melting snows (for there is +no rain in Tibet) into miraculous cones, steeples, and pinnacles +rising abruptly from the valley to the height of +600 feet, are a collection of queer little huts, connected +together by bridges, passages, and staircases. In these +dwell the worthies who have betaken themselves to the +life of religious mendicants and priests. They seem to +correspond exactly with the travelling friars of olden +times. Half stay at home to perform chants and services +in their convent chapel, and half go a-begging about the +country. They are not a distinct race like the Brahmins +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_163" id="Page_163">163</a></span> +of India, but each Bhot peasant devotes one of two or +three sons to the church, and he is thenceforward devoted +to a life of celibacy, of shaven crown, of crimson apparel, +of mendicancy, of idleness, and of comfort. They all +acknowledge spiritual allegiance to the great Llama at +Llassa (some two months' journey from Ladâkh), by +whom the abbot of each convent is appointed on a vacancy +occurring, and to whom all their proceedings are +reported. Nunneries also exist on precisely the same +footing. I saw a few of the nuns, and their hideous appearance +fully justified their adoption of celibacy and +seclusion. From their connection with almost every +family, as I have said, they are universally looked up to +and supported as a class by the people. Even Hindoos +reverence them; and their power is not only feared, but +I fancy tolerably freely exercised. Their chapel (a flat-roofed +square building supported on pillars) is furnished +with parallel rows of low benches to receive the squatting +fathers. Their services consist of chants and recitative, +accompanied by the <i>dis</i>cord of musical(?) instruments and +drums, while perpetual lamps burn on the altars before +their idols, and a sickly perfume fills the air. Round the +room are rude shelves containing numberless volumes of +religious books; not bound, but in separate leaves secured +between two painted boards. I will try and send you +one, if I can corrupt the mind of some worthy Llama +with profane silver. They are genuine <i>block books</i>, +strange to say, apparently carved on wood, and then +stamped on a Chinese paper. The figures of their images, +and their costume and head-dress (<i>i.e.</i>, of the images), +are Chinese entirely, not at all resembling the +Bhot dress, or scarcely so, and though fashioned by +Thibetian hands, you might fancy yourself gazing on the +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_164" id="Page_164">164</a></span> +figures in the Chinese Exhibition at Hyde-Park Corner. +Their language is a sealed book to me, of course, and +though they all read and write well, yet they were unable +to explain the meaning of the words they were +repeating. The exterior appearance and sites of their +conventual buildings reminded me very strongly of the +drawings I saw in a copy of Curzon's "Monasteries of the +Levant," which fell in my way for five minutes one day. +I need hardly say that, in a country composed of mountains +ranging from 14,000 feet upwards, the scenery is +magnificent in the extreme, though very barren and +savage. Apricots and wheat are ripening in the valley +whence I now write (on the right bank of the Indus, +some fifty miles below the town of Ladâkh), and snow is +glistening on the summits above me; the roads have +been very easy indeed, and enabled us to make long +day's marches, from sixteen to twenty-five miles. This +is more than you could do in two days in the ranges +south of the Himalaya, with due regard for your own +bones, and the cattle or porters which carry your traps +and tents. I am very seedy, and twenty miles is more +than I can ride with comfort (that I should live to say +it). I have not as yet derived much, if any, benefit from +change of climate.</p> + +<p>From Ladâkh we go to Iskardo, some twelve marches +lower down the Indus, where it has been joined by the +water of Yarkund; and thence to Gilghit, a valley running +up from that of the Indus, still lower down, and +bordering on Budakhstan. We (Sir Henry Lawrence +and I) then return to Cashmere; I expect it will be two +more months' journey. We have already been out a +fortnight, and it is very fatiguing. I am not sure that I +was wise in undertaking it, but he (Lawrence) is a +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_165" id="Page_165">165</a></span> +greater invalid than I am, and two or three men fought +shy of the task of accompanying him. +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left45"> +<span class="smcap">Camp, Iskardo</span> (<span class="smcap">in Little Thibet</span>,)<br /> +<i>August, 25th, 1850</i>. +</p> + +<p>Only think of my sitting down peaceably to write to +you from this outside world. Had I lived a hundred +years ago, I should have been deemed a great traveller, +and considered to have explored unknown countries, and +unknown they are, only the principal danger of visiting +them is past, seeing that they have been subdued by a +power (Gholab Singh) with whom we have "relations." +Yet if I were to cross the mountains which stare me in +the face a few miles off, I should be carried off and sold +for a slave. It were vain to try to compress the scenes +of a two months' journey into a sheet of note-paper. We +have travelled very rapidly. Few men go the pace Sir +Henry Lawrence does. So we have covered a great extent +of country in the past month; and seeing that the +valleys are the only inhabited parts of the country, the +rest being huge masses of mountains, one really sees in +these rapid flights all that is to be seen of the abodes of +man. We have collected a good deal of information too, +which, if I had time to arrange it, might be of value. +We were eleven long days' journey from Cashmere to +Ladâkh, besides halts on the way at Ladâkh itself, or, as +the people call it, Leh. We remained a week, and saw +all the "foreigners" who came there to sell furs and silk. +It is called the "Great Emporium" of trade between +Yarkund and Kashgar and Llassa, and Hindostan. Fine +words look well on paper, but to my unsophisticated mind +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_166" id="Page_166">166</a></span> +the "leading merchants" seemed <i>peddlers</i>, and the "Emporium" +to be a brace of hucksters' shops. However, 'tis +curious, that's a fact, to see (and talk to) a set of men +who have got their goods from the yellow-haired Russians +at the Nishni-Novogorod fair, and brought them across +Asia to sell at Ladâkh. It is forty days' journey, of almost +a continuous desert, for these caravans from Yarkund +to Leh; and there is no small danger to life and limb by +the way. The current coin is lumps of Chinese sycee +silver of two pounds' weight each. I bought a Persian +horse for the journey, and paid for it in solid silver four +pounds weight: 166 rupees, or about 16<i>l.</i> I shall sell it +for double the money when the journey is over. Leh is +a small town, of not more than 400 houses, on a projecting +promontory of rock stretching out into the valley +formed by one of the small feeders of the Indus. For +the people, they are Bodhs, and wear tails, and have flat +features like the Chinese, and black garments. The +women, unlike other Asiatics whom I have seen, go about +the streets openly, as in civilized countries; but they are +an ugly race, and withal dirty to an absolutely unparalleled +extent. They wear no head-dress, but plait their +masses of black hair into sundry tails half way down +their backs. Covering the division of the hair from the +forehead back and down the shoulders, is a narrow +leathern strap, universally adorned with rough turquoises +and bits of gold or silver. The old Ranee whom we +called upon had on this strap (in her case a broader one, +about three fingers wide) 156 large turquoises, worth +some hundreds of pounds. Over their ears they wear +flaps of fur which project forward with precisely the +effect of blinkers on a horse.</p> + +<p>The climate is delightful; it never rains; the sky is +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_167" id="Page_167">167</a></span> +blue to a fault, and snow only falls sparingly in winter, +though the climate is cold, being 10,000 feet (they say) +above the sea. In boiling water the thermometer was +only 188°. I never felt a more exhilarating air. That +one week quite set me up, and I have been better ever +since. The Llamas or monks, with their red cardinal's +hats and crimson robes, look very imposing and monastic, +quite a travesty of the regular clergy, and they blow just +such trumpets as Fame does on monuments in country +churches. Jolly friars they are, and fat to a man. From +Leh we crossed the mountain ridge which separates the +two streams of the Indus, and descended the northern (or +right) stream to this place, the capital of Bultistan or +Little Thibet. It is a genuine humbug. In the middle +of a fine valley, some 6,000 feet above the sea, surrounded +by sudden rising perpendicular mountains 6,000 feet +higher, stands an isolated rock washed by the Indus, +some two miles by three quarters: a little Gibraltar. +The valley may be ten miles by three, partially cultivated, +and inhabited by some 200 scattered houses. +There's Iskardo. There <i>was</i> a fort on the rock, but that +is gone, and all, as usual in the East, bespeaks havoc; +only nature is grand here. The people are Mussulmans, +and not Bodhs, and are more human-looking, but not so +well clad. It is warmer by far, much more so than it +ought to be. The thermometer was at 92° in our tents +to-day, a thing for which I cannot possibly account, since +there is snow now on all sides of us. We go hence +across the Steppe of Deo Sole towards Cashmere for four +days' journey, and then strike westward to cross the Indus +into Gilghit, whence we return to Cashmere by the +end of September. We have been making very fast +marches, varying from sixteen to thirty-two miles a day,—hard +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_168" id="Page_168">168</a></span> +work in a country with such roads, and where +you must take things with you. I enjoy it very much, +however, and after a year's sickness, the feeling of returning +health is refreshing. I shall return to work again by +the 1st of December; but I propose paying a flying visit +to Mr. Thomason in October, if possible; but the distances +are so vast, and the means of locomotion so absent, +that these things are difficult to achieve. I suppose I +have seen more of the hill country now than ninety-nine +men out of a hundred in India. Indeed, not above four +Europeans have been here before. But travelling suits +my restless spirit. Sir Henry and I get on famously +together. +</p> +</div> + +<p>On October 7th, 1850, he writes from Simla to +his father:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +I have had a long and fatiguing march from Cashmere +across the mountains and the valleys of the "five rivers," +nearly four hundred miles, which I accomplished in fifteen +days. I left Sir Henry Lawrence in Cashmere. I have +since heard from him, urging me to use all the influence I +can muster up here to procure a brevet majority in <i>posse</i> +(<i>i.e.</i> on attaining my regimental captaincy), and a <i>local</i> +majority in <i>esse</i> for "my services in the late war;" and +adding, that if I did not find civil employment to suit me, +he would, when I had given it a fair trial, try and get me +the command of one of the regiments in the Punjaub. I +am going to consult Mr. Thomason on the subject, and +will let you know the result. I hate the least suspicion +of toadyism, and dislike asking favors, or I should have +been better off ere now; but on Sir Henry Lawrence's +suggestion, I will certainly use any opportunity which +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_169" id="Page_169">169</a></span> +may offer. I thought, however, you would be gratified +with the opinion which must have dictated so perfectly +spontaneous an offer. I confess that I very much prefer +the military line myself, although I like civil work much, +and it is the road to competence. Nevertheless, military +rank and distinctions have more charm for me than +rupees; and I would rather <i>cut</i> my way to a name and +poverty with the sword, than <i>write</i> it to wealth with the +pen.</p> + +<p>There is something to me peculiarly interesting in the +<i>forming</i> and <i>training</i> soldiers, and in acquiring that extraordinary +influence over their minds, both by personal +volition and the aid of discipline, which leads them on +through danger, even to death, at your bidding. I felt +the enthusiasm of this power successfully exerted with +the Guides during the late war; and having felt it, am +naturally inclined to take advantage of it on future occasions. +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<p class="center"><i>To his Sister.</i></p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Simla</span>, <i>Oct 21st, 1850</i>. +</p> + +<p>It is rather too late to tell you "all about Cashmere," +as you desire; but I <i>can</i> say that I saw some beauties +this time who were really so to no common extent; and +that I was much more pleased with the valley than on +my first visit, which was a winter one. If you see what +wonderfully out-of-the-way places we got into, I think +you will marvel that I managed to write at all. We +traversed upwards of fifteen hundred miles of wild mountainous +countries, innocent of roads, and often, for days +together, of inhabitants, and carrying our houses on our +backs. The change to the utter comfort and civilization +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_170" id="Page_170">170</a></span> +of this house was something "stunning;" and I have not +yet become quite reconciled to dressing three times a day, +black hat, and patent leather boots. I need hardly say, +however, that I have very much enjoyed my visit and my +"big talks" with Mr. Thomason. He is very gray, and +looks older than when I saw him in 1847, but otherwise +he is just the same, working magnificently, and doing +wonders for his province. Already the Northwest Provinces +are a century in advance of the Bengal Proper +ones. As a Governor he has not his equal; and in honesty, +high-mindedness, and indefatigable devotion to the +public good, he is <i>facile princeps</i> of the whole Indian service. +Nor is there a household in India to match his, +indeed, it is about the only "big-wig" house to which +people go with pleasure rather than as a duty. I saw +Sir Charles Napier, too, and dined with him last week. +He is very kind and pleasant, and I am very sorry on +public grounds that he is going away. +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Kussowlee</span>, <i>Nov. 4th, 1850</i>. +</p> + +<p>I had a most pleasant home-like visit to Mr. Thomason, +and was most affectionately entertained. He will have +told you of the power of civility I met with at Simla from +the "big-wigs," and that even Lord Dalhousie waxed +complimentary, and said that "Lumsden and Hodson +were about the best men he had," (that I write it that +shouldn't!) and that he promised to do his best to get me +a brevet majority as soon as I became, in the course of +time, a regimental captain. And Sir Charles Napier +(the best abused man of his day) was anxious to get for +me the Staff appointment of Brigade-Major to the Punjaub +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_171" id="Page_171">171</a></span> +Irregular Force,—<i>i.e.</i>, of the six newly raised cavalry +and infantry regiments for frontier service. He did +not succeed, for the berth had been previously filled up +unknown to him; but he <i>tried to do</i> so, and that's a compliment +from such a man. I hope I need not say that +this good deed of his was as spontaneous as a mushroom's +birth. +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<p class="center"><i>To his Father.</i></p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Kussowlee</span>, <i>Nov. 6th</i>. +</p> + +<p>I am to be here next year, I find, by tidings just received, +which will be a splendid thing for my constitution. +My connection with Umritsur is dissolved by my having +been appointed to act as personal assistant to the Commissioner +of the Cis-Sutlej States, which is, I believe, a +piece of promotion. The great advantages are, first, the +capital opportunity it affords of experience in every kind +of civil work, and of being under a very able man,—Mr. +Edmonstone; and secondly, that the Commissioner's +head-quarters are "peripatetic" in the cold weather, +and in the hills during the remainder of the year. But +I confess that I hanker after the "Guides" as much as +ever, and would catch at a good opportunity of returning to +them with honor. I fear I have been remiss in explanations +on this subject. The matter lies in this wise,—I +left the Corps and took to civil employment at the advice +of Sir Henry Lawrence, Mr. Thomason, and others, +though against my own feelings on the subject. The +man or men who succeeded me are senior to me in army +rank. When one of them resigned six months ago, I +was strongly disposed and urged to try and succeed to +the vacancy. There was a hitch, however, from the +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_172" id="Page_172">172</a></span> +cause I have mentioned, and Lumsden was anxious that +his lieutenants should not be disgusted by supersession. +I might have had the appointment, but withdrew to avoid +annoying Lumsden. <i>Now</i>, both Sir Henry Lawrence +and Mr. Thomason are very sorry that I ever left the +Corps, and that they advised the step. Things have +taken a different turn since then, and it is confessedly the +best thing a young soldier can aspire to. I know that my +present line is one which leads to more pecuniary advantages; +but the other is the finer field, and is far more +independent. I shall work away, however, cheerfully in +the civil line until I see a good opening in the other; and +<i>then</i>, I fear you will hardly persuade me that sitting at a +desk with the thermometer at 98° is better than soldiering,—<i>i.e.</i>, +than <i>commanding</i> soldiers made and taught by +yourself! I will give you the earliest warning of the +change. +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Umritsur</span>, <i>Nov. 24th, 1850</i>. +</p> + +<p>I returned here on the 16th, and have been up to the +neck in work ever since, having the whole work, civil, +criminal, police, &c. &c., on my shoulders, Saunders, the +Deputy Commissioner, my superior, being engaged dancing +attendance on the Governor-General, who is here on +his annual tour of inspection; and Macleod, my co-assistant, +dead. Directly the Governor-General has gone onwards +I shall be relieved here, and join my new appointment +with Mr. Edmonstone. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_173" id="Page_173">173</a></span></p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Lahore</span>, <i>Jan. 2d, 1851</i>. +</p> + +<p>I broke up from Umritsur early in December, and +came into Lahore to join my new chief. He did not +arrive till the 18th, so I had a comparative holiday. I +have got into harness, however, again now, and am up to +the elbows in work and papers. The work is much more +pleasant than that I had at Umritsur, and more free from +mere routine. +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Lahore</span>, <i>Feb. 21st</i>. +</p> + +<p>This is an interesting anniversary to many of us, and +an overwhelming one to this country,—that of the day +on which "the bright star of the Punjaub" set forever. It +has been curiously marked by the announcement, that the +net balance of receipts over expenditure for the past year, +for the newly acquired provinces, has reached upwards of +a million sterling. Lord Dalhousie's star is in the ascendant. +His financial measures are apparently all good, +when tried by the only standard admissible in the nineteenth +century,—their success. +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left55"> +<span class="smcap">Kussowlee</span>, <i>March 22d, 1851</i>. +</p> + +<p>I broke down again most completely as soon as the +hot weather began, but my flight to this beautiful climate +has wonderfully refreshed me. Talk of Indian luxuries! +There are but two, cold water and cool air! I get on +very comfortably with my new "Chief." He is a first-rate +man, and has a most uncommon appetite for work, of +which there is plenty for both of us. We cover a good +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_174" id="Page_174">174</a></span> +stretch of country—comprising five British districts and +nine sovereign states; and as the whole has been in +grievous disorder for many years, and a peculiarly difficult +population to deal with, you may imagine that the +work is not slight. My principal duty is hearing appeals +from orders and decisions by the district officers in these +five districts. It is of course not "per se," but as the +Commissioner's personal assistant, that I do this. I prepare +a short abstract, with my opinion on each case, and +he issues his orders accordingly. I was at work a whole +day lately over one case, which, after all, involved only a +claim to about a quarter of an acre of land! You will +give me credit for ingenuity in discovering that the result +of some half dozen quires of written evidence was to +prove that <i>neither</i> of the contending parties had any right +at all! If that's not "justice to Ireland," I don't know +what is! I have been staying with Captain Douglas, and +I hope I shall see a great deal of him. There is not a +better man or more genuine soldier going. This may +appear faint praise, but rightly understood, and conscientiously +and boldly worked out, I doubt whether any other +profession calls forth the higher qualities of our nature +more strongly than does that of a soldier in times of +war and tumults. Certain it is that it requires the highest +order of man to be a good general, and in the lower +ranks, (in this country especially,) even with all the +frightful drawbacks and evils, I doubt whether the +Saxon race is ever so preëminent, or its good points +so strongly developed, as in the "European" soldier +serving in India, or on service anywhere. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_175" id="Page_175">175</a></span></p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Kussowlee</span>, <i>April 7th, 1851</i>. +</p> + +<p>I have the nicest house here on a level spot on the +very summit of the mountain ridge, from which a most +splendid view is obtainable for six months in the year. +In the immediate foreground rises a round-backed ridge, +on which stands the former work of my hands, the "Lawrence +Asylum;" while to the westward, and down, down +far off in the interminable south, the wide glistening +plains of the Punjaub, streaked with the faint ribbon-like +lines of the Sutlej and its tributaries, and the wider sea-like +expanse of Hindostan, stretch away in unbroken +evenness beyond the limits of vision, and almost beyond +those of faith and imagination. On the other side you +look over a mass of mountains up to the topmost peaks +of Himalaya. So narrow is the ridge, that it seems as +though you could toss a pebble from one window into the +Sutlej, and from the other into the valley below Simla. I +like the place very much. I have seven or eight hours' +work every day, and the rest is spent (as this one) in the +society of the 60th Rifles, the very nicest and most gentlemanly +regiment I ever met with. +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Kussowlee</span>, <i>May 4th, 1851</i>. +</p> + +<p>Your budget of letters reached me on the 2d. It is +very pleasant to receive these warm greetings, and it refreshes +me when bothered, or overworked, or feverish, or +disgusted. I look forward to a visit to England and <i>home</i> +with a pleasure which nothing but six years of exile can +give.</p> + +<p>The Governor-General has at last advanced me to the +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_176" id="Page_176">176</a></span> +higher grade of "Assistants" to Commissioners. The +immediate advantage is an increase of pay,—the real +benefit, that it brings me nearer the main step of a +Deputy Commissioner in charge of a district. It is satisfactory, +not the less so that it was extorted from him by +the unanimity of my official superiors in pressing the +point upon him, Mr. Edmonstone having commenced attacking +him in my favor before I had been under him +four months. I am not in love with the kind of employment,—I +long with no common earnestness for the more +military duties of my old friends the "Guides;" but I +am not therefore insensible to the advantages of doing +well in this line of work. Ambition alone would dictate +this, for my success in this civil business (which is considered +the highest and most arduous branch of the public +service) almost insures my getting on in any other +hereafter. +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<p class="center"><i>To Rev. E. Harland.</i></p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left55"> +<span class="smcap">Kussowlee</span>, <i>June 11th, 1851</i>. +</p> + +<p>I fancy the change is as great in myself as in either. +The old visions of boyhood have given place to the vehement +aspirations of a military career and the interests of +a larger ambition. I thirst now not for the calm pleasures +of a country life, the charms of society, or a career of +ease and comfort, but for the maddening excitement of +war, the keen contest of wits involved in dealing with +wilder men, and the exercise of power over the many by +force of the will of the individual. Nor am I, I hope, +insensible to the vast field for good and for usefulness +which these vast provinces offer to our energies, and to +the high importance of the trust committed to our charge. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_177" id="Page_177">177</a></span></p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<p class="center"><i>To his Father.</i></p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Kussowlee</span>, <i>Oct 20th, 1851</i>. +</p> + +<p>I am much stronger now, and improving rapidly. By +the end of next summer I hope to be as strong as I ever +hope to be again. That I shall ever again be able to +row from Cambridge to Ely in two hours and ten minutes, +to run a mile in five minutes, or to walk from Skye +(or Kyle Hatren Ferry) to Inverness in thirty hours, is +not to be expected, or perhaps desired. But I have +every hope that in the event of another war I may be +able to endure fatigue and exposure as freely as in 1848. +One is oftener called upon to ride than to walk long distances +in India. In 1848, I could ride one hundred +miles in ten hours, fully accoutred, and I don't care how +soon (saving your presence!) the necessity arises again! +I have no doubt that matrimony will do me a power of +good, and that I shall be not only better, but happier and +more care-less than hitherto.</p> + +<p>I have been deeply grieved and affected by the death, +two days ago, of Colonel Bradshaw, of the 60th Rifles. +He will be a sad loss, not only to his regiment, but to the +army and the country. He was the <i>beau ideal</i> of an +English soldier and gentleman, and would have earned +himself a name as a General had he been spared. A +finer and nobler spirit there was not in the army. I feel +it as a deep personal loss, for he won my esteem and regard +in no common degree. +</p> +</div> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_178" id="Page_178"></a></span></p> + +<h2 class="p6">CHAPTER VII.</h2> + +<p class="ch_summ"> +MARRIAGE.—COMMAND OF THE GUIDES.—FRONTIER +WARFARE.—MURDÂN.</p> + +<p>On the 5th of January, 1852, Lieut. Hodson +was married, at the Cathedral, Calcutta, to Susan, +daughter of Capt. C. Henry, R. N., and +widow of John Mitford, Esq., of Exbury, Hants. +By the first week in March he had resumed his +duties at Kussowlee as Assistant Commissioner. +On the breaking out of the war with Burmah he +expected to rejoin his regiment, (the First Bengal +European Fusileers,) which had been ordered for +service there, but in August he writes from Kussowlee:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +My regiment is on its way down the Ganges to Calcutta, +to take part in the war, but the Burmese have +proved so very unformidable an enemy this time, that +only half the intended force is to be sent on from Calcutta; +the rest being held in reserve. Under these +circumstances, and in the expectation that the war will +very speedily be brought to a close, the Governor-General +has determined not to allow officers on civil employment +to join their regiments in the usual manner. I +am thus spared what would have been a very fatiguing +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_179" id="Page_179">179</a></span> +and expensive trip, with very little hope of seeing any +fighting. +</p> +</div> + +<p>It was not long, however, before an opportunity +of seeing active service presented itself, and +in a way, of all others, most to his taste. His +heart had all along been with his old corps, "the +Guides," as his letters show. He had taken an +active share in raising and training them originally, +and, as second in command during the +Punjaub campaign of 1848-9, had contributed in +no small degree to gain for the Corps that reputation +which it has recently so nobly sustained +before Delhi.</p> + +<p>The command was now vacant, and was offered +to him; but I must let him speak for himself:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left55"> +<span class="smcap">Kussowlee</span>, <i>Sept. 23d, 1852</i>. +</p> + +<p>Lumsden, my old Commandant in the Guides, goes +to England next month, and the Governor-General has +given me the command which I have coveted so long. +It is immense good fortune in every way, both as regards +income and distinction. It is accounted the most honorable +and arduous command on the frontier, and fills the +public eye, as the papers say, more than any other.</p> + +<p>This at the end of seven years' service is a great +thing, especially on such a frontier as Peshawur, at the +mouth of the Kyber Pass. You will agree with me in +rejoicing at the opportunities for distinction thus offered +to me.</p> + +<p>Mr. Thomason writes thus: "I congratulate you very +sincerely on the fine prospect that is open to you, and +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_180" id="Page_180">180</a></span> +trust that you will have many opportunities of showing +what the Guides can do under your leadership. I have +never ceased to reproach myself for advising you to leave +the Corps, but now that you have the command, you will +be all the better for the dose of civilianism that has been +intermediately administered to you." +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Kussowlee</span>, <i>Oct. 7th, 1852</i>. +</p> + +<p>Here I am, still, but hoping to take wing for Peshawur +in a few days. It is only 500 miles; and, as there are +no railways, and only nominal roads, and five vast rivers +to cross, you may suppose that the journey is not one of +a few hours' lounge.</p> + +<p>I am most gratified by the appointment to the command +of the Guides, and more so by the way in which it was +given me, and the manner of my selection from amidst a +crowd of aspirants. It is no small thing for a subaltern +to be raised to the command of a battalion of infantry +and a squadron and a half of cavalry, with four English +officers under him! I am supposed to be the luckiest +man of my time. I have already had an offer from the +Military Secretary to the Board of Administration to +exchange appointments with him, although I should gain, +and he would lose 200<i>l.</i> a year by the "swop;" but +I would not listen to him; I prefer the saddle to the +desk, the frontier to a respectable, wheel-going, dinner-giving, +dressy life at the capital; and—ambition to +money! +</p> +</div> + +<p>But though his "instincts were so entirely military," +(to use his own words,) this did not prevent +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_181" id="Page_181">181</a></span> +his discharging his civil duties in a manner +that called forth the highest eulogium from his +superiors, as the subjoined letter from Mr. Edmonstone, +now Secretary to Government at Calcutta, +will testify:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left55"> +"<span class="smcap">Kussowlee</span>, <i>Oct. 12th, 1852</i>. +</p> + +<p>"<span class="smcap">My dear Hodson</span>,—I am a bad hand at talking, +and could not say what I wished, but I would not have +you go away without thanking you heartily for the support +and assistance which you have always given me in +all matters, whether big or little, since you joined me, +now twenty months and more ago. I have in my civil +and criminal reports for the past year recorded my sense +of your services, and your official merits, but our connection +has been peculiar, and your position has been one +which few would have filled either so efficiently or so +agreeably to all parties. You have afforded me the +greatest aid in the most irksome part of my duty, and +have always with the utmost readiness undertaken anything, +no matter what, that I asked you to dispose of, and +I owe you more on this account than a mere official acknowledgment +can repay adequately. I hope that though +your present appointment will give you more congenial +duties and better pay, you will never have occasion to +look back to the time you have passed here with regret; +and I hope too that all your anticipations of pleasure and +pride, in commanding the Corps which you had a chief +hand in forming, may be realized.</p> + +<p class="left45"> +"Believe me to be, with much regard,<br /> +<span class="i4">"Yours very sincerely,</span><br /> +<span class="smcap i6">"G. F. Edmonstone</span>." +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_182" id="Page_182">182</a></span></p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left55"> +<span class="smcap">Camp in Huzára</span>, <i>Dec. 16th, 1852</i>. +</p> + +<p>I took command of the Guides on the 1st November, +and twenty-four hours afterwards marched "on service" +to this country, which is on the eastern or left bank of +the Indus, above the parallel of Attok. We are now in +an elevated valley, surrounded by snowy mountains, and +mighty cold it is, too, at night. We have come about 125 +miles from Peshawur, and having marched up the hill, +are patiently expecting the order to march down again. +We have everything necessary for a pretty little mountain +campaign but an enemy. This is usually a <i>sine quâ +non</i> in warfare, but not so now. Then we have to take +a fort, only it has ceased to exist months ago; and to +reinstate an Indian ally in territories from which he was +expelled by some neighbors, only he wont be reinstated +at any price.</p> + +<p>My regiment consists of five English officers, including +a surgeon, Dr. Lyell, a very clever man. Then I have +300 horse, including native officers, and 550 foot, or 850 +men in all, divided into three troops and six companies,<a name="FNanchor_15" id="FNanchor_15" href="#Footnote_15" class="fnanchor">[15]</a> +the latter armed as riflemen. My power is somewhat +despotic, as I have authority to enlist or dismiss from the +service, flog or imprison, degrade or promote any one, +from the native officers downwards, always remembering +that an abuse of power might lose me the whole. This +sort of chiefdom is necessary with a wild sort of gentry +of various races and speeches, gathered from the snows +of the Hindoo Koosh and the Himalaya, to the plains of +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_183" id="Page_183">183</a></span> +Scinde and Hindostan, all of whom are more quick at +blows than at words, and more careless of human life +than you could possibly understand in England by any +description. I am likely to have civil charge as well as +military command of the Euzofzai district, comprising +that portion of the great Peshawur valley which lies between +the Cabul River and the Indus. So you see I am +not likely to eat the bread of idleness at least. I will +tell you more of my peculiar duties when I have more +experience of their scope and bent.... I am, I should +say, the most fortunate man in the service, considering +my standing. The other candidates were all field-officers +of some standing.</p> + +<p>Our good friend and guest, Captain Powys, of the +60th, who has spent the first six months of our married +life under our roof, is on the way to England. He will +see you very soon, and give you a better account of us +than you could hope for from any one else. +</p> +</div> + +<p>Notwithstanding all appearance to the contrary +at its opening, the campaign lasted seven weeks, +and supplied plenty of fighting. It was afterwards +characterized by my brother as the hardest +piece of service he had yet seen. One engagement +lasted from sunrise to sunset. He had thus +an opportunity of displaying his usual gallantry +and coolness, and showing how well he could +handle his "Guides" in mountain warfare. They +suffered much from cold, as the ground was covered +with snow for a part of the time, and from +want of supplies.</p> + +<p>Colonel (now Sir R.) Napier, speaking afterwards +of this expedition, said:— +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_184" id="Page_184">184</a></span></p> + +<p>"Your brother's unfailing fun and spirits, which +seemed only raised by what we had to go through, +kept us all alive and merry, so that we looked +back upon it afterwards as a party of pleasure, +and thought we had never enjoyed anything +more." +</p> + +<p>In reply to congratulations on his appointment, +my brother wrote from—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left55"> +<span class="smcap">Peshawur</span>, <i>March 13th, 1853</i>. +</p> + +<p>I have certainly been very fortunate indeed, and only +hope that I may be enabled to acquit myself of the trust +well and honorably, both in the field and in the more +political portion of my duties. It was a good thing that +I had the opportunity of leading the regiment into action +so soon after getting the command, and that the brunt of +the whole should have fallen upon us, as it placed the +older men and myself once more on our old footing of +confidence in one another, and introduced me to the +younger hands as their leader when they needed one. +Susie says she told you all about it; I need therefore +only add that it was the hardest piece of service, while it +lasted, I have yet seen with the Guides, both as regards +the actual fighting, the difficulties of the ground, (a rugged +mountain, 7,000 feet high, and densely wooded,) and the +exposure. You will see little or no mention of it publicly, +it being the policy of Government to make everything +appear as quiet as possible on this frontier, and to +blazon the war on the eastern side of the empire (some +2,000 miles away) as much as they can. I am, as you +justly imagined, to be employed both civilly and in a +military capacity,—at least, it is under discussion. I +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_185" id="Page_185">185</a></span> +was asked to take charge of the wild district of "Euzofzai," +(forming a large portion of the Peshawur province,) +where the Guides will ordinarily be stationed. I refused +to do so unless I had the exclusive civil charge in all +departments, magisterial, financial, and judicial, instead +of in the former only, as proposed, and I fancy they will +give in to my reasons. I shall then be military chief, +and civil governor, too, as far as that part of the valley +is concerned, and shall have enough on my hands, as you +may suppose. In the mean time, I shall have the superintendence +of the building of a fort to contain us all,—not +such a fortress as Coblentz, or those on the Belgian +frontier, but a mud structure, which answers all the purposes +we require at a very, very small cost. +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left55"> +<span class="smcap">Peshawur</span>, <i>April 30th, 1853</i>. +</p> + +<p>I am sorry to say my wife is ordered to the hills, and +we shall again be separated for five or six months. My +own destination for the hot season is uncertain, but I +expect to be either here, or on the banks of the Indus. +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left45"> +<span class="smcap">Camp, near Peshawur</span>, <i>June 4th, 1853</i>. +</p> + +<p>... I hope to get away from work and heat in +August or September for a month, if all things remain +quiet. But for this sad separation, there would be much +charm for me in this gypsy life. To avoid the great heats +of the next three months in tents, we are building huts +for ourselves of thatch, and mine is assuming the dignity +of mud walls. We are encamped on a lovely spot, on +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_186" id="Page_186">186</a></span> +the banks of the swift and bright river, at the foot of the +hills, on the watch for incursions or forays, and to guard +the richly cultivated plain of the Peshawur valley from +depredations from the hills. We are ready, of course, to +boot and saddle at all hours; our rifles and carabines are +loaded, and our swords keen and bright; and woe to the +luckless chief who, trusting to his horses, descends upon +the plain too near our pickets! Meanwhile, I am civil +as well as military chief, and the natural taste of the +Euzofzai Patháns for broken heads, murder, and violence, +as well as their litigiousness about their lands, keeps me +very hard at work from day to day. Perhaps the life +may be more suited to a careless bachelor, than to a +husband with such a wife as mine; but even still it has +its charms for an active mind and body. A daybreak +parade or inspection, a gallop across the plain to some +outpost, a plunge in the river, and then an early breakfast, +occupy your time until 9 <span class="smcap">a. m.</span> Then come a couple +of corpses whose owners (late) had their heads broken +overnight, and consequent investigations and examinations; +next a batch of villagers to say their crops are +destroyed by a storm, and no rents forthcoming. Then +a scream of woe from a plundered farm on the frontier, +and next a grain-dealer, to say his camels have been carried +off to the hills. "Is not this a dainty dish to set +before—your brother." Then each of my nine hundred +men considers me bound to listen to any amount of stories +he may please to invent or remember of his own +private griefs and troubles; and last, not least, there are +four young gentlemen who have each his fancy, and who +often give more trouble in transacting business than +assistance in doing it. However, I have no right to +complain, for I am about, yes, quite, the most fortunate +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_187" id="Page_187">187</a></span> +man in the service; and have I not the right to call +myself the happiest also, with such a wife and such a +home? +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left45"> +<span class="smcap">Camp, near Peshawur</span>, <i>August 6th, 1853</i>. +</p> + +<p>I hear that the new system for India is to throw open +Addiscombe and Haileybury to public competition; that +this public competition will be fair and open, and free +from jobbery and patronage, I suppose no sane person +in the 19th century, acquainted with public morals and +public bodies, would believe for an instant. The change +may, however, facilitate admission into the service to +well-crammed boys. There are, I doubt not, many +clever and able men who would in a year put any boy +with tolerable abilities into a state of intellectual coma, +which would enable him to write out examination papers +by the dozen, and pass a triumphant examination in +paper-military affairs. I am not called upon to state how +much of it would avail in the hour of strife and danger. +India is, <i>par excellence</i>, the country for poor men who +have hard constitutions and strong stomachs. I fear you +will add, when you have read thus far, that it is not +favorable to charity, or to the goodness which, under the +pious wish to think no evil, gives every one credit for +everything, and believes that words mean what they +appear to express, and that language conveys some idea +of the thoughts of the speaker!... It is very trying +that I cannot be with Susie at Murree; but with a people +such as these it is not safe to be absent, lest the volcano +should break out afresh. Since I began this sheet a dust-storm +has covered everything on my table completely +with sand. My pen is clogged, and my inkstand choked, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_188" id="Page_188">188</a></span> +and my eyes full of dust! What am I to do? Oh, the +pleasures of the tented field in August in the valley of +Peshawur! It has been very hot indeed, lately. We +have barely in our huts had the thermometer under 100°, +and a very steamy, stewy heat it is, into the bargain. +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Murree</span>, <i>Sept. 14th, 1853</i>. +</p> + +<p>I am enjoying a little holiday from arms and cutchery +up in the cool here with Susie. Murree is not more than +140 miles from Peshawur. You say that you do not +know "what I mean by hills in my part of India." This +is owing to the badness of the maps. The fact is, that +the whole of the upper part of the country watered by +the five rivers is mountainous. The Himalaya extends +from the eastern frontiers of India to Affghanistan, where +it joins the "Hindoo Koosh," or Caucasus. If you draw +a line from Peshawur, through Rawul Pindee, to Simla +or Subathoo, or any place marked on the maps thereabouts, +you may assume that all to the north of that line +is mountain country. Another chain runs from Peshawur, +down the right bank of the Indus to the sea. At Attok +the mountains close in upon the river, or more correctly +speaking, the river emerges from the mountains, and the +higher ranges end there. The Peshawur valley is a wide +open plain, lying on the banks of the Cabul River, about +sixty miles long by forty broad, encircled by mountains, +some of them covered with snow for eight or nine months +of the year. Euzofzai is the northeastern portion of this +valley, embraced between the Cabul River and the Indus. +Half of Euzofzai (the "abode of the children of Joseph") +is mountain, but we only hold the level or plain part of it. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_189" id="Page_189">189</a></span> +Nevertheless, a large part of my little province is very +hilly. In the northeast corner of Euzofzai, hanging +over the Indus, is a vast lump of a hill, called "Mahabun" +(or the "great forest"), thickly peopled on its slopes, +and giving shelter to some 12,000 armed men, the bitterest +bigots which even Islam can produce. The hill is +about 7,800 feet above the level of the sea. This has +been identified by the wise men with the Aornos of Arrian, +and Alexander is supposed to have crossed the Indus +at its foot. Whether he did so or not I am not "at liberty +to mention," but it is certain that Nadir Shah, in one +of his incursions into India, marched his host to the top +of it, and encamped there. This gives color to the story +that the Macedonian did the same. As in all ages, there +are dominating points which are seized on by men of +genius when engaged in the great game of war. The +great principles of war seem to change as little as the +natural features of the country. Well, you will see how +a mountain range running "slantingdicularly" across the +Upper Punjaub contains many nice mountain tops suited +to Anglo-Saxon adventurers. If you can find Rawul +Pindee on the maps, you may put your finger on Murree, +about twenty-five miles, as the crow flies, to the northeast. +You should get a map of the Punjaub, Cashmere, +and Iskardo, published by Arrowsmith in 1847. George +sent me two of them. They are the best published maps +I have seen. As to the Euzofzai fever, that is, I am +happy to say, now over. It was terrible while it lasted. +Between the 1st March and the 15th June, 1853, 8,352 +persons died out of a population of 53,500. It was very +similar to typhus, but had some symptoms of yellow fever. +It was confined to natives. It appeared to be contagious +or infectious, but I am so entirely skeptical as to the existence +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_190" id="Page_190">190</a></span> +of either contagion or infection in these Indian +complaints, that I cannot bring myself to believe that the +appearances were real.</p> + +<p>Poor Colonel Mackison, the Commissioner at Peshawur, +(the chief civil and political officer for the frontier), was +stabbed, a few days ago, by a fanatic, while sitting in his +veranda reading. The fellow was from Swât, and said +he had heard that we were going to invade his country, +and that he would try to stop it, and go to heaven as a +martyr for the faith. Poor Mackison is still alive, but in +a very precarious state, I fear. I hope this may induce +Government to take strong measures with the hill-tribes. +</p> +</div> + +<p>He had soon to mourn the loss of a still more +valued friend:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<i>Oct. 15th, 1853</i>. +</p> + +<p>You will have been much shocked at hearing of poor +dear Mr. Thomason's death.</p> + +<p>It is an irreparable loss to his family and friends, but +it will be even more felt in his public capacity. He had +not been ill, but died from sheer debility and exhaustion, +produced by overwork and application in the trying season +just over. Had he gone to the hills, all would have +been right. I cannot but think that he sacrificed himself +as an example to others. You may imagine how much I +have felt the loss of my earliest and best friend in India, +to whom I was accustomed to detail all my proceedings, +and whom I was wont to consult in every difficulty and +doubt. +</p> +</div> + +<p>On the 2d November he wrote from Rawul Pindee +to announce the birth of a daughter. He had +been obliged previously to return to his duties; +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_191" id="Page_191">191</a></span> +but, by riding hard all night, had been able to be +with his wife at the time, and, after greeting the +little stranger, had immediately to hasten back to +his Guides on the frontier.</p> + +<p>The Government, with a view to secure the +Kohat Pass, were now preparing an expedition +against the refractory tribe of the Borees, one of +the bravest and wildest of the Affghan race, in +order to prove that their hills and valleys were +accessible to our troops.</p> + +<p>Accordingly, a force consisting of 400 men of +her Majesty's 22d, 450 Goorkhas, 450 Guides, +and the mountain train, marched at 4 <span class="smcap">a. m.</span> on the +morning of the 29th November, under the command +of Brigadier Boileau, to attack the villages +in the Boree valley.</p> + +<p>I must supply the loss of my brothers own +account by a letter from an officer with the expedition:—</p> + +<p> +"Our party, after crossing the hills between +Kundao and the main Affreedee range at two +points, reunited in the valley at 10.30 <span class="smcap">a. m.</span>, and +with the villages of the Borees before us at the +foot of some precipitous crags. These it at once +became apparent must be carried before the villages +could be attacked and destroyed. The service +devolved on two detachments of the Goorkhas +and Guides, commanded by Lieutenants Hodson +and Turner, and the style in which these gallant +fellows did their work, and drove the enemy from +crag to rock and rock to crag, and finally kept +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_192" id="Page_192">192</a></span> +them at bay from 11 <span class="smcap">a. m.</span> to 3 <span class="smcap">p. m.</span>, was the +admiration of the whole force. We could plainly +see the onslaught, especially a fierce struggle that +lasted a whole hour, for the possession of a breastwork, +which appeared inaccessible from below, +but was ultimately carried by the Guides, in the +face of the determined opposition of the Affreedees, +who fought for every inch of ground.</p> + +<p>"Depend upon it, this crowning of the Boree +heights was one of the finest pieces of light infantry +performance on record. It was, moreover, +one which Avitabile, with 10,000 Sikhs, was unable +to accomplish. During these operations on +the hill, the villages were burnt, and it was only +the want of powder which prevented the succession +of towers which flanked them being blown +into the air. The object of the expedition having +been thus fully achieved, the skirmishers were +recalled at about three, and then the difficulties +of the detachment commenced; for, as is well +known, the Affghans are familiar with the art of +following, though they will rarely meet an enemy. +The withdrawal of the Guides and Goorkhas +from the heights was most exciting, and none but +the best officers and the best men could have +achieved this duty with such complete success. +Lieutenant Hodson's tactics were of the most +brilliant description, and the whole force having +been once more reunited in the plain, they marched +out of the valley by the Turoonee Pass, which, +though farthest from the British camp, was the +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_193" id="Page_193">193</a></span> +shortest to the outer plains. The force did not +return to camp till between ten and eleven at +night, having been out nearly eighteen hours, +many of the men without food, and almost all +without water, the small supply which had been +carried out having soon been exhausted, and none +being procurable at Boree.</p> + +<p>"Not an officer of the detachment was touched, +and only eight men killed and twenty-four wounded. +When the force first entered the valley, there +were not more than 200 Borees in arms to resist; +but before they returned, the number had increased +to some 3,000,—tens and twenties pouring in all +the morning from all the villages and hamlets +within many miles, intelligence of the attack +being conveyed to them by the firing." +</p> + +<p>My brother's services on this occasion were thus +acknowledged by the Brigadier commanding, Colonel +Boileau, her Majesty's 22d Regiment, in a +despatch dated Nov. 29th, 1853:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"To the admirable conduct of Lieutenant Hodson in +reconnoitring, in the skilful disposition of his men, and +the daring gallantry with which he led his fine Corps in +every advance, most of our success is due; for the safety +of the whole force while in the valley of the Tillah depended +on his holding his position, and I had justly every +confidence in his vigilance and valor.</p> + +<p class="left45"> +(Signed) +<span class="smcap i6">"J. B. Boileau</span>,<br /> + +<span class="i4"><i>Brigadier Commanding the Force +at Boree</i>."</span> +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_194" id="Page_194">194</a></span></p> + +<p> +"To Lieutenant W. S. R. Hodson, I beg you will express +my particular thanks for the great service he rendered +the force under your command, by his ever gallant +conduct, which has fully sustained the reputation he has +so justly acquired for courage, coolness, and determination.</p> + +<p class="left45"> +(Signed) +<span class="smcap i6">"W. M. Gomm</span>,<br /> +<span class="i8">"<i>Commander-in-Chief</i>."</span> +</p> +</div> + +<p>Before Christmas, to his great delight, he was +joined in camp by his wife and child. The following +letters bring out still more prominently +the tender loving side of his character, both as a +father and a son:—</p> + +<p class="center"><i>To his Father.</i></p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left45"> +<span class="smcap">Camp, Murdân, Euzofzai</span>, <i>Jan. 2d, 1854</i>. +</p> + +<p>I have been sadly long in answering your last most +welcome letter, but I have been so terribly driven from +pillar to post, that I have always been unable to sit down +at the proper time. My long holiday with dear Susie, +and journeyings to and fro to see her at Murree, and +our short campaign against the Affreedees in November, +threw me into a sea of arrears which was terrible to contemplate, +and still worse to escape from. I am now +working all day and half the night, and cannot as yet +make much impression on them.</p> + +<p>I wish you could see your little grand-daughter being +nursed by a rough-looking Affghan soldier or bearded +Sikh, and beginning life so early as a dweller in tents. +She was christened by Mr. Clarke, one of the Church +Missionaries who happened to be in Peshawur. The +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_195" id="Page_195">195</a></span> +chaplain, who ought to have been there, was amusing +himself somewhere, and we could not catch a spare parson +for a fortnight.</p> + +<p>You evidently do not appreciate the state of things in +these provinces. There are but two churches in the +Punjaub; and there will be an electric telegraph to Peshawur +before a church is commenced there, though the +station has been one for four years. In the first season, +a large Roman Catholic Chapel was built there, and an +Italian priest from the Propaganda busy in his vocation. +I offered Mr. C. all the aid in my power, though I told +him candidly that I thought he had not much chance of +success here. A large sum has been raised at Peshawur +for the Mission, but unfortunately they have gone wild +with theories about the lost tribes and fulfilment of prophecies +respecting the Jews, which has given a somewhat +visionary character to their plans. Mr. C. wanted me to +think that these Euzofzai Pathàns were Ben-i-Israel, and +asked me whether I had heard them call themselves so; +and he was aghast when I said they were as likely to +talk of Ben d'Israeli. All I can say is, that if they be +"lost tribes," I only wish they would find out a home +somewhere else among their cousins, and give me less +trouble.... My second in command was stabbed in the +back by a fanatic the other day while on parade, and has +had a wonderful escape for his life.</p> + +<p>You would so delight in your little grand-daughter. +She is a lovely good little darling; as happy as possible, +and wonderfully quick and intelligent for her months. I +would give worlds to be able to run home and see you, +and show you my child, but I fear much that, unless I +find a "nugget," it is vain to hope for so much pleasure +just now. Meantime, I have every blessing a man can +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_196" id="Page_196">196</a></span> +hope for, and not the least is that of your fond and much +prized affection. +</p> +</div> + +<p>A few months later, again apologizing for long +silence, he says:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<i>May 1st.</i> +</p> + +<p>In addition to the very onerous command of 876 wild +men and 300 wild horses, and the charge of the civil administration +of a district almost as lawless as Tipperary, +I have had to build, and superintend the building of, a +fort to give cover to the said men and horses, including +also within its walls three houses for English officers, a +police station, and a native collector's office. He who +builds in India builds not in the comfortable acceptation +of the term which obtains at home. He sends not for his +Barry or his Basevi; calls not for a design and specifications, +and then beholds his house, and pays his bill; but +he builds as Noah may have built the Ark.</p> + +<p>Down to the minutest detail of carpentry, smithery, +and masonry, and of "muddery," too, for that matter, he +must know what he is about, and show others what to do, +or good-bye to his hopes for a house.</p> + +<p>Altogether, I am often fourteen hours a day at hard +work, and obliged to listen for a still longer period.</p> + +<p>Our poor little darling had a very severe attack of +fever the other day, but is now well again, and getting +strong. I never see her without wishing that she was in +her grandfather's arms. You would so delight in her +little baby tricks and ways. She is the very delight +of our lives, and we look forward with intense interest +to her beginning to talk and crawl about. Both she +and her dear mother will have to leave for the hills very +soon, I am sorry to say. We try to put off the evil day, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_197" id="Page_197">197</a></span> +but I dare not expose either of my treasures to the heat +of Euzofzai or Peshawur for the next three months.... +The young lady already begins to show a singularity of +taste,—refusing to go to the arms of any native women, +and decidedly preferring the male population, some of +whom are distinguished by her special favor. Her own +orderly, save the mark, never tires of looking at her +"beautiful white fingers," nor she of twisting them into +his black beard,—an insult to an Oriental, which he +bears with an equanimity equal to his fondness for her. +The cunning fellows have begun to make use of her too, +and when they want anything, ask the favor in the name +of Lilli Bâbâ (they cannot manage "Olivia" at all). +They know the spell is potent. +</p> +</div> + +<p>The following letters from his wife's pen give a +lively picture of "domestic" life in the wilderness, +and of the wilderness itself:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +"<i>January, 1854.</i> +</p> + +<p>"Picture to yourself an immense plain, flat as a billiard +table, but not as green, with here and there a dotting +of camel thorn about eighteen inches high, by way of +vegetation. This far as the eye can reach on the east, +west, and south of us, but on the north the lasting snows +of the mighty Himalaya glitter and sparkle like a rosy +diadem above the lower range, which is close to our +camp. What would you say to life in such a wilderness? +or how would you stare to see the officers sit down to +table with sword and pistol? The baby never goes for +an airing without a guard of armed horsemen; what a +sensation such a cortege would create in Hyde Park!" +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_198" id="Page_198">198</a></span></p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +"<i>April 15th.</i></p> + +<p>"You ask for some detail of our life out here, and the +history of one day will be a picture of every one, with +little variation.</p> + +<p>"At the first bugle, soon after daylight, W. gets up +and goes to parade, and from thence to superintend the +proceedings at the fort.</p> + +<p>"By nine o'clock we are both ready for breakfast, +after which W. disappears into his business tent, where +he receives regimental reports, examines recruits, whether +men or horses, superintends stores and equipments, hears +complaints, and settles disputes, &c. &c. The regimental +business first dispatched, then comes 'kutcherry,' or civil +court matters, receiving petitions, adjusting claims, with a +still longer &c. You may have some small idea of the +amount of this work, when I tell you that during the +month of March he disposed of twenty-one serious criminal +cases, such as murder, and 'wounding with intent,' +and nearly 300 charges of felony, larceny, &c. At two +o'clock he comes in for a look at his bairn, and a glass of +wine. Soon after five a cup of tea, and then we order +the horses, and in the saddle till nearly eight, when I go +with him again to the fort, the garden, and the roads, +diverging occasionally to fix the site of a new village, a +well, or a watercourse.</p> + +<p>"You can understand something of the delight of galloping +over the almost boundless plain in the cool, fresh +air, (for the mornings and evenings are still lovely,) with +the ground now enamelled with sweet-scented flowers, +and the magnificent mountains nearest us assuming every +possible hue which light and shadow can bestow. On +our return to camp, W. hears more reports till dinner, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_199" id="Page_199">199</a></span> +which is sometimes shared by the other officers, or chance +guests.</p> + +<p>"When we are alone, as soon as dinner is over, the +letters which have arrived in the evening are examined, +classified, and descanted on, sometimes answered; and I +receive my instructions for next day's work in copying +papers, answering letters, &c. And now do you not +think that prayers and bed are the fitting and well-earned +ending to the labors of the day?</p> + +<p>"When you remember, too, that, in building the fort, +roads, and bridges, W. has to make his bricks and burn +them, to search for his timber and fell it, you will not +deny that his hands are full enough; but in addition, he +has to search for workmen, and when brought here, to +procure them food and means of cooking it. Some are +Mussulmans and eat meat, which must be killed and +cooked by their own people. Some are Hindoos, who +only feed on grain and vegetables, but every single man +must have his own chula or fireplace, with an inclosure +for him and his utensils, and if by chance any foot but +his own overstep his little mud wall, he will neither eat +nor work till another sun has arisen. Then some smoke, +while others hold it in abhorrence; some only drink +water, others must have spirits; so that it is no easy matter +to arrange the conflicting wants of some 1,100 laborers. +I shall be very thankful when this Murdân Kôte is finished, +for it will relieve my poor husband of half his +labor and anxiety.</p> + +<p>"By way of variety, we have native sports on great +holidays,—such as throwing the spear at a mark, or +'Nazabaze,' which is, fixing a stake of twelve or eighteen +inches into the ground, which must be taken up on the +spear's point while passing it at full gallop, or putting an +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_200" id="Page_200">200</a></span> +orange on the top of a bamboo a yard high, and cutting +it through with a sword at full speed. W. is very clever +at this, rarely failing, but the spears are too long for any +but a lithe native to wield without risking a broken arm. +The scene is most picturesque;—the flying horsemen in +their flowing many-colored garments, and the grouping of +the lookers-on, make me more than ever regret not having +a ready pencil-power to put them on paper.</p> + +<p>"The weather has been particularly unfavorable to the +progress of the fort, so that we are still in our temporary +hut and tents. Of course we feel the heat much more, so +domiciled. W. is grievously overworked, still his health +is wonderfully good, and his spirits as wild as if he were +a boy again. He is never so well pleased as when he +has the baby in his arms." +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Attok</span>, <i>June 9th, 1854</i>. +</p> + +<p>... We are so far on the way to Murree, and here, I +grieve to say, we part for the next three months. I hope +to rejoin them for a month in September, and accompany +them back to our new home, for by that time I trust that +my fortified cantonment will be ready, and our house too. +This said fort has been a burden and a stumbling-block to +me for months, and added grievously to my work, as I am +sole architect. It is built regularly, but of earthworks +and mud, and as it covers an area of twelve acres, you +may believe that it has been no slight task to superintend +its construction. It is a sad necessity, and the curse of +Indian life, this repeatedly recurring separation, but anything +is better than to see the dear ones suffer. I am fortunately +very well, and as yet untouched by the unusual +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_201" id="Page_201">201</a></span> +virulence with which the hot weather has commenced +this year. +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<p class="center"><i>To his Father.</i></p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Murree</span>, <i>July 17th, 1854</i>. +</p> + +<p>I was summoned from Euzofzai to these hills, on the +26th June, by the tidings of the dangerous illness of our +sweet baby. I found her in a sinking state, and though +she was spared to us for another fortnight of deep anxiety +and great wretchedness, there was, from the time I +arrived, scarcely a hope of her recovery. Slowly and +by imperceptible degrees her little life wasted away until, +early on the morning of the 10th, she breathed her soul +away, so gently that those watching her intently were +conscious of no change. The deep agony of this bereavement +I have no words to describe. We had watched +her growth, and prided ourselves on her development +with such absorbing interest and joy; and she had so won +our hearts by her extreme sweetness and most unusual +intelligence, that she had become the very centre and +light of our home life, and in losing her we seem to have +lost everything. Her poor mother is sadly bowed down +by this great grief, and has suffered terribly both in health +and spirits.</p> + +<p>I have got permission to remain with her a few days, +but I must return to my duty before the end of the +month.</p> + +<p>We had the best and kindest of medical advice, and +everything, I believe, which skill could do was tried, but +in vain. She was lent to us to be our joy and comfort +for a time, and was taken from us again, and the blank +she has left behind is great indeed. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_202" id="Page_202">202</a></span></p> + +<p>I dare not take Susie down with me, much as she +wishes it, at this season, and in her state of health. I +must therefore leave her here till October. It is very +sad work to part again under these circumstances, but in +this wretched country there is no help for us. Your +kind and affectionate expressions about our little darling, +and your keen appreciation of the "unfailing source of +comfort and refreshment she was to my wearied spirit," +came to me just as I had ceased to hope for the precious +babe's life.</p> + +<p>... It has been a very, very bitter blow to us. She +had wound her little being round our hearts to an extent +which we neither of us knew until we woke from the +brief dream of beauty, and found ourselves childless. +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left55"> +<span class="smcap">Camp, Murdân</span>, <i>Sept. 17th, 1854</i>. +</p> + +<p>I am alone now, having none of my officers here save +the doctor. But the border is quiet, and except a great +deal of crime and villany, I have not any great difficulties +to contend with. My new fort to hold the regiment +and protect the frontier is nearly finished, and my new +house therein will be habitable before my wife comes +down from Murree. So after two years and a quarter +of camp and hutting, I shall enjoy the luxury of a room +and the dignity of a house. +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left55"> +<span class="smcap">Fort, Murdân</span>, <i>Oct. 31st, 1854</i>. +</p> + +<p>I can give better accounts of our own state than for +many a long day. Dear Susie is much better than for a +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_203" id="Page_203">203</a></span> +year past, and gaining strength daily, and I am as well as +possible. We are now in our new house in this fort, which +has caused me so much labor and anxiety; and I assure +you, a most comfortable dwelling we find it. Our houses +(I mean the European officers') project from the general +front of the works at the angles of the bastions, and are +quite private, and away from the noisy soldiers; and we +have, for India, a very pretty view of the hills and plains +around us. Above all, the place seems a very healthy +one. To your eye, fresh from England, it would appear +desolate from its solitude and oppressive from the vastness +of the scale of scene. A wide plain, without a break or +a tree, thirty miles long, by fifteen to twenty miles wide, +forms our immediate foreground on one side, and an endless +mass of mountains on the other.</p> + +<p>We have just heard by telegraph of the engagement at +Alma, but only a brief electric shock of a message, without +details. We are in an age of wonders. Ten months +ago, there was not a telegraph in Hindostan, yet the +news which reached Bombay on the 27th of this month, +was printed at Lahore, 1,200 miles from the coast, that +same afternoon. +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Murdân</span>, <i>Nov. 16th, 1854</i>.</p> +<p>As yet, we have only felt the surging of the storm +which convulses Eastern Europe. The only palpable +sign of the effects of Russian intrigue which we have +had, has been the commencement of negotiation with the +Dost Mahomed Khan, of Cabul, who, under the pressure +from without, has been fain to seek for alliance and aid +from us. Nothing is yet known of his demands, or the +intentions of Government, but one thing is certain, that +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_204" id="Page_204">204</a></span> +the commencement of negotiations with us, is the beginning +of evil days for Affghanistan.</p> + +<p>In India, we must either keep altogether aloof or absorb. +All our history shows that sooner or later connection +with us is political death. The sunshine is not +more fatal to a dew-drop than our friendship or alliance +to an Asiatic Kingdom. +</p> +</div> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_205" id="Page_205">205</a></span></p> + +<h2 class="p6">CHAPTER VIII.</h2> + +<p class="ch_summ"> +REVERSES.—UNJUST TREATMENT.—LOSS OF COMMAND.—RETURN +TO REGIMENTAL DUTIES.</p> + +<p>Up to this time my brother's career in India +had been one of almost uninterrupted prosperity. +He had attained a position unprecedented for a +man of his standing in the service, and enjoyed +a reputation for daring, enterprise, and ability, only +equalled by the estimation in which he was held +by all who knew him, for high principle and sterling +worth. He was, as he described himself, the +most fortunate and the happiest man in India. +But now the tide of fortune turned.</p> + +<p>A storm had for some time been gathering, the +indications of which he had either overlooked or +despised, till it burst with its full force upon him, +and seemed for the moment to carry all before it, +blasting his fair fame and sweeping away his fortunes. +Many circumstances had conspired to +bring about this result, some of which will only +be fully appreciated by those who are acquainted +with the internal politics of the Punjaub at that +period. His appointment to the command of the +Guides, over the heads of many of his seniors, +had from the first excited much jealousy and ill-will +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_206" id="Page_206">206</a></span> +among the numerous aspirants to so distinguished +a post. In India, more than in any other +country, a man cannot be prosperous or fortunate +without making many enemies; and every ascent +above the level of your contemporaries secures so +many additional "good haters;" nor is there any +country where enmity is more unscrupulous in the +means to which it has recourse. This mattered +comparatively little to my brother, so long as Sir +Henry Lawrence, to whose firm and discriminating +friendship he owed his appointment, remained +in power. He, however, had been removed from +the Administration of the Punjaub, and those +who had effected his removal, and now reigned +supreme, were not likely to look with very favorable +eyes upon one who, like my brother, was +known as his <i>protégé</i> and confidant, and had not +perhaps been as guarded, as in prudence he ought +to have been, in the expressions of his opinion on +various transactions. More recently still, Colonel +Mackeson, the Resident at Peshawur, his immediate +superior, for whom he entertained the highest +regard and affection, which was, I believe, +reciprocated, had fallen a victim to the dagger of +the assassin. This had, if possible, a still more +injurious influence on my brother's position, as +the new Resident was, both on public and private +grounds, opposed to him, and made no secret of +his wish to get rid of him from the charge of the +frontier.</p> + +<p>With a prospect of such support, my brother's +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_207" id="Page_207">207</a></span> +enemies were not likely to be idle. He had been +warned more than once of their undermining operations; +but strong in conscious integrity, and +unwilling to suspect others of conduct which he +would have scorned himself, he "held straight +on" upon his usual course, till he found himself +overwhelmed by a mass of charges affecting his +conduct, both in his military and civil capacity.</p> + +<p>All that malice could invent or ingenuity distort, +was brought forward to give importance to +the accusations laid against him. Every trifling +irregularity or error of judgment was so magnified, +that a mighty fabric was raised on a single +grain of truth; and the result was, that towards +the close of the year he was summoned before a +court of inquiry at Peshawur.</p> + +<p>That which seemed principally to give color to +the charges against him was, that there was undeniably +confusion and irregularity in the regimental +accounts; but this confusion, far from +having originated with him, had been very materially +rectified. He had succeeded to the command +in October, 1852, and within twenty-four +hours started on a campaign which lasted between +seven and eight weeks, without any audit +of accounts between himself and his predecessor, +who had, immediately on making over the command, +left for England; so that he found a mass +of unexplained confusion, which he had been endeavoring, +during his period of command, gradually +to reduce to some order. This he had to a +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_208" id="Page_208">208</a></span> +certain extent accomplished when summoned unexpectedly +to undergo an investigation and meet +the gravest accusations.</p> + +<p>I will, however, in preference to any statements +of my own, which might not unnaturally be suspected +of partiality, insert here, though it was +written at a later period, a letter, giving an account +of the whole affair, from one whose opinion +must carry the greatest weight with all who know +him, either personally or by reputation, Sir R. +Napier. It has somewhat of an official character, +as it was addressed to the colonel of the 1st +Bengal European Fusileers, when my brother +subsequently rejoined that regiment.</p> + +<p>And I may here observe, with regard to anything +which I may now or hereafter say reflecting +on the conduct and motives of those concerned +in this attempt to ruin my brother's prospects, +that I should not have ventured to make these +remarks simply on his authority, unless I had had +them confirmed, and more than confirmed, by +men of the highest character, both civil and military, +who were cognizant of all the transactions, +and did not scruple to express their indignation +at what they characterized as a most cruel and +unjust persecution.</p> + +<hr class="l15" /> +<p class="center"><i>From</i> <span class="smcap">Colonel</span> (<i>now</i> <span class="smcap">Sir R.</span>) <span class="smcap">Napier</span>, <i>Chief Engineer, Punjaub, to</i> +<span class="smcap">Colonel Welchman</span>, <i>1st Bengal Fusileers</i>.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> + +<p class="left65"> +"<span class="smcap">Umbâla</span>, <i>March, 1856</i>.</p> + +<p>"<span class="smcap">My dear Col. Welchman</span>,—I have great pleasure +in meeting your request, to state in writing my +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_209" id="Page_209">209</a></span> +opinion regarding my friend Lieutenant Hodson's case. +Having been on intimate terms of friendship with him +since 1846, I was quite unprepared for the reports to his +disadvantage which were circulated, and had no hesitation +in pronouncing my utter disbelief in, and repudiation +of them, as being at variance with everything I had ever +known of his character. On arriving at Peshawur in +March, 1855, I found that Lieutenant Hodson had been +undergoing a course of inquiry before a Special Military +Court, and on reading a copy of the proceedings, I perceived +at once that the whole case lay in the correctness +of his regimental accounts; that his being summoned +before a Court, after suspension from civil and military +duty, and after an open invitation (under regimental +authority) to all complainants in his regiment, was a +most unusual ordeal, such as no man could be subjected +to without the 'greatest disadvantage; and notwithstanding +this, the proceedings' did not contain a single substantial +case against him, provided he could establish the +validity of his regimental accounts; and that he could +do this I felt more than confident. The result of Major +Taylor's laborious and patient investigation of Lieutenant +Hodson's regimental accounts has fully justified, but has +not at all added to, the confidence that I have throughout +maintained in the honor and uprightness of his conduct. +It has, however, shown (what I believed, but had not the +same means of judging of) how much labor Lieutenant +Hodson bestowed in putting the affairs of his regiment +in order. Having seen a great deal of the manner in +which the Guide Corps has been employed, I can well +understand how difficult it has been to maintain anything +like regularity of office; and how impossible it may be +for those who remain quietly in stations with efficient +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_210" id="Page_210">210</a></span> +establishments, to understand or make allowance for the +difficulties and irregularities entailed by rapid movements +on service, and want of proper office means in adjusting +accounts for which no organized system had been established. +The manner in which Lieutenant Hodson has +elucidated his accounts since he had access to the necessary +sources of information, appears to be highly creditable. +I have twice had the good fortune to have been +associated with him on military service, when his high +qualities commanded admiration. I heartily rejoice, +therefore, both as a friend and as a member of the service, +'at his vindication from most grievous and unjust +imputations.' And while I congratulate the regiment on +his return to it, I regret that one of the best swords +should be withdrawn from the frontier service.—I remain, +yours very sincerely,</p> + +<p class="left65"> +"<span class="smcap">R. Napier</span>." +</p> +</div> + +<p>On the receipt of Major Reynell Taylor's report, +to which reference is here made, Mr. Montgomery, +(then one of the Commissioners for the +Punjaub, now the Chief Commissioner in Oude,) +one of the men who, under God, have saved India, +wrote as follows:—</p> + +<p> +"To me the whole report seemed more satisfactory +than any one I had ever read; and considering +Major Taylor's high character, patience, +and discernment, and the lengthened period he +took to investigate every detail, most triumphant. +This I have expressed to all with whom I have +conversed on the subject." +</p> + +<p>All this, however, is an anticipation of the due +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_211" id="Page_211">211</a></span> +order of events. I must go back again to the +Court of Inquiry, in order to show more clearly +the injustice to which Lieutenant Hodson was +exposed. The proceedings of the Court terminated +on the 15th January, 1855. Till they were +submitted to the Governor-General, no decision +could be given, nor any report published, though +every publicity had been given to the accusations +made. Up to the last week in July, the papers +had not been forwarded from Lahore to be laid +before him. Meanwhile, not merely had my +brother been suspended from civil and military +duty during the inquiry, but without waiting for +the result, he had been superseded in his command, +on the ground that his continuing in Euzofzai, +where his corps was stationed, was inconsistent +with the public interest. This will appear +scarcely credible, but worse remains behind.</p> + +<p>Ten months after the conclusion of the inquiry, +in consequence of repeated applications from my +brother for a minute investigation of his accounts, +Major Taylor, as has been mentioned, was appointed +to examine them, and on the 13th February, +1856, made his report. The document itself +is too long and technical for publication, but the +written opinions I have already quoted, of Sir R. +Napier and Mr. Montgomery, are sufficient to +show that it completely established Lieutenant +Hodson's innocence, and cleared him from the +grievous and unjust imputations cast upon him. +Yet in March, 1857, he discovered that this report +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_212" id="Page_212">212</a></span> +had never been communicated to the Commander-in-Chief, +or Secretary to Government. It had +been quietly laid aside in some office, and no +more notice taken. Lord Dalhousie left India, +having heard all that could be said against him, +and nothing in his vindication. I might give +many other details illustrative of the manner in +which, even in the nineteenth century, official enmity +can succeed in crushing one who is so unfortunate +as to be its victim, and of the small +chance which exists of redress, but I will not +weary my readers with them.</p> + +<p>I give a few extracts from my brother's letters +at different times in the course of these proceedings, +to show the spirit in which he bore this +trial, bitter though it was, peculiarly grievous to +one of his sensitive feelings on all points of +honor.</p> + +<p>In August, 1855, he wrote to me:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +They have not been able, with all their efforts, to fix +anything whatever upon me; all their allegations (and +they were wide enough in their range) have fallen to the +ground; and the more serious ones have been utterly disproved +by the mere production of documents and books. +The most vicious assertion was, that I had been so careless +of the public money passing through my hands, that +I had not only kept no proper accounts, but that paper +had never been inked on the subject, and consequently it +would be impossible to ascertain whether or not any deficiency +existed in my regimental treasure chest; and this +after I had laid my books on the table of the Court, and +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_213" id="Page_213">213</a></span> +begged that they might be examined, and after I had +subsequently officially applied for their examination by +proper accountants. Well, after seven months' delay, I +was offered the opportunity of producing them; and thus +I have now at last a chance of bringing out the real state +of the case. Up to the present time, the most critical and +hostile examination, lasting a month, has only served to +prove my earliest assertion, and my only one, that I could +give an ample account of every farthing of money intrusted +to me, whenever it might please the powers that +be to inquire into it. The sum total of money represented +by my account amounts to about 120,000<i>l.</i>, passing +through my hands in small fractional sums of receipt +and expenditure.</p> + +<p>Not only do they find that I have regular connected +accounts of everything, but that these are supported by +vouchers and receipts. It has been a severe trial, and +the prolonged anxiety and distress of the past nine months +have been nearly insupportable.</p> + +<p>I almost despair of making you, or any one not on the +spot, understand the ins and outs of the whole affair; and +I can only trust to the result, and to the eventual production +of all the papers, to put things in their proper light. +In the mean time I must endeavor to face the wrong, the +grievous, foul wrong, with a constant and unshaken heart, +and to endure humiliation and disgrace with as much +equanimity as I may, and with the same soldierlike +fortitude with which I ought to face danger, suffering, +and death in the path of duty. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_214" id="Page_214">214</a></span></p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Naoshera</span>, <i>Nov. 4th, 1855</i>. +</p> + +<p>Your two sad letters came close upon one another, but +I could not write then. The blow<a name="FNanchor_16" id="FNanchor_16" href="#Footnote_16" class="fnanchor">[16]</a> was overwhelming; +coming, too, at a time of unprecedented suffering and +trial, it was hard to bear up against. What a year this +has been! What ages of trial and of sorrow seem to +have been crowded into a few short months. Our darling +babe was taken from us on the day my public misfortunes +began, and death has robbed us of our father +before their end. The brain-pressure was almost too +much for me, coming as the tidings did at a time of peculiar +distress.... The whole, indeed, is so peculiarly +sad that one's heart seems chilled and dulled by the very +horror of the calamity.... I look with deep anxiety +for your next letters, but the mail seems exclusively +occupied with Sebastopol, and to have left letters behind. +</p> +</div> + +<p>Again, to his sister, some months later:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +I trust fondly that better days are coming; but really +the weary watching and waiting for a gleam of daylight +through the clouds, and never to see it, is more harassing +and harder to bear up against than I could have supposed +possible. I have been tried to the utmost, I do think. A +greater weight of public and private calamity and sorrow +surely never fell at once on any individual. But it has +to be borne, and I try to face it manfully and patiently, +and to believe that it is for some good and wise end.</p> + +<p>By the way, I was much gratified and surprised at seeing, +in an article in the <i>Calcutta Review</i> written and +signed by Sir Henry Lawrence, a most flattering testimony<a name="FNanchor_17" id="FNanchor_17" href="#Footnote_17" class="fnanchor">[17]</a> +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_215" id="Page_215">215</a></span> +to my military character. Coming at such a time +it is doubly valuable. +</p> +</div> + +<p>In another letter, he says:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +It is pleasant indeed to find that not a man who knows +me has any belief that there has been anything wrong. +They think I have been politically wrong in not consulting +my own interests by propitiating the powers that be, +and they know that I am the victim of official enmity in +high places; but I am proud to say, that not one of them +all (and indeed I believe I might include my worst foes +and accusers in the category) believes that I have committed +any more than errors of judgment, and that, owing +to the pressure of work which came upon me all at once, +and which was more than one man could manage at once, +without leaving something to be done at a more convenient +season.</p> + +<p>I can honestly say, that for months before I was summoned +into Peshawur for the inquiry, I had never known +what a half hour's respite from toil and anxiety was; in +fact, ever since I first traced the lines of the fort at Murdân, +in December, 1853, I was literally weighed down +by incessant calls on my time and attention, and went to +bed at night thoroughly exhausted and worn out, to rise +before daylight to a renewed round of toil and worry.</p> + +<p>I remember telling John Lawrence, that, if they got rid +of me, he would require three men to do the work which +I had been doing for Government; and it has already +proved literally true. They have had to appoint three +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_216" id="Page_216">216</a></span> +different officers to the work I had done single-handed, +and that, too, after the worst was over! +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Umbâla</span>, <i>March 25th, 1856</i>. +</p> + +<p>Of myself I have little to tell you; things have been +much in <i>statu quo</i>. Major Taylor's report, of which I +am going to send you a copy, is most satisfactory. There +is much which you will probably not understand in the +way of technicalities, but the general purport will be clear +to you.</p> + +<p>I expect to join my regiment in about three weeks. +They are marching up from Bengal to Dugshai, a hill +station sixty miles from hence, and ten from Kussowlee +and Subathoo respectively, so I shall be close to old +haunts. I am very glad we shall be in a good climate, +for though I have not given in or failed, I am thankful +to say, still the last eighteen months have told a good +deal upon me, and I am not up to heat or work. If the +colonel (Welchman) can, he is going to give me the adjutancy +of the regiment, which will be a gain in every +way, not only as showing to the world that, in spite of all +which has happened, there is nothing against my character, +but as increasing my income, and giving me the opportunity +of learning a good deal of work which will be +useful to me, and of doing, I hope, a good deal of good +amongst the men. It will be the first step up the ladder +again, after tumbling to the bottom. +</p> +</div> + +<p>Soon afterwards, Lieutenant Hodson rejoined +the 1st Fusileers at Dugshai. It may be necessary +for the sake of unprofessional readers, to explain +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_217" id="Page_217">217</a></span> +that during the whole time that he had been +Assistant Commissioner in the Punjaub, or in +command of the Guides, he had continued to belong +to this regiment, as political or staff appointments +in India do not dissolve an officer's connection +with his own regiment.</p> + +<p>On April 8th he writes from Dugshai:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +... I have but little to tell you to cheer you on +my account. My health, which had stood the trial wonderfully, +was beginning to fail, but I shall soon be strong +again in this healthy mountain air 7,000 feet above the +sea.</p> + +<p>This is a great thing, but it is very hard to begin again +as a regimental subaltern after nearly eleven years' hard +work. However, I am very fond of the profession, and +there is much to be done, and much learnt, and, under +any other circumstances, I should not regret being with +English soldiers again for a time. Every one believes +that I shall soon be righted, but the "soon" is a long +time coming. I was much gratified the other day by an +unexpected visit from Mr. Charles Raikes, one of the +Punjaub Commissioners, who was passing through Umbâla, +on his way to take a high appointment at Agra. I +had no personal knowledge of him, but he came out of +his way to call upon me, and express his sympathy and +his appreciation of (what he was pleased to call) my high +character.</p> + +<p>He said much that was encouraging and pleasing, which +I need not repeat. It served pleasantly, however, to show +that the tide was turning, and that in good men's minds +my character stood as high as ever. +</p> +</div> + +<p>In addition to his other troubles, my brother +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_218" id="Page_218">218</a></span> +was suffering all this time from a dislocated ankle. +He says in June:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +I have nothing to tell you of myself, save that I have +to-day, for the first time for eight weeks, put my foot to +the ground; I cannot, however, yet walk a yard without +crutches. +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Dugshai</span>, <i>Sept. 24th, 1856</i>. +</p> + +<p>I strive to look the worst boldly in the face as I would +an enemy in the field, and to do my appointed work resolutely +and to the best of my ability, satisfied that there is +a reason for all; and that even irksome duties well done +bring their own reward, and that if not, still they are +duties.</p> + +<p>But it is sometimes hard to put up with the change! +I am getting a little stronger on my ankle, but am still +unable, at the end of five months, to do more than walk +about the house. Fancy my not being able to walk 200 +yards for half a year. +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Dugshai</span>, <i>Nov. 6th</i>. +</p> + +<p>I yearn to be at home again and see you all, but I am +obliged to check all such repinings and longings, and +keep down all canker cares and bitternesses, and set my +teeth hard, and will earnestly to struggle on and do my +allotted work as well and cheerfully as may be, satisfied +that in the end a brighter time will come. +</p> +</div> + +<p>I know nothing in my brother's whole career +more truly admirable, or showing more real heroism, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_219" id="Page_219">219</a></span> +than his conduct at this period while battling +with adverse fates.</p> + +<p>Deeply as he felt the change in his position, he +accommodated himself to it in a manner that +won the admiration and esteem of all. Instead +of despising his regimental duties, irksome and +uninteresting, comparatively speaking, as they +were, he discharged them with a zeal and energy, +as well as cheerfulness, which called forth the following +strong expressions of commendation from +the colonel of his regiment. They are taken from +a letter addressed to the Adjutant-General of the +army:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +"<span class="smcap">Umbâla</span>, <i>Jan. 18th, 1857</i>. +</p> + +<p>... "I consider it a duty, and at the same time feel a +great pleasure, in requesting you to submit, for the consideration +of his Excellency the Commander-in-Chief, +this my public record and acknowledgment of the very +essential service Lieutenant Hodson has done the regiment +at my especial request. On the arrival of the regiment +at Dugshai, I asked Lieutenant Hodson to act as +quartermaster. I pointed out to him that, mainly owing +to a rapid succession of quartermasters when the regiment +was on field-service, the office had fallen into very +great disorder;... and that he would have to restore +order out of complicated disorder, and to organize a more +efficient working system for future guidance and observance. +To my great relief and satisfaction, Lieutenant +Hodson most cheerfully undertook the onerous duties; +he was suffering at the same time severe bodily pain, +consequent on a serious accident, yet this did not in any +way damp his energy, or prevent his most successfully +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_220" id="Page_220">220</a></span> +carrying out the object in view.... It is impossible to do +otherwise than believe that this officer's numerous qualifications +are virtually lost to the State by his being employed +as a regimental subaltern, as he is fitted for, and +capable of doing great justice to, any staff situation; and +I am convinced, that should his Excellency receive with +approval this solicitation to confer on him some appointment +suited to the high ability, energy, and zeal which I +fear I have but imperfectly brought to notice, it would be +as highly advantageous to the service as gratifying to +myself. An officer whose superior mental acquirements +are fully acknowledged by all who know him; who has +ably performed the duties of a civil magistrate in a disturbed +district; whose knowledge of engineering has +been practically brought into play in the construction of a +fort on the Northwestern frontier; whose gallant conduct +in command of a regiment in many a smart engagement +has been so highly commended, and by such competent +authorities, is one whom I have confidence in recommending +for advancement; and in earnestly, yet most +respectfully, pressing the recommendation, I plead this +officer's high qualifications as my best apology....</p> + +<p class="left45"> +"I have, &c.</p> + +<p class="left25">(Signed) +<span class="smcap left25">J. Welchman</span>,</p> + +<p class="left45">"<i>Lieut.-Col. Commanding 1st Bengal +Fusileers</i>." +</p> +</div> + +<p>Quite as strong was the testimony borne by +Brigadier-General Johnstone:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left25"> +"<i>To the</i> <span class="smcap">Adjutant-General</span> <i>of the Army</i>.<br /> + +<span class="smcap i4">"Sirhind Division, Head-Quarters, Umbâla</span>,<br /> +<span class="i10"><i>Jan. 30th, 1857</i>.</span></p> + +<p>"Sir,—My mere counter-signature to Colonel Welchman's +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_221" id="Page_221">221</a></span> +letter in favor of Lieutenant Hodson seems so +much less than the occasion demands, that I trust his +Excellency will allow of my submitting it in a more +special and marked manner. I beg to accompany Colonel +Welchman's letter with a testimony of my own to +the high character of the officer in question.</p> + +<p>"Rejoining his regiment as a lieutenant, from the exercise +of an important command calling daily for the +display of his energy, activity, and self-reliance, and frequently +for the manifestation of the highest qualities of +the partisan leader, or of the regular soldier, Lieutenant +Hodson, with patience, perseverance, and zeal, undertook +and carried out the laborious minor duties of the regimental +staff as well as those of a company; and, with a +diligence, method, and accuracy such as the best trained +regimental officers have never surpassed, succeeded, in a +manner fully justifying the high commendation bestowed +on him by his commanding officer. As a soldier in the +field, Lieutenant Hodson has gained the applause of +officers of the highest reputation, eye-witnesses of his +ability and courage. On the testimony of others, I refer +to these, and that testimony so honorable to his name I +beg herewith to submit to his Excellency.</p> + +<p>"On my own observation, I am enabled to speak to +Lieutenant Hodson's character and qualities in quarters, +and I do so in terms of well-earned commendation, and +at the same time in the earnest hope that his merits and +qualifications will obtain for him such favor and preferment +at the hands of his Excellency as he may deem fit +to bestow on this deserving officer.</p> + +<p class="left45"> +"I have, &c.</p> + +<p class="left25">(Signed) +<span class="smcap i4">"M. C. Johnstone</span>,<br /> +<span class="i10">"<i>Brigadier-General, &c.</i>"</span></p> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_222" id="Page_222">222</a></span></p> +</div> + +<p>I must add a few more extracts from Lieutenant +Hodson's letters to myself and others, to +complete this part of his history:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Dugshai</span>, <i>April 7th, 1857</i>. +</p> + +<p>Your letter written this day three months reached me +at Umbâla, at our mildest of "Chobhams" in the middle +of February, and deserved an earlier reply, but I have +been taken quite out of the private correspondence line +lately, by incessant calls on my time. Regimental work +in camp in India, with European regiments, no less than +in quarters, is contrived to cut up one's time into infinitesimal +quantities, and keep one waiting for every other +half hour through the day. I had more time for writing +when I commanded a frontier regiment, and governed a +province! These winter camps are very profitable, however, +and not by any means unpleasant; and as Umbâla +was very full, we had an unusual amount of society for +India, and some very pleasant meetings. I was too lame +to dance, but not to dine, and take part in charades or +tableaux, and so forth, and so contrived to keep alive +after the day's work was over. I got +some <span class="greek" title="kudos">κῦδος</span> and vast +kindness for performing the more strictly professional +rôle of brigade-major to one of the infantry brigades, +and had excellent opportunities of learning the essential, +but so seldom taught or learned art, of manœuvring +bodies of troops. My service has been so much on the +frontier and with detached corps, that I had previously +had but small opportunities for the study. I had an +interview with General Anson the other day, and I hope +a satisfactory one. He is a very pleasant mannered and +gentlemanly man, open and frank in speech, and quick to +a proverb in apprehension, taking in the pith of a matter +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_223" id="Page_223">223</a></span> +at a glance. As I always thought, it turned out that +Major Taylor's report had never reached the Commander-in-Chief, +and they had only the old one-sided +story to go upon. I explained the whole to him, and as +he had already very kindly read the papers relating to +the matter, he quite comprehended it, and begged me to +give him a copy of Taylor's report, when he would, if +satisfied, try and see justice done me. I trust, therefore, +that at last something will be done to clear me from all +stigma in the matter. As soon as that is done he will +give me some appointment or other, unless Government +do it themselves. Sir Henry Lawrence writes to me +most kindly, and is only waiting a favorable opportunity +to help me.</p> + +<p>We are in a state of some anxiety, owing to the spread +of a very serious spirit of disaffection among the Sepoy +army. One regiment (the 19th of the line) has already +been disbanded, and, if all have their dues, more yet will +be so before long. It is our great danger in India, and +Lord Hardinge's prophecy, that our biggest fight in India +would be with our own army, seems not unlikely to be +realized, and that before long. Native papers, education, +and progress are against keeping 200,000 native mercenaries +in hand. +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<p class="center"><i>To a Friend in Calcutta.</i></p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Dugshai</span>, <i>May 5th, 1857</i>. +</p> + +<p>Unless I hear of something to my advantage meanwhile, +I propose starting for Calcutta about the middle of +this merry month of May, with the object of endeavoring +to effect, by personal appeal and explanations, the self-vindication +which no mere paper warfare seems likely to +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_224" id="Page_224">224</a></span> +extort from Government. I had waited patiently for +nearly two years, "striving to be quiet and do my own +business," in the hope that justice, however tardy, would +certainly overtake me, when an incident occurred which +showed that I must adopt a more active mode of procedure +if I wished for success. On applying for employment +with the force in Persia, I met with a refusal, on +the ground of what had occurred when in command of +the Guides. This, you will allow, was calculated to drive +a man to extremities who had been under the impression +all along that his conduct, whensoever and howsoever +called in question, had been amply vindicated.</p> + +<p>It appeared that while everything to my disadvantage +had been carefully communicated by the Punjaub authorities +to army head-quarters, they had, with true liberality +and generosity, suppressed "in toto" the results of the +subsequent inquiry which had, in the opinion of all good +men, amply cleared my good name from the dirt lavished +on it. Even the Secretaries to Government had never +heard of this vindication, and were going on believing +all manner of things to my discredit; Lord Canning, +also, being utterly ignorant of the fact that, subsequently +to Lord Dalhousie's departure, the results of the second +investigation had been communicated to Government.</p> + +<p>There were clearly three courses open to me, "à la +Sir Robert Peel."</p> + +<p>1st. Suicide.</p> + +<p>2d. To resign the service in disgust, and join the +enemy.</p> + +<p>3d. To make the Governor-General eat his words, and +apologize.</p> + +<p>I chose the last.</p> + +<p>The first was too melodramatic and foreign; the second +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_225" id="Page_225">225</a></span> +would have been a triumph to my foes in the Punjaub; +besides, the enemy might have been beaten!</p> + +<p>I have determined therefore, on a trip to Calcutta.</p> + +<p>You will, I have no doubt, agree with me that I am +perfectly right in taking the field against the enemy, and +not allowing the Government to rest until I have carried +my point. +</p> +</div> + +<p>In another letter of the same date:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +I have had another interview with General Anson at +Simla, and nothing could have been more satisfactory. +He was most polite, even cordial, and while he approved +of my suggestion of going down to Calcutta to have personal +explanations with the people there, and evidently +thought it a plucky idea to undertake a journey of 2,500 +miles in such weather (May and June), yet he said that +I had better wait till I heard again from him, for he +would write himself to Lord Canning, and try to get +justice done me.</p> + +<p>I do trust the light is breaking through the darkness, +and that before long I may have good news to send you, +in which I am sure you will rejoice. +</p> +</div> + +<p>It did break from a most unexpected quarter.</p> + +<p>This was the last letter received in England +from my brother for some months. Six days +after it was written, the outbreak at Meerut occurred, +and almost immediately India was in a +blaze.</p> + +<p>"Fortunate was it," my brother afterwards +said, "that I was delayed by General Anson till +he received an answer from Lord Canning, or I +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_226" id="Page_226">226</a></span> +should undoubtedly have been murdered at some +station on the road. The answer never came. It +must have been between Calcutta and Allygurh +when disturbances broke out, and was, with all +the dâks for many days, destroyed or plundered."</p> + +<p>Most fortunate, too, was it, (if we may use +such an expression,) that in the hour of India's +extremity, Lieutenant Hodson was within reach +of the Commander-in-Chief, and available for +service. It was no longer a time to stand on +official etiquette. In that crisis, which tried the +bravest to the utmost, when a strong will and +cool head and brave heart were needed, he at +once rose again to his proper place in counsel +and in action.</p> + +<p>But I must not anticipate what belongs to the +next chapter. One fact, however, I cannot refrain +from stating here, as an appropriate conclusion +of this narrative, that within six weeks of +the date of the last letter, Lieutenant Hodson +was actually commanding in the field, before the +walls of Delhi, by General Barnard's special request, +the very corps of Guides from which he +had been so unjustly ousted two years before.</p> + +<p>"Was there ever," he says in reference to it, "a +stranger turn on the wheel of fortune? I have +much cause to be grateful, and I hope I shall not +forget the bitter lessons of adversity."</p> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_227" id="Page_227"></a></span></p> + +<h2 class="p6">PART II.</h2> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<h2>NARRATIVE OF THE DELHI CAMPAIGN, +1857.</h2> + +<hr class="l5" /> + +<h2>CHAPTER I.</h2> + +<p class="ch_summ">MARCH DOWN TO DELHI.</p> + +<p>On the 10th May occurred the outbreak at +Meerut, closely followed by the massacre at +Delhi.</p> + +<p>On the 13th, orders were received at Dugshai, +from the Commander-in-Chief, for the 1st Bengal +European Fusileers to march without delay to +Umbâla, where all the regiments from the hill +stations were to concentrate. They set out that +afternoon, and reached Umbâla, a distance of +sixty miles, on the morning of the second day. +From this point Lieutenant Hodson's narrative +commences. It is compiled from the letters or +bulletins which he sent day by day to his wife, +written as best they might, in any moments +which he could snatch from the overwhelming +press of work, sometimes on the field, sometimes +on horseback. It is almost unnecessary to observe, +that they were not intended for the public +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_228" id="Page_228">228</a></span> +eye, and would never have been published had +my lamented brother been alive, as he had the +greatest horror of any of his letters appearing in +print. Now, unhappily, the case is different, and +I feel, in common with many of his friends, that +in justice both to himself and to the gallant band +who formed the "army before Delhi," this record +of heroic fortitude and endurance ought not to be +withheld. It does not profess to be a history of +the siege, or military operations connected with +it; though it is a most valuable contribution to +any history, as Lieutenant Hodson, from his position +as head of the Intelligence Department, +knew better, probably, than any other man what +was going on both amongst the enemy and in +our own force; and his incidental notices will +tell, better, perhaps, than the most labored description, +what our men did and what they suffered. +Full justice will probably never be done +them, nor their trying position appreciated as it +ought to be; besiegers in name, though more +truly besieged; exposed to incessant attacks night +and day; continually thinned in numbers by the +sword, the bullet, the sunstroke, and cholera, and +for many weeks receiving no reinforcements; +feeling sometimes as if they were forgotten by +their countrymen, and yet holding their ground +against a nation in arms, without murmuring or +complaining, and with unshaken determination. +All accounts agree in speaking of the cheerful +and "plucky" spirit that prevailed, both amongst +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_229" id="Page_229">229</a></span> +officers and men, notwithstanding fatigue, privation, +and sickness, as something quite remarkable +even amongst British soldiers. And if there +was one more than another who contributed to +inspire and keep up this spirit, if there was one +more than another who merited that which a +Roman would have considered the highest praise, +that he never despaired of his country, it was +Lieutenant Hodson. I have seen a letter from a +distinguished officer, in which he says:—</p> + +<p class="p2"> +"Affairs at times looked very queer, from the +frightful expenditure of life. Hodson's face was +then like sunshine breaking through the dark +clouds of despondency and gloom that would +settle down occasionally on all but a few brave +hearts, England's worthiest sons, who were determined +to conquer." +</p> + +<p class="p2">If any should be disposed to think that my +brother, in these letters, speaks too exclusively of +his own doings, they must remember, in the first +place, to whom they were addressed; and secondly, +that in describing events—<i>quorum pars magna +fuit</i>—it would be almost impossible not to speak +of himself.</p> + +<p>He himself, even in writing to his wife, thinks +it necessary to apologize for being "egotistical." +I believe, on the other hand, that the highest interest +of the following narrative will be found to +consist in its being a <i>personal</i> narrative, a history +of the man, an unreserved outspeaking of his +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_230" id="Page_230">230</a></span> +mind and feelings; nor am I afraid of others +thinking apology called for. Nor, however much +they may disagree from his criticisms on men and +measures, will they deny that he was well qualified, +both by his opportunities of observation at +the time, and his past experience of Asiatic character, +to form a judgment and express an opinion +without exposing himself to the charge of presumption.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Umbâla</span>, <i>May 15th, 1857</i>.</p> + +<p>We got here after two nights of very harassing marching. +We started badly, the men having been drinking +before they came to parade, and they were hurried too +much in going down hill, consequently there was much +straggling; but, thanks to tattoos (ponies) and carts and +elephants, sent out to meet us, we got in to-day in tolerable +completeness. Affairs are very serious, and unless +very prompt and vigorous measures are taken, the whole +army, and perhaps a large portion of India, will be lost +to us. Delhi is in the hands of the mutineers,—no European +that we can hear of being left alive there,—men, +women, and children, all who were caught, have been +butchered! Brigadier Graves, Abbott, and some others +have escaped. Willoughby, the Ordnance Commissary in +charge of the magazine and arsenal, is said to have fired +it himself to prevent the mutineers having possession of +the contents to arm themselves with,—of course sacrificing +his own life to such a duty. A lac and a half +of muskets would otherwise have been in the hands of +the insurgents. The Commander-in-Chief came in this +morning. Here alarm is the prevalent feeling, and +conciliation, of men with arms in their hands and in +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_231" id="Page_231">231</a></span> +a state of absolute rebellion, the order of the day. This +system, if pursued, is far more dangerous than anything +the Sepoys can do to us. There is an outbreak at +Ferozepoor, but the Europeans have the fort in their +possession; if not, we should be without arms, for the +regiments here have no ammunition, and Philour, our +nearest source of supply, was nearly falling into the hands +of the Sepoys. Even now, some say it is at their mercy. +Fortunately the Maharaja of Puttiala is stanch, and so +are other Sikh chiefs hereabouts. We shall go on to +Delhi in a few days. That city is in the hands of the +insurgents, and the King proclaimed Emperor of Hindostan! +I do trust that the authorities will act with vigor, +else there is no knowing where the affair will end. Oh +for Sir Charles Napier now! +</p> + +<p> +<i>16th.</i>—Little is known for certain of what is going on, +as there is no communication with, or from, below. At +present, the native troops have all gone off bodily; none +remain in cantonments. We march, I believe, on Monday,—9th +Lancers, 75th Queen's, 1st Fusileers, and nine +guns, taking the 5th, 60th Native Infantry, and 4th Cavalry +with us,—nice companions! However, they can do +us no harm, and they might do great mischief if left here. +There has been an outbreak at Ferozepoor and Philour, +but the magazine and bridge at the first place are safe in +the hands of her Majesty's 60th, and the authorities at +Jullundur sent off a party of Europeans and Horse Artillery +at once, who secured the fort at Philour; otherwise +we should have had no ammunition but what the soldiers +carried in their pouches. The times are critical, +but I have no fear of aught save the alarm and indecision +of our rulers. All here is sheer confusion, and there +is a tendency to treat these rebellious Sepoys with a tenderness +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_232" id="Page_232">232</a></span> +as misplaced as it would be pernicious. There is +actually a talk of concentrating troops, and waiting to be +joined by others before marching on Delhi; and they +utterly refuse to detach even a party on Kurnâl to protect +the officers and treasury there. This is all very sad, +and sometimes makes one disposed to question whether +we are not suffering from the "dementia" which Providence +sends as the forerunner of ruin. However, our +course is not yet run, and whatever clouds may gather +over us, there are good results in store. The Punjaub is +quiet. The native troops at Mean-Meer were quietly +disarmed, and do their guards with bayonets only. This +excellent arrangement is Sir John Lawrence's doing. +Nothing is known of Lucknow, or indeed of any place +below Meerut. Allygurh is supposed to have gone. +Some details of the massacre at Delhi, which I have just +heard from one of the escapees, are awful beyond belief. +Charlie Thomason is said to have escaped; Mr. Jennings, +the chaplain, and his daughter were among the victims. +Mr. Beresford, his wife, and five daughters all massacred. +Poor Colonel Ripley lived long enough to say he was +killed by his own men. De Teissier's native artillerymen +joined the rebels with their guns;—he escaped, +though severely wounded.</p> + +<p><i>17th.</i>—We are all terribly anxious about the hill stations, +reports having reached us that the Goorkhas have +mutinied and attacked Simla. 100 men, with ammunition, +have gone off this morning to Kussowlee. Dugshai is +easily defended. Simla is most to be feared.... +All this has put out of my head for the time the good +news for us. Yesterday I was sent for by the Commander-in-Chief, +and appointed Assistant Quartermaster-General +on his personal staff, to be under the immediate +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_233" id="Page_233">233</a></span> +orders of his Excellency, and with command to raise +100 horse and 50 foot, for service in the Intelligence +Department, and as personal escort. All this was done, +moreover, in a most complimentary way, and it is quite +in my line. I am prepared to set to work vigorously; +but I confess my anxiety on account of the reports we +hear respecting the hill stations makes me cruelly anxious.... +General Anson, it seems, wrote about +me to Talbot, but could get no answer before the outbreak +occurred, which makes this act of his, on his own +responsibility, the more complimentary. It is very uncertain +now when we move on. All is quiet in the Punjaub, +I am thankful to say, and the rebels have had +a lesson read them at Ferozepoor which will do good. +The 45th Native Infantry were nearly cut to pieces by +the 10th Light Cavalry,<a name="FNanchor_18" id="FNanchor_18" href="#Footnote_18" class="fnanchor">[18]</a> who pursued them for twelve +miles, and cut them to pieces. This last is a great fact. +One regiment at least has stood by us, and the moral +effect will be great; nothing known yet from below. +Poor Macdonald, of the 20th Native Infantry, his wife, +and their three babes, murdered, with adjuncts not to +be mentioned. John Lawrence is acting with great +vigor, and they have organized a movable force at +Jhelum, composed of her Majesty's 24th and 27th, the +Guides, Kumàon Battalion, and other Irregulars, to move +in any required direction. Montgomery writes in great +spirits and confidence from Lahore. I am just sent for +by the chief.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Kurnâl</span>, <i>May 18th</i>.—According to orders, I left +Umbâla at 8.30 <span class="smcap">p. m.</span>, and reached here at 4.30 <span class="smcap">a. m.</span>, +having prepared everything at Peeplee <i>en route</i>. I had +only "Bux"<a name="FNanchor_19" id="FNanchor_19" href="#Footnote_19" class="fnanchor">[19]</a> with me, and did not apprehend any danger +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_234" id="Page_234">234</a></span> +until within a few miles of Kurnâl, but nothing +whatever happened; the road was deserted, and not a +soul to be seen. I am sheltered in a house occupied by +the refugees from Delhi and the civil officers of Kurnâl, +about fifteen in all, with Mrs. Wagentrieber, her husband, +and sundry sergeants, &c. The European troops +will be here to-night. What would I not give for a +couple of hundred of my old Guides! I flatter myself +I could do something then. As it is, I must bide my +time until I can get a few good men together on whom +I can depend. I have been so busy all day, writing letters +on my knee, sending off electric messages, <i>cum multis +aliis</i>. I can but rejoice that I am employed again; certain, +too, as I am, that the star of Old England will +shine the brighter in the end, and we shall hold a prouder +position than ever. But the crisis is an awful one!</p> + +<p><i>May 19th.</i>—This morning the Commander-in-Chief +ordered me to raise and command an entire new regiment +of Irregular Horse. I do not know who or what +has been at work for me, but he seems willing enough to +give me work to do, and I am willing enough to do it. +The European troops arrived this morning (I sent a telegraphic +message to say so); and the Rajah of Jheend, +with his men, last night. I have offered to clear the +road and open the communication to Meerut and Delhi +with the Rajah's Horse. If the Chief will consent, I +think I am sure of success. It is believed that nothing +has occurred at Agra. The Punjaub all quiet up to last +night; as long as that is the case we shall do. With +God and our Saxon arms to aid us, I have firm faith in +the result.</p> + +<p><i>20th.</i>—Deep anxiety about the safety of the hill stations +continues unabated; no letters,—no certainty,—only +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_235" id="Page_235">235</a></span> +rumors. Were it not for this, I should enter with +full zest into the work before me, and the fresh field +which I owe to General Anson's kindness. He has at +last consented to my trying to open communication with +Meerut, so I start this afternoon to try to make my way +across with a party of the Jheend Horse; and I have, +under Providence, little doubt of success, though I would +rather have a party of my dear old Guides. There has +been an outbreak at Agra, but all the Europeans are +shut up in the fort; Allygurh and Moradabad have mutinied, +but by God's help we shall get safely through.</p> + +<p><i>20th</i>, 2 <span class="smcap">p. m.</span>—Just one line to say I am starting, and +shall not be able to write to-morrow or next day. Still +no tidings from the hills! This is a terrible additional +pull upon one's nerves at a time like this, and is a phase +of war I never calculated on.</p> + +<p><i>May 24th.</i>—I returned from my expedition to Meerut +late last night. It was eminently successful, and I +am off immediately to Umbâla to report progress to the +Chief. Much relieved by a letter from you.</p> + +<p><i>25th.</i>—A hurried line only to say I am safe and well, +but dead beat. I went yesterday to Umbâla by mail-cart +to report to the Commander-in-Chief. Got there at +6 <span class="smcap">p. m.</span>, and started back again at 11 <span class="smcap">p. m.</span> As I have +only had one night in bed out of five, I am tolerably +weary. The Commander-in-Chief arrived this morning. +I will give you more particulars when I have slept. +</p> +</div> + +<p>From a letter written from camp before Delhi, +in August, to Colonel D. Seaton:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +... "As soon as the Commander-in-Chief reached +Umbâla he sent for me, and put me in charge of the Intelligence +Department, as an Assistant Quartermaster-General +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_236" id="Page_236">236</a></span> +General under his personal orders. I left Umbâla by +mail-cart that night for Kurnâl, ascertained the state of +things, made arrangements for the protection and shelter +of the advanced party, and offered to open the road to +Meerut, from Kurnâl. He replied by telegraph. Seventy-two +hours afterwards, I was back in Kurnâl, and +telegraphed to him that I had forced my way to Meerut,<a name="FNanchor_20" id="FNanchor_20" href="#Footnote_20" class="fnanchor">[20]</a> +and obtained all the papers he wanted from the General +there. These I gave him four hours later in Umbâla. +The pace pleased him, I fancy, for he ordered me to +raise a Corps of Irregular Horse, and appointed me +Commandant." +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +<i>May 25th, Evening.</i>—I wrote this morning a few +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_237" id="Page_237">237</a></span> +hurried lines to keep you from anxiety. I was too tired +to do more, the continued night-work had wearied me out, +and when I got back here at half-past six this morning I +was fairly dead beat. Poor Charlie Thomason is with +me. I am happy to have been in some measure instrumental +in getting him in in safety, by offering a heavy +sum to the villagers. He had been wandering about in +the jungles, with several other refugees, for days, without +food or shelter. I am deeply grieved for him, poor fellow! +The state of panic at Meerut was shocking; all +the ladies shut up in an inclosed barrack, and their husbands +sleeping in the men's barracks for safety, and never +going beyond the sentries.</p> + +<p>General Hewitt is in a state of helpless imbecility. +The best and boldest spirit there was our friend Alfred +Light, doing his work manfully and well. He had had +some miraculous escapes. My commission is to raise a +body of Irregular Horse on the usual rates of pay and +the regular complement of native officers, but the number +of troops to be unlimited,—<i>i.e.</i>, I am to raise as +many men as I please; 2,000, if I can get them. The +worst of it is, the being in a part of the country I do +not know, and the necessity of finding men who can be +trusted. Mr. Montgomery is aiding me wonderfully. He +called upon some of my old friends among the Sirdars +to raise men for me. Shumshere Singh is raising one +troop; Tej Singh ditto; Emaumoodeen ditto; Mr. Montgomery +himself one or two ditto. All these will be ready +in about three weeks. I am to remain Assistant Quartermaster-General, +attached to the Commander-in-Chief. +This allows me free access to him at any time, and to +other people in authority, which gives me power for +good. The Intelligence Department is mine exclusively, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_238" id="Page_238">238</a></span> +and I have for this line Sir Henry's old friend, the one-eyed +Moulvie, Rujub Alee, so I shall get the best news +in the country. Montgomery has come out very, very +strong indeed, and behaved admirably. The native regiments +at Peshawur have been disarmed. One at Naoshera +(the 55th) was sent over to occupy Murdân in the +absence of the Guides. They have mutinied, and seized +the fort, and confined the Assistant Commissioner. General +Cotton is going against them, and the Euzofzai folks +will do their best to prevent a man escaping. As yet the +Punjaub is quiet, and the Irregulars true. The Guides +are coming down here by forced marches.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Camp, Paneeput</span>, <i>27th</i>.—I wrote to you this morning, +but as I shall not probably be in the way of dâks +to-morrow, I write a few lines to be sent after I start +onwards. You will have heard of the sad death of General +Anson. He was taken with cholera yesterday, and +died without pain from collapse this morning. He made +over command to General Barnard with his last breath. +Sir Henry only arrived from Umbâla just in time. His +death is politically a vast misfortune just at this crisis, +and personally I am deeply grieved, and the natives will +be highly elated. I am even now hard at work, raising +my men, or taking means to do so, and have already had +applications for officers; but I shall not settle on officers +till the men begin to collect, and this time I will take care +to have none but gentlemen, if I can help it. I am going +downwards to-night to look after the bridge<a name="FNanchor_21" id="FNanchor_21" href="#Footnote_21" class="fnanchor">[21]</a> on this side +of Delhi, about thirty miles hence, by which the Meerut +troops will move to join us. I take the Jheend Horse; +Colonel T. Seaton is commanding the 60th Native Infantry, +and will be here to-night with them. I don't envy +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_239" id="Page_239">239</a></span> +him his new command, but he is a good man, and a brave +soldier, and if any man can get them over the mess, he +will do it. Sir H. Barnard is a fine gentlemanly old +man, but hardly up to his work. However, we must all +put our shoulders to the wheel, and help him over the +crisis. I trust he will act with vigor, for we have delayed +far too long already.</p> + +<p><i>29th.</i>—There is nothing new. I travelled eighty +miles between 2 <span class="smcap">p. m.</span> yesterday, and ten this morning, +besides heaps of business. I am tired, I confess, for the +heat is awful. The treasuries are empty, and no drafts +are to be cashed, so how we are to get money I cannot +imagine. We hear that a request has gone to Lord +Canning to send for Pat Grant as Commander-in-Chief, +pending instructions. I grieve for poor General +Anson, and I ought to do so, for he was a good friend +to me.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Sumalka</span>, <i>30th</i>.—My earnest representations and remonstrances +seem at last to have produced some effect, +for at 7 <span class="smcap">p. m.</span> yesterday we got an order to move on. The +head-quarters follow us to-night from Kurnâl. The "we" +means three squadrons of 9th Lancers, Money's troop of +Horse Artillery, and 1st Fusileers. Brigadier Hallifax is +in command, but so ill from heat and anxiety, that I begin +to be anxious about him, and whether he will be able +to remain with the force is doubtful. Colonel T. Seaton +has gone on to Rohtuck with the 60th Native Infantry, +who, I have no doubt, will desert to a man as soon as +they get there. It is very plucky of him and the other +officers to go; and very hard of the authorities to send +them; a half-hearted measure, and very discreditable, in +my opinion, to all concerned; affording a painful contrast +to Sir John Lawrence's bold and decided conduct in this +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_240" id="Page_240">240</a></span> +crisis. The old Guides are to be here on the 8th or 10th +to join us. The heat here is a caution, and writing in +this melting climate anything but easy, especially as +chairs and tables are not common. This regiment (1st +Fusileers) is a credit to any army, and the fellows are in +as high spirits and heart, and as plucky and free from +croaking as possible, and really do good to the whole +force.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Kussowlee</span>, <i>May 31st</i>.—Here we are one more +stage on our road to Delhi; we are, however, to halt a +couple of days or so at the next stage (Raee), to await +the arrival of General Barnard. Poor Brigadier Hallifax +was so ill that he would clearly have died had he +remained here, so we had a medical committee, put him +into my shigram (a travelling wagon), and sent him off +to Kurnâl for Umbâla and the hills. I sent a telegraphic +message for Mrs. Hallifax to meet him at Umbâla. +This is but the beginning of this work, I fear; and before +this business ends, we who are, thank God! still young +and strong shall alone be left in camp; all the elderly +gentlemen will sink under the fatigue and exposure. I +think of asking for Mr. Macdowell as my second in command; +he is a gentleman, and only wants opportunity to +become a gallant soldier. The whole onus of work here +is on my shoulders; every one comes to me for advice +and assistance, which is purely absurd. I shall do all +the work and others get the credit, as usual; but in these +days we cannot afford to spare ourselves. The Empire is +at stake, and all we love and reverence is in the balance. +I tried to persuade them to send General Johnstone to +Meerut to supersede Hewitt. I wish he had been there +and was here; we have few as good.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Raee</span>, <i>June 1st</i>.—I have just been roused up from +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_241" id="Page_241">241</a></span> +the first sleep I have had, for I don't know how long, +(lying under a peepul-tree, with a fine breeze like liquid +fire blowing over me,) by the news that the dâk is going, +so I can only say that all is well, and that we are here, +about twenty miles from Delhi, and I hope ere night to +capture some of the rascals who stripped and ill-treated +two ladies near this the other day on their flight to the +hills.</p> + +<p>Colonel Hope Grant has arrived to command the +force until General Barnard comes, which will be on the +4th, and the Meerut people also. The Delhi mutineers +marched out ten miles, and attacked Brigadier Wilson +on the night of the 30th, at Ghazeenuggur, on his way +to this place. He drove them back, and captured all +their guns. Some 8,000 or 10,000 of them came out, +and he had only about 1,000 men. Long odds, this; but +of course all his men were Europeans. I fear the 14th +Irregulars have joined the mutineers. If they would +only make haste and get to Delhi, we might do something.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Raee</span>, <i>2d</i>.—You will have been as much shocked as +I was by the tidings of poor Brigadier Hallifax's death +at Kurnâl, only a few hours after I had put him into the +carriage, with the comfortable assurance that his wife +would meet him at Umbâla. He died from congestion +of the brain. I have been much affected by this, for I +had a warm regard for him, and his very helplessness +the last few days seemed to strengthen the tie. I feel +deeply for his poor wife and children. Colonel Mowat +of the artillery is dead too, of cholera. The weather is +undoubtedly very trying for old and infirm men; but we +are all well here, and there is no sickness to speak of +among the troops. All will be here to-morrow. Headquarters, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_242" id="Page_242">242</a></span> +75th, Queen's, and remainder of 9th Lancers; +the heavy guns and 2d Fusileers are only a short way +behind. Colonel Hope Grant commands. The Meerut +folks have had another fight (on the 31st) with the Delhi +mutineers, and again beaten them; but this constant exposure +is very trying to Europeans. I wish we were +moving nearer Delhi more rapidly, as all now depends +on our quickly disposing of this mighty sore. I wish +from my heart we had Sir Henry Lawrence here; he is +the man for the crisis. We are all in high spirits; only +eager to get at the villains who have committed atrocities +which make the blood run cold but to think of. I trust +the retribution will be short, sharp, and decisive.</p> + +<p>Another batch of half-starved, half-naked Europeans, +men, women, and children (a deputy collector and his +family), were brought into camp to-day, after wandering +twenty-three days in the jungle.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Raee</span>, <i>3d</i>.—Things are so quiet in the Punjaub that +I begin to hope that, if we do but make haste in disposing +of Delhi, the campaign may not be so long, after all. +Everything depends on that; we dare not, however, calculate +on such good fortune either to our arms or ourselves. +The head-quarters' people joined this morning; +they seem to stand it better than I expected. Congreve +complains a good deal, but Keith Young and Arthur +Becher are well. I have not yet seen Sir H. Barnard. +I was kept up and out half the night, and then out again +at daybreak, so I am too tired and busy to pay visits. +There has been no further fight that we know of. Charlie +Thomason rejoined us this morning; he has picked +up a little since his starvation time ended, and does not +look so like a wild beast as he did. Still good news +from Agra; there are, however, reports which tend to +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_243" id="Page_243">243</a></span> +show disturbances in the Allyghur and Bolundshur districts.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Aleepore</span>, <i>5th</i>.—You must not be anxious on my +account; I am in as good a position as possible for a +subaltern to be, unless, indeed, I had my regiment ready +for service. I am second only to Becher in the Quarter-master-General +Department, and the Intelligence Department +is entirely my own. I feel deeply for poor +Mrs. Hallifax and her large family, and am delighted +that you are able to aid them. I have tried everywhere +to get a bearer, but the natives will not serve us now, +and I could get no one even on double pay. Only two +days ago I succeeded in getting a Bheestie. If we +could but get all the seventy-four native infantry regiments +in one lump we could manage them, but they will +never stand after we get our guns to work. I rode right +up to the Delhi parade-ground this morning to reconnoitre, +and the few Sowars, whom I met, galloped away +like mad at the sight of one white face. Had I had a +hundred Guides with me I would have gone up to the +very walls.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Aleepore</span>, <i>6th</i>.—All the force is assembled to-day +save the Meerut portion, and they will be up to-night; +the heat is severe, but not unhealthy. The siege guns +came in this morning, and the 2d European Bengal Fusileers, +and we are all ready to move on. About 2,000 of +the rebels have come out of Delhi, and put themselves +in position to bar our road. Even your pride would be +satisfied at the cry when I ride to the front or start on +any little excursion. I think I am more than appreciated +by the head-quarters' people. I had barely finished the +word when I was sent for by the General, and had a +pretty strong proof of the estimation I am held in. He +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_244" id="Page_244">244</a></span> +had been urged to one particular point of attack; and +when I went into the tent, he immediately turned to the +assembled council, and said, "I have always trusted to +Hodson's intelligence, and have the greatest confidence +in his judgment. I will be guided by what he can tell +me now." So the croakers, who had been groaning, +were discomfited. This is of course for your own eye +and ear alone, but it is pleasant, as the General has only +known me since he has now joined the force.<a name="FNanchor_22" id="FNanchor_22" href="#Footnote_22" class="fnanchor">[22]</a></p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Aleepore</span>, <i>June 7th</i>.—I have little to do with the +"Jheend Rajah's troops," further than that I am empowered +to demand as many as I want, and whenever +I want them. I have twenty-five men on constant duty +with me, and to-day have asked for double that number +for extra duty; beyond this, I have not, and do not wish +to have, further to do with them. All Rohilcund is in +mutiny. In fact, the district of Agra is the only one in +the Northwest Provinces now under our control. What +a terrible lesson on the evils of delay! It will be long +yet, I fear, ere this business is over. Oh for Sir Henry +Lawrence! Yet personally I have no reason to complain.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Camp, Delhi</span>, <i>June 8th, 1857</i>.—Here we are safe +and sound, after having driven the enemy out of their +position in the cantonments up to and into the walls of +Delhi! I write a line in pencil on the top of a drum to +say that I am mercifully untouched, and none the worse +for a very hard morning's work. Our loss has been considerable, +the rebels having been driven from their guns +at the point of the bayonet. Poor Colonel Chester killed +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_245" id="Page_245">245</a></span> +at the first fire. Alfred Light (who won the admiration +of all) wounded, but not severely. No one else of the +staff party killed or wounded; but our general returns +will, I fear, tell a sad tale. Greville slightly hurt. The +enemy's guns captured, and their dispersion and rout +very complete. God has been very good to me. May +His gracious protection still be shown! +</p> +</div> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_246" id="Page_246"></a></span></p> + +<h2 class="p6">CHAPTER II.</h2> + +<p class="ch_summ">SIEGE OF DELHI.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left55"> +<span class="smcap">Camp before Delhi</span>, <i>June 9th</i>. +</p> + +<p>I wrote you a few hurried lines on the field of battle +yesterday, to say that we had beaten the enemy, and +driven them back five miles into Delhi. How grateful +rest was after such a morning! The Guides came in to-day, +and it would have done your heart good to see the +welcome they gave me—cheering and shouting and +crowding round me like frantic creatures. They seized +my bridle, dress, hands, and feet, and literally threw +themselves down before the horse with the tears streaming +down their faces. Many officers who were present +hardly knew what to make of it, and thought the creatures +were mobbing me; and so they were,—but for joy, +not for mischief<a name="FNanchor_23" id="FNanchor_23" href="#Footnote_23" class="fnanchor">[23]</a>. All the staff were witnesses of this, +and Colonel Becher says their reception of me was quite +enough to contradict all the reports of my unpopularity<a name="FNanchor_24" id="FNanchor_24" href="#Footnote_24" class="fnanchor">[24]</a> +with the regiment. There is terrible confusion all along +the road, and we can only get the dâks carried at all by +bribery, stage by stage. +</p> + +</div> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_247" id="Page_247">247</a></span></p> + +<div class="blockquot"> + +<p> +<i>June 10th.</i>—When I hastily closed my letter yesterday, +I hoped to be able to write a long one for to-day's +dâk, and to have had some hours' quiet to myself; but +before the post had well started, our troops were again +under arms, the mutineers having thought proper to attack +our position; consequently I was on horseback the +whole day, and thankful to get at night a mouthful of +food and a little rest. I had command of all the troops +on our right, the gallant Guides among the rest. They +followed me with a cheer for their old commander, and +behaved with their usual pluck; but I grieve deeply to +say that poor Quintin Battye was mortally wounded. +He behaved most nobly, Daly tells me, leading his men +like a hero. Poor Khan Singh Rosah, who had come +down from the Punjaub to join me only the same morning, +was badly shot through the shoulder. Indeed, I did +<i>not</i> expose myself unnecessarily, for, having to direct the +movements of three or four regiments, I could not be in +the front as much as I wished. God has mercifully preserved +me, and I humbly pray will continue His gracious +care. The warmth of the reception again given me by +the Guides was quite affecting, and has produced a great +sensation in camp, and had a good effect on our native +troops, insomuch that they are more willing to obey their +European officers when they see their own countrymen's +enthusiasm. Numbers of the men want to come and +join my new regiment,—in fact, the largest proportion +of the cavalry; but of course I cannot take them now, +nor until this business is over. I am wonderfully well, +and only a little anxious about the hill stations, though I +have full confidence in Lord William Hay's management. +There is not much sickness in camp, though many +wounded, and there will be many more, I fear, before +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_248" id="Page_248">248</a></span> +we get into Delhi. We have been fortunate in the +weather hitherto.</p> + +<p>The enemy are at least four or five times our strength, +and their numbers tell when we come near them, despite +their want of discipline. They are splendid artillery-men, +however, and actually beat ours in accuracy of fire.</p> + +<p>Light works on magnificently, despite a severe and +painful wound in the head. I was very nearly coming +to grief once this morning, for the sabre I thought such +a good one went the first blow, and the blade flew out of +the handle the second, the handle itself breaking in two. +I had to borrow a sword from a horse artillery-man for +the remainder of the day.</p> + +<p>The Jheend men with me fought like excellent soldiers. +The good General came up when it was over and shook +hands with me, and then with the men nearest. Their +Rajah has given the native officer a pair of gold bangles, +and doubled his pay. This is the way to encourage soldiers, +European as well as native: reward them, if but +with thanks, on the spot.</p> + +<p>Colonel Thomas Seaton is at Rohtuck, in command of +the 60th Native Infantry. How much longer they will +refrain from mutiny one cannot say; certainly not long; +though if any man can keep them steady, Seaton will. I +hear some 300 or 400 men are ready for me; a few have +already arrived with Khan Singh. Meantime my position +is Assistant Quartermaster-General on the Commander-in-Chief's +personal staff. I am responsible for +the Intelligence Department, and in the field, or when +anything is going on, for directing the movements of the +troops in action, under the immediate orders of the General; +I have no other master, and he listens to my suggestions +most readily. Charlie Thomason is here, working +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_249" id="Page_249">249</a></span> +away as an engineer. Macdowell is well and merry, +and much gratified at my having asked for him.</p> + +<p><i>June 14th.</i>—We were roused up three times during +the night, and I have been deep in business with the +General all the morning. I was also interrupted by the +mournful task of carrying poor Battye to his grave; the +brave boy died last night, with a smile on his lip, and a +Latin quotation on his tongue, "Dulce et decorum est +pro patriâ mori." Poor fellow! he had quite won my +heart by his courage and amiable qualities, and it is very, +very sad, his early death. It was a noble one, however, +and worthy of a soldier. We have just been excited in +camp by the hasty arrival of Colonel Seaton and the officers +of the late 60th Native Infantry, which mutinied +yesterday, and, spite of all Seaton could do, they fired on +their officers, who, however, all escaped and came into +camp safe, after a ride of fifty miles. Seaton is with me, +looking terribly worn and harassed, but he says quite well +in health, though disgusted enough. Dr. Coghlan (75th +Regiment) died of cholera last night, but, thank God! +there are no other cases in camp. I am much vexed at +the <i>Lahore Chronicle</i> "butter," and wish people would +leave me alone in the newspapers. The best "butter" I +get is the deference and respect I meet with from all +whose respect I care for, and the affectionate enthusiasm +of the Guides, which increases instead of lessening.</p> + +<p><i>June 12th.</i>—We were turned out early this morning +by an attack on our outposts and position generally by +the rebel army. A sharp fight ensued, which lasted some +four hours. The enemy came on very boldly, and had +got close to us, under cover of the trees and gardens, +before they were seen; however, the troops turned out +sharp, and drove them back quickly from our immediate +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_250" id="Page_250">250</a></span> +vicinity; they were then followed up, and got most heartily +thrashed. They have never yet been so punished as +to-day. I estimate their loss in killed alone at 400, while +our loss was comparatively trifling. The Guides behaved +admirably, so did the Fusileers, as usual. Jacob's wing +was the admiration of all; one officer (Captain Knox, +75th) was killed, and one or two wounded, I do not know +how many European soldiers; but on the whole the affair +was a very creditable one. I am safe and sound still, +and again have to thank the Almighty for my preservation.</p> + +<p>Yesterday, I was ordered by the General to assist +Greathed, and one or two more engineers, in forming +a project of attack, and how we would do to take Delhi. +We drew up our scheme and gave it to the General, who +highly approved, and will, I trust, carry it out; but how +times must be changed, when four subalterns are called +upon to suggest a means of carrying out so vitally important +an enterprise as this, one on which the safety of +the Empire depends! Wilberforce Greathed is next +senior engineer to Laughton. Chesney is Major of the +Engineer Brigade, and Maunsell commands the Sappers, +so they had official claims to be consulted.</p> + +<p>I was added, because the General complimentarily told +me he had the utmost value for my opinion, and though +I am known to counsel vigorous measures, it is equally +well known I do not urge others to do what I would not +be the first to do myself. It is a much more serious business +than was at first anticipated. Delhi is a very strong +place, and the vast resources which the possession of our +arsenal has given the mutineers, has made the matter a +difficult one to deal with, except by the boldest measures; +the city should be carried by a <i>coup-de-main</i>, and that at +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_251" id="Page_251">251</a></span> +once, or we may be many weeks before Delhi, instead of +within it. All is safe at Agra, and the 3d Europeans +are quietly under cover. A large party of us have just +been listening to a letter from Lord W. Hay, in which he +speaks in the highest terms of the conduct of some of +the ladies at Simla, and says that the sense and courage +exhibited by one or two of them has given a severe lesson +to those who ought to know better than to require it +from the weaker sex.</p> + +<p><i>June 13th.</i>—We were to have taken Delhi by assault +last night, but a "mistake of orders," (?) as to the right +time of bringing the troops to the rendezvous, prevented +its execution. I am much annoyed and disappointed at +our plan not having been carried out, because I am confident +it would have been successful. The rebels were +cowed, and perfectly ignorant of any intention of so bold +a stroke on our part as an assault; the surprise would +have done everything. I am very vexed, though the +General is most kind and considerate in trying to soothe +my disappointment,—too kind, indeed, or he would not +so readily have pardoned those whose fault it is that we +are still outside Delhi.</p> + +<p><i>June 14th.</i>—There was another smart engagement last +night, the 60th Native Infantry having thought fit to signalize +their arrival at Delhi by an attack upon our position; +they suffered for it, as usual, but also, as usual, we +lost several good men whom, God knows, we can ill spare. +Mr. Kennedy was wounded, and a Subadar and some men +of the Guides killed. I was not very much under fire, +though I had to run the gantlet now and then of a rain +of shot and shells with which the rebels belabored us. +Our artillery officers themselves say that they are outmatched +by these rascals in accuracy and rapidity of fire; +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_252" id="Page_252">252</a></span> +and as they have unlimited supplies of guns and ammunition +from our own greatest arsenal, they are quite beyond +us in many respects. I am just returned from a +long ride to look after a party of plunderers from the +city, who had gone round our flank; I disposed of a few.</p> + +<p><i>June 15th.</i>—I have had a night and day of great +anxiety, owing to fresh rumors of an outbreak at Simla. +I have much confidence in Lord W. Hay's judgment +and management of the natives, but this would not be +sufficient, were the station once attacked. The dâk, +however, has arrived, and quieted our apprehensions. +There was a sharp fight again this morning, which lasted +some hours; our loss was not great, but every man is a +loss. Our project for the assault is still approved of and +entertained, but put off from day to day, till it will be too +late. It is now noon, and I have been out since daybreak, +and must get breakfast.</p> + +<p><i>June 16th.</i>—Everybody here is infinitely disgusted at +learning the truth about the report of a riot at Simla, +and the opinion is universal that —— ought to be removed. +Neville Chamberlain is Adjutant-General of +the army, and Pat Grant Commander-in-Chief. I do +not think either of them will approve of any "soldier" +showing his prowess in fighting helpless women and children, +or of one whose only courage is exhibited on a +peaceful parade, or when an unfortunate subaltern is to +be bullied. The weather is intense to-day, and I am +uncomfortable from having caught a heavy cold, but it +will soon go off, I dare say. I mentioned that four of us +had been ordered to prepare a project of attack, and that +we had suggested and arranged a bold but perfectly feasible +<i>coup-de-main</i>; it was approved and ordered, but in +consequence of ——'s not bringing up his troops, was +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_253" id="Page_253">253</a></span> +forced to be abandoned; it has again been ordered, countermanded, +and finally abandoned. A council of war sat +yesterday, and resolved to wait for reinforcements!! our +scheme, however, is on record, and our names attached. +General Barnard told me yesterday he wished I was a +captain, for he would pledge himself to get me a majority +for what I had already done; he thought he "might +safely promise <i>that</i> at least." But, alas! I am not a +captain.</p> + +<p><i>June 18th.</i>—I was not able to write yesterday, for the +cold I mentioned as having caught in common with many +others in camp, turned into a sharp attack of bronchitis, +or inflammation on the chest, and I was really very ill +for some hours. To-day I am thankful to say I am much +better, though very weak; the inflammation has disappeared, +and I hope to be on my horse again to-morrow, in +spite of all the doctor says. Every one is very kind, the +General particularly so; he insists on having me in his +own tent, as being so much larger than my own, and he +takes the most fatherly care of me. I can see no reason +strong enough to induce me to consent to any ladies coming +to camp; it is true that a Captain ——, who with his +wife escaped from Delhi to Umbâla, has dragged the unfortunate +woman back here again, though expecting her +confinement, and with not a shadow of comfort or shelter, +except a tent. Even Mrs. ——,<a name="FNanchor_25" id="FNanchor_25" href="#Footnote_25" class="fnanchor">[25]</a> and all the others of +her sex, have been sent back to Meerut; they never +ought to have been allowed to come with us; the greatest +consolation to us here is the thought that those dearest to +us are in safety, and free from the heat and dangers and +annoyances of our life here. Poor Brown was badly +wounded last night in the shoulder. I much fear that +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_254" id="Page_254">254</a></span> +Dr. Hay has been murdered at Bareilly; his name is +among the missing, and scarcely a hope remains.</p> + +<p><i>June 19th.</i>—I am up and dressed, and crawling about +a little to-day, but much weaker than I fancied, and dizzy +with quinine, and vexed at being useless at such a time. +The General nurses me as if I were his son. I woke in +the night, and found the kind old man by my bedside, +covering me carefully up from the draught. The delay +and absolute want of progress here is very disheartening. +There have been repeated attacks upon us; all of course +with the same result, (but, for that matter, we are as +nearly besieged as the rebels themselves are,) and we +lose valuable lives in every encounter, the sum total of +which would swell the catalogue to the dimensions of that +of a general engagement. Our plan of carrying the city +by a <i>coup-de-main</i> was frustrated the first night by the +fears and absolute disobedience of orders of ——, the +man who first lost Delhi, and has now by folly prevented +its being recaptured. The General has twice since +wished and even ordered it, but has always been thwarted +by some one or other; latterly by that old woman ——, who +has come here for nothing, apparently, but as +an obstacle; —— is also a crying evil to us. The General +knows this, and wants to get rid of him, but has not +the nerve to supersede him; the whole state of affairs +here is bad to a degree; it is true we always thrash the +fellows when we can get at them, for they are contemptible +as an enemy in the open field, being formidable in +numbers only; but the immense resources placed in their +hands, by the possession of our magazine and arsenal, inside +a walled and fortified town, make it very difficult for +an army, unless provided with a proper siege equipment +and engineer park, to drive them out in orthodox fashion +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_255" id="Page_255">255</a></span> +we have certainly plenty of guns, but we have not men to +work them; and of the latter, thanks to ——, we have +absolutely nothing, so we do nothing but fire away long +shots at the distance of a mile, and repel the enemy's +attacks; instead of which we ought to have had our batteries +close up to the walls, and been through them, days +ago. It was from the conviction that we had no regular +means of reducing the place by the fire of our artillery, +and at the distance we now are from the walls, and that +it was vain to expect our commandant of artillery to +attempt any bolder stroke than ordinary with the few +guns for which he had hands, which induced me to press +the capture of the place by assault, blowing open the +gates with powder bags, and rushing in with the bayonet. +All was arranged, and under Providence I venture to +believe success was certain, but as I say, all was frustrated +by terror and disobedience. I fear now nothing +can be done for many days, and until other troops arrive; +meanwhile the evil is spreading, and disaffection, to use a +mild term, increasing. I fear there is no room to doubt +that Dr. Hay is dead; he was actually hung, with other +civilians, in the market-place at Bareilly, after going +through a mock form of trial. All the Europeans at +Shahjehanpoor have, we hear, been murdered while they +were in church, at the same moment, as nearly as possible, +that the Bareilly tragedy was going on.</p> + +<p><i>June 20th.</i>—I am much better to-day, but still very +weak, yet work I must. There was a sharp fight again +last evening. The enemy came down and attacked our +rear, and a sharp conflict ensued between some 2,000 +Sepoys with six guns, and 300 Europeans with one +gun. The result was as usual, but two events occurred +which were important for me. Colonel Becher was +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_256" id="Page_256">256</a></span> +shot through the right arm, and Captain Daly badly hit +through the shoulder.</p> + +<p>The consequence is, that I have in effect to see to the +whole work of the Quartermaster-General of the army; +and in addition, the General has begged me as a personal +favor to take command of the Guides until Daly has +recovered. I at first refused, but the General was most +urgent, putting it on the ground that the service was at +stake, and none was so fit, &c. &c. I do feel that we are +bound to do our best just now to put things on a proper +footing, and after consulting Seaton and Norman, I accepted +the command. How —— will gnash his teeth to +see me leading my dear old Guides again in the field. +If I can but keep it till Delhi is taken I shall be satisfied, +for I think I shall be able to do something towards so +favorable a result. Shebbeare was appointed second in +command at my request. He is an excellent soldier. +General Barnard<a name="FNanchor_26" id="FNanchor_26" href="#Footnote_26" class="fnanchor">[26]</a> has written most strongly in my +favor, and has voluntarily pledged himself to get me my +majority as soon as ever I am a captain. I confess I feel +a little proud at being earnestly requested to take again +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_257" id="Page_257">257</a></span> +the command of which the machinations of my enemies +had deprived me. Our loss altogether last night was not +more than 50 killed and wounded; we took two guns;—enemy's +loss about 500. +</p> + +<p><i>June 21st.</i>—I have been on horseback to-day for the +first time since this attack of illness, so I may be considered +finally recovered, only I still feel considerable weakness. +It is very annoying not to be quite up to the mark +in these stirring times, especially when so much work has +fallen to my lot. I am fortunate, however, in not being, +like many of our poor fellows, laid up with wounds and +serious ailments. God has been very good to me, and in +nothing more so than in preserving what is most precious +to me from the horrible danger and suffering of so many +of our poor countrywomen and children. How thankful +I am now that Reginald exchanged into an European +corps. I never see any of these unhappy refugees, as we +call the poor officers whose regiments have mutinied, +wandering about the camp, without uttering a mental +thanksgiving that he is safe from that at least. I feel +more strongly every hour that I should not have been +justified in refusing the command of the Guides under +present circumstances. We are, in point of fact, reduced +to merely holding our own ground till we get more men. +The drain on our resources has been enormous, while +those of the enemy have proved so much greater, both +in men, ammunition, and strength of position, than we +expected, and they have fought us so much more perseveringly +than was deemed possible, that it has become +imperatively necessary to be stronger before striking the +final blow. The plan for carrying the city<a name="FNanchor_27" id="FNanchor_27" href="#Footnote_27" class="fnanchor">[27]</a> by assault, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_258" id="Page_258">258</a></span> +which I feel convinced would then have been successful, +has now become impracticable. The enemy are stronger, +we are weaker; besides that, they would be prepared for +any <i>coup-de-main</i> now. General Johnstone is to be here +by the 23d, we hope with considerable reinforcements, +and more will follow. I trust that a few days then will +end this business, as far as Delhi is concerned, and so +enable a part, at least, of the force to move on towards +Allygurh, and reopen the roads and dâks, and restore +order for the time; but when the end will be, who can +say?</p> + +<p>The rising in Rohilcund will, I fear, assume formidable +proportions and give us much trouble, as I think we +shall scarcely be able to do anything there before the +cold weather. There is, in fact, every prospect of a long +and tedious campaign. May God's wisdom direct and +His mercy defend us!</p> + +<p><i>June 22d.</i>—The hottest day we have had yet; but +while I know that the hill stations are quiet, I can bear +anything with equanimity. The rumors down here, of +all that has been doing and feared at Simla, have been +enough to unnerve any one who does not know the truth. +Lord W. Hay's judgment and energy deserve every +praise. Personally, I cannot but feel gratified at the +marked pleasure all hands, high and low, have shown at +my renewed command of the Guides. All congratulate +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_259" id="Page_259">259</a></span> +me as if they were personally interested; and as to the +men themselves, their vociferous, and I really believe +honest, delight is quite overpowering. The wounded +generally are doing well, poor fellows, considering the +heat, dirt, and want of any bed but the dry ground. +Their pluck is wonderful, and it is not in the field alone +that you see what an English soldier is made of. One +poor fellow who was smoking his pipe and laughing with +the comrade by his side, was asked, what was the matter +with him, and he answered in a lively voice, "Oh, not +much, sir, only a little knock on the back; I shall be up +and at the rascals again in a day or two." He had been +shot in the spine, and all his lower limbs were paralyzed. +He died next day. Colonel Welchman<a name="FNanchor_28" id="FNanchor_28" href="#Footnote_28" class="fnanchor">[28]</a> is about again; +too soon, I fear, but there is no keeping the brave old +man quiet. Poor Peter Brown<a name="FNanchor_29" id="FNanchor_29" href="#Footnote_29" class="fnanchor">[29]</a> is very badly wounded, +but he is cheerful, and bears up bravely. Jacob<a name="FNanchor_30" id="FNanchor_30" href="#Footnote_30" class="fnanchor">[30]</a> has +"come out" wonderfully. He is cool, active, and bold, +keeps his wits about him under fire, and does altogether +well. We are fortunate in having him with the force. +Good field-officers are very scarce indeed; I do not wonder +at people at a distance bewailing the delay in the +taking of Delhi. No one not on the spot can appreciate +the difficulties in the way, or the painful truth that those +difficulties increase upon us. The very large reinforcements +which the enemy are receiving, (the whole Bareilly +and Rohilcund force, some 5,000 men, are on their way +to join,) more than counterbalance the aid which can +reach us, so that when the last party arrives the odds +will still be immensely against us. It would not so much +signify if we could but get them into the open field, but +for every gun we can bring to bear upon them they can +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_260" id="Page_260">260</a></span> +bring four heavier ones against us. We drive them before +us like chaff in the field, but they can and do attack +us in two or three quarters at once, and our unfortunate +soldiers are worked off their legs. I do not say this to +make matters look gloomy, for I am as confident as ever +of the result; but we may be a long while yet, and a +weary while too, before that result is arrived at. Baird +Smith will be here as Chief Engineer in a day or two, +and if we can manage to get some batteries made suddenly, +we may carry the city shortly; but there are great +obstacles. I regret more than ever that the assault was +not made on the night of the 11th, when they were unprepared +for us, and so much fewer in numbers. Now +they increase daily, and the city is so overflowing, that +the rascals are encamped outside the gates under cover +of their formidable batteries, and in the glacis; so much +for giving our arsenal into native keeping. All is well at +Agra; beyond that, we know nothing.</p> + +<p><i>June 23d.</i>—The rebels came out again this morning +in considerable force, with the avowed intention of attacking +us on all sides. They have been frustrated, however, +save on one point, and firing is still going on. They do +little more than annoy us, and the only great evil they +cause, is the keeping our men out for hours in this scorching +heat. The worst of all is, that we can do but little +harm to them, as they are well under cover. The rascals +most forward to-day are the Jullundur troops, who ought +never to have been allowed to join the king of the rebels +here at Delhi; why they were not pursued and cut up, is +at present a mystery, but indignation is strong in camp +against those who suffered their escape.</p> + +<p>General Johnstone has met with a serious accident at +Paneeput, I hear; most unfortunate indeed. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_261" id="Page_261">261</a></span></p> + +<p><i>June 23d.</i>—An amusing story is told <i>à propos</i> of the +fight this morning. A rascally Pandy, thinking all was +over, put his head out of the window of one of the houses, +in the shade of which a few Europeans and Goorkhas +were resting. One of the latter jumped up, laid hold of +the rebel by his hair, and with one chop of his "kookrie" +took off his head. Atkinson should make a sketch of +this for the <i>Illustrated News</i>. Sarel, of the 9th Lancers, +came in this morning, in an incredibly short space of +time, from his shooting expedition in the interior, ten +days' journey beyond Simla. He reports all quiet there, +thank God! I am sadly weak, I find, and have been +obliged to change my work from the saddle to the pen +more than once to-day. This want of physical strength +depresses me. It is a burden to me to stand or walk, and +the excessive heat makes it difficult for me to recover +from that sharp attack of illness. The doctors urge me +to go away for a little to get strength,—as if I could +leave just now, or as if I would if I could.</p> + +<p><i>June 24th.</i>—I have been in the saddle nearly all day, +though obliged occasionally to rest a bit when I could +find shelter. One of my halts was by the side of Alfred +Light, who has behaved magnificently under trial and +difficulty. It does me good to see the "Light of the ballroom" +working away at his guns, begrimed with dust and +heat, ever cheery and cool, though dead beat from fatigue +and exposure. He is one of a thousand, and a host in +himself.</p> + +<p>The enemy turned us out very early, and the firing +continued without intermission till dark, and such a day; +liquid fire was no name for the fervent heat. Colonel +Welchman got an ugly wound in the arm, and Dennis +was knocked down by the sun, and numbers of the men; +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_262" id="Page_262">262</a></span> +but nothing less than a knock-down blow from sun, sword, +or bullet, stops a British soldier. How well they fought +to-day; and to do them justice, so did my old Guides and +my new Sikhs, while the little Goorkhas vied with any in +endurance and courage; but the mismanagement of matters +is perfectly sickening. Nothing the rebels can do +will equal the evils arising from incapacity and indecision.</p> + +<p>Fortunately, Neville Chamberlain has arrived, and he +ought to be worth a thousand men to us. I can but remember +when Lord Dalhousie gave me the command +of the Guides, how anxious he was for me to exchange +it with him for the Military Secretaryship at Lahore. +Spite of all, I can never regret not having yielded, for I +feel that these two years of persecution and suffering +have been of service to me. I can truly say, it is good +for me to have been afflicted, and I am conscious of being +more fitted either for the Victoria Cross or the soldier's +grave! I do not think either that Chamberlain +bears me any ill-will, rather the contrary; but did he do +so, I would lose anything personally, for the sake of having +his influence predominant at head-quarters. I am +neither downhearted nor desponding when I say that +with our present chiefs I see no chance of taking Delhi. +It might have been done many days ago, (certes, it was +not for want of a distinct plan being before them or a +willing leader,) but they have not the nerve nor the heart +for a bold stroke requiring the smallest assumption of responsibility. +Horses are very scarce here, and I have the +greatest difficulty in getting my own men mounted. Mr. +Montgomery is helping me wonderfully with men, and I +receive offers for service daily, but in these mutinous +times it is necessary to be cautious. A telegraph from +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_263" id="Page_263">263</a></span> +Agra says, "Heavy firing at Cawnpore: result not +known."</p> + +<p><i>June 25th.</i>—There is little doing to-day, save a vain +fire of long shots, and I fear nothing effective will be +done till the 8th and 61st arrive. I hope much from +Chamberlain. The General, though one of the kindest +and best of men, has neither health nor nerve enough for +so responsible, and really very difficult, a position as that +he is now in. Our loss in officers and men bears a sadly +large proportion to our successes. In the 1st Fusileers it +is, too, melancholy: Colonel Welchman with a very bad +hit in the arm, in addition to his sickness when he came +to Delhi from Dugshai; Greville down with fever; Wriford +with dysentery; Dennis with sunstroke; Brown +with wounds. Jacob and the "boys" have all the work +to themselves, and well indeed do the boys behave, with +a courage and coolness that would not disgrace veterans. +Little Tommy Butler, Owen, Warner, all behave like +heroes, albeit with sadly diminishing numbers to lead. I +am vexed at the mistakes or falsehoods of the newspaper +reports. So far from having been wounded in the fight +of the 19th, I was not even present, but ill in bed. When +Colonel Becher came into camp wounded, I got up and +struggled into the saddle, and tried to get far enough to +send up fresh troops; but I had not got ten yards before +I fell from my horse, and was all but carried back to my +tent again.</p> + +<p>I am more and more convinced that I was right not to +persist in my refusal to take again the command of the +Guides. It was so pressed on me, and surely the best +eradication of the reproach of removal was the being +asked to reassume it in times of difficulty and danger +like these. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_264" id="Page_264">264</a></span></p> + +<p>That this is the general view of the case is shown by +the warm and hearty congratulations I meet with on all +sides. There is but one rule of action for a soldier in +the field, as for a man at all times: to do that which is +best for the public good; to make that your sole aim, +resting assured that the result will in the end be best +for individual interest also. I am quite indifferent not to +see my name appear in newspaper paragraphs and despatches; +only content if I can perform my duty truly +and honestly, and too thankful to the Almighty if I am +daily spared for future labors or future repose.</p> + +<p>The story prevalent in the hills, that 7,000 of the +enemy are pitched in the open plain, is a mere magnification +of the simple fact, that a surplus portion of the +rebels have encamped under cover of their guns, and +close up under the wall of the city, and remain there all +night, but this is on the side opposite us. We are not +very well off, <i>quant à la cuisine</i>. I never had so much +trouble in getting anything fit to eat, except when I dine +with the General. Colonel Seaton<a name="FNanchor_31" id="FNanchor_31" href="#Footnote_31" class="fnanchor">[31]</a> lives in my tent, +and is a great companion; his joyous disposition is a perpetual +rebuke to the croakers. Don't believe what is +said about our batteries doing no harm. The same was +said of Muttra, yet, when we entered, scarcely a square +yard was unploughed by our shot. One of the native +officers of the Guides (you know how ingenious they are +at disguise) got into the city as a spy, and remained +there four days. He reports great dissension and quarrelling +among themselves. Robbery and fighting and +everything that is bad, between the newly arrived rebels +and the city people. This account my own native newsletters +confirm. The 9th Native Infantry had already +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_265" id="Page_265">265</a></span> +decamped, and thousands would follow if they dared. +This last, I doubt; the spirit of bravado, if not of bravery, +is as yet too strong. The rascals in the last engagement +came out in their red coats and medals!</p> + +<p><i>June 26th.</i>—I have been so hard at work the whole +day, that I can only find time to say the enemy has made +no sortie to-day, but Pandy amuses himself with firing +long shots incessantly; all well, however.</p> + +<p><i>27th.</i>—We were turned out before I had hardly +turned in, by another attack of the rebels. This time a +faint one, which has been already repulsed with trifling +loss on our side. For a short time, however, the cannonade +was very heavy, and I have seldom been under a +hotter fire than for about three quarters of an hour at our +most advanced battery, covered every moment with showers, +or rather clouds, of dust, stones, and splinters; but +we kept close, and no one was hurt. There has been an +outcry throughout camp at ——'s having fled from Bhágput, +the bridge which caused me so much hard riding +and hard work to get, some time ago. A report came +that a portion of the mutineers were moving in that direction, +and he fairly bolted, leaving boats, bridge, and all! +Yet he had with him all the Rajah of Jheend's men, +horse, foot, and guns, and never even saw the twinkle of +a musket. In fact, it is not at all sure that an enemy +was ever near him. By this conduct he has not only cut +us off from all communication with Meerut, but actually +left the boats to be used or destroyed by the enemy. +Our reinforcements are in sight, at least the camp of the +8th, and I do trust no further delay will take place in our +getting possession of Delhi. The insurgents are disheartened, +and I have no doubt but that the moment we +get possession of a single gate the greater portion of them +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_266" id="Page_266">266</a></span> +will run out through the opposite ones. The only formidable +part of the enemy is their artillery, which is +amazingly well-served, and in prodigious abundance, as +my experience this morning abundantly proved. Harris, +of the 2d European Bengal Fusileers, was wounded +this morning, but not dangerously. All quiet at Agra, +we believe, but no particulars known.</p> + +<p><i>June 28th.</i>—I have just got orders to proceed to +Bhágput, some twenty-five miles off, on the Jumna, and +see what the real state of affairs is, and try to save the +boats, so I have only time to say I am much better and +stronger, which is a great comfort, for I could not have +ridden the distance, a few days ago. The rains have begun, +and the air is colder and more refreshing, though +not exactly what one could wish. Certainly the hot season +in India is not the pleasantest time in the year for +campaigning, and this the rascally mutineers were fully +aware of before they began. Colonel Greathed and the +8th came in this morning, and the 61st will be here to-morrow.</p> + +<p><i>June 29th.</i>—I was thirteen hours and a half in the +saddle without intermission yesterday, and got back to +camp after midnight, very tired, but none the worse; +fortunately, I had a cloudy day and a tolerably cool +breeze for my work. I recovered the boats and found +all quiet, in spite of ——'s disgraceful flight. He had +not even the sense or courage to draw the boats over to +our side of the river, consequently, three were burnt and +the whole place plundered. So much for acting on +native reports, without at least attempting to ascertain +their accuracy. The consequences are bad and discreditable +to a degree.</p> + +<p>I doubt whether General Barnard used the exact expression +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_267" id="Page_267">267</a></span> +reported regarding Tombs, but he did say, and +well he might, that he was as gallant and good a soldier +as any in camp, and so indeed he is.</p> + +<p>The fight of the 23d was a much more severe one than +was reported. It was not over till dark, and our loss +was the heaviest we have yet had to deplore, since we +got here on the 8th.</p> + +<p>Reports must not be depended on. The fact was, +Major Olpherts arrived early in the morning. I myself +galloped out to meet him, and as he passed, when the +fight had just commenced, he fired once at the enemy, and +then came into camp to rest his men after their long +march. We were out the whole day until dark, and half +dead with fatigue. Colonel Welchman suffers severely +from his wound, but bears it bravely, as does Peter +Brown.</p> + +<p>Everything quiet to-day, no firing on either side. I +do hope this part of the business will soon be over, and +that they will only wait for the 61st and Coke's regiment, +both of which will be here to-morrow or next day. Colonel +Seaton himself recommended the disarming of his +old Corps, the 35th Native Infantry. To-day we hear it +has been done. All was safe at Cawnpore and Lucknow +up to our last news.</p> + +<p><i>July 2d.</i>—I have been quite unable to write since the +29th, on the night of which I was ordered off again to +Bhágput, to try to bring the boats down to camp, either +to make a bridge here or a "stop" for the enemy. The +order was given with the complimentary addenda from +the General, "because I can trust your judgment quite as +much as your energy." I expected to be back in good +time on the 30th, but the winds and waves were against +me, and I could not get my fleet of boats down the river. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_268" id="Page_268">268</a></span></p> + +<p>Shebbeare was with me, and we worked like a couple +of "navvies," passing the two days and one night on the +banks of the river, without shelter, and almost without +food, for we had nothing but a couple of "chupatties," +each, and a small tin of soup and a little tea, which I +fortunately took with me. Poor Shebbeare would soon +lose the graceful rotund of his figure if he were long on +such short commons, but I do not think any amount of +starvation could reduce my horizontal dimensions.</p> + +<p>All's well that ends well, however, and I succeeded in +getting every boat safe into camp last night. I missed +the skirmish of the 30th by being at Bhágput. The 61st +have arrived, rich in twenty officers. We are getting +more supplies now, and I have set myself up with plates +and dishes for the small charge of one rupee. Colonel +Seaton's traps and servants will be here to-day, and then +we shall be comfortable, for hitherto a very limited allowance +for one has been but small accommodation for two. +For my new regiment two complete troops are on their +way from Lahore and will be here on the 8th, and another +troop from Jugraon should be here in a week. Two +more troops are preparing at Lahore.</p> + +<p>Montgomery takes the most kind interest in my new +Corps, and I am rejoiced and comforted to find that he +cordially approves of my having accepted the Guides. I +have as much confidence in his judgment as in his kindness. +—— has been shelved, and allowed to get "sick" +to save him from supersession. I do not like euphuisms. +In these days men and things should be called by their +right names, that we might know how far either should be +trusted.</p> + +<p>Sir E. Campbell arrived here to-day by mail-cart, and +will be a valuable addition to the 60th, or he will belie +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_269" id="Page_269">269</a></span> +his descent from the Bourbons and Fitzgeralds. He is a +man you can always trust, which is saying something in +these hard times.</p> + +<p><i>July 3d.</i>—Whatever I may have sacrificed of pride +and personal feeling to a sense of duty, I shall be fully +rewarded by entering Delhi at the head of the Guides. +Here at least there is but one opinion on the subject. +My poor gallant Guides! they have suffered severely for +their fidelity to our cause, above a fourth of the whole +having been killed or wounded, including some of our +best men. Koor Singh, the little Goorkha Subadar who +won the Order of Merit in that stiff affair at Boree in +'53, is gone, and others whom we could ill afford to lose, +now that so much depends on the fidelity of the native +officers,—the Guides more than all. Surely, then, I am +right, knowing and feeling that my influence with them is +so great, to sink every personal consideration before the +one great end of public safety, which implies that of ourselves +and those dear to us. If we fail here at Delhi, +not a soul in the Punjaub or Upper Provinces would be +safe for a day.</p> + +<p><i>July 5th.</i>—It was impossible for me to write by yesterday's +dâk, for the rebels got into our rear during the +night of the 3d, and attacked Alipoor, the first stage from +hence on the Kurnâl road. I was out reconnoitring, and +saw them moving out some five miles on our right. I +reported their position at 7 <span class="smcap">p. m.</span> on the 3d, but not until +3 <span class="smcap">a. m.</span> of the 4th were any measures taken, by which +time, of course, they had attained their end, and were +in full march back to Delhi. At daybreak yesterday I +pointed out their exact whereabouts to Coke, (who commanded +the party sent to attack them,) and I did not get +back to camp till 8 <span class="smcap">p. m.</span>; a hard day's work, especially +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_270" id="Page_270">270</a></span> +as I had no breakfast, nor indeed food of any kind, and +hunger makes the heat tell.</p> + +<p>We beat 5,000 of the rebels in the morning, and were +twice attacked by upwards of 3,000 in the course of the +day. I took the Guides in pursuit (as soon as our guns +had driven the enemy from their position), and drove +them into a village. Unfortunately we did not do half as +well as we ought, for though Coke is a good commandant +of a regiment, and a good man for the frontiers, he is no +general, and did not manage well, or we should have cut +up numbers of the enemy and taken their guns.</p> + +<p>Our loss was about thirty or forty Europeans, and three +of my native officers temporarily disabled. Both men +and horses were terribly knocked up towards the end of +the day, and could hardly crawl back to camp, and no +wonder. I was mercifully preserved, though I am sorry +to say my gallant "Feroza" was badly wounded twice +with sabre cuts, and part of his bridle cut through, and +a piece of my glove shaved off, so it was rather close +work. My men, who were most engaged of all, escaped +with the loss of one killed and six wounded, and six +horses put <i>hors de combat</i>. I am dissatisfied with the +day's work, inasmuch as more might have been done, and +what was done is only satisfactory as a proof of the ease +with which Anglo-Saxons can thrash Asiatics at any odds. +Yesterday they were at least from ten to fifteen to one +against us. To-day General Barnard has been attacked +with cholera, I grieve to say; and Colonel Welchman is +very ill indeed. The doctors dread erysipelas, which at +his age would be serious; beyond this, the wounded are +generally doing well.</p> + +<p><i>July 6th.</i>—Poor General Barnard died last night, and +was buried this morning. He sank rapidly, for anxiety, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_271" id="Page_271">271</a></span> +worry, over-exertion, and heat had prepared his system, +and it was impossible for him to bear up against the virulence +of cholera. Personally, I am much grieved, for no +kinder or more considerate or more gentlemanly man +ever lived. I am so sorry for his son, a fine brave fellow, +whose attention to his father won the love of us all. It +was quite beautiful to see them together.</p> + +<p>I have just seen a copy of a very strong minute anent +the Bhágput affair, which shows the General was not disposed +to pass it over lightly. The civil authorities, however, +are determined to support ——, though in camp +there is but one opinion of his conduct. The present +state of things is terrible, enough to fret one to death,—no +head, no brains, no decision. Neville Chamberlain, +though of decided excellence as a man of action, is, I +begin to fear, but a poor man of business. Prompt decision +in council is what we want; there is no lack of +vigorous action. There are plenty to obey; but we want +some one to command. We have seen nothing of the +enemy outside the walls since the 4th. I am worked off +my legs all the same, and the day is not half long enough +for what I have to do. To make matters worse, too, poor +Macdowell is down with fever: a sad loss just now to +"Hodson's Horse," as they call my growing corps. I +am sadly off for clothes, as we of course are only too +glad to help the poor refugees who come into camp with +none.</p> + +<p><i>July 8th.</i>—We left camp at 2 <span class="smcap">a. m.</span> with a considerable +force, and marched to a bridge some ten miles off, +which we blew up to prevent the enemy annoying us, +and then marched back again. I tried hard to induce +Chamberlain, who commanded, to march back by another +road, which I had reconnoitred, and which would have +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_272" id="Page_272">272</a></span> +brought us close along the rear and flank of the enemy, +but he would not do so, though admitting that I was right. +We have had eleven hours in the saddle and in the sun, +merely for this trifling gain. My face is like "General +Gascoigne's," and my hands perfectly skinless. I must +get some dogskin gloves, for it is as much as I can do +to hold a sword, much less a pen. There has been no +fighting since the 4th, and my news-writers from the +city speak of much disheartenment, and symptoms of a +break-up; but I doubt this latter being more than a +report, while the enemy are so well provided both with +"<i>matériel</i>" and "<i>personnel</i>."</p> + +<p>I have just returned from a long chase after a party +of the enemy's horse, safe and unhurt, but drenched to +the skin by a cataract of rain. There has been some +hard fighting to-day. The 8th Irregulars from Bareilly +came into our camp, thanks to the defection of a party +of the 9th Irregular Cavalry, who were on picket duty. +The rascals consequently were enabled to get into our +very lines, and cut down one officer at his guns. There +was a tremendous row and confusion for a short time, but +we soon put it to rights. I had warned the authorities +repeatedly, that the Irregulars were not to be trusted, but +they were too fainthearted or "merciful" (Heaven forgive +me for using such a word about such villains) to disarm +them, and both the regiments, about which I reported, +have since gone wrong.</p> + +<p><i>July 10th.</i>—We are nearly flooded out of camp by +the rain, and everything is wet and wretched but ourselves. +I have no respite from work, however, and have +only time to say that the ladies in the hills could not employ +themselves better or in a greater work of charity +than in making flannel shirts for the soldiers, for our +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_273" id="Page_273">273</a></span> +stores are either in the enemy's hands or not come-at-able. +The soldiers bear up like men, but the constant +state of wet is no small addition to what they have to +endure from heat, hard work, and hard fighting. I +know by experience what a comfort a dry flannel shirt +is.</p> + +<p>There is a sad joke against me in camp, and I cannot +help joining in the laugh against myself, though enraged +at having been the victim of such a sell. Fancy my +riding up to a party of horse, and asking who they were, +being told they were our own men, 9th Irregulars, and +then marching parallel to them for three miles, and not +three quarters of a mile apart, when, had I known who +they were, I could have destroyed every man.<a name="FNanchor_32" id="FNanchor_32" href="#Footnote_32" class="fnanchor">[32]</a> Mr. +Saunders arrived in camp to-day, looking as fat and well +as possible, though he and his pretty wife had a narrow +escape and hard day's riding from Moradabad.</p> + +<p><i>July 11th.</i>—Pen-work again all day, as the enemy +seem to prefer keeping under cover from the rain.</p> + +<p>Mr. ——'s story is so far true, that I did earnestly +urge the construction of a bridge with the boats I brought +down from Bhágput, but without success. There are +difficulties, I admit, and great ones, but I humbly think +they might be overcome now, as they certainly could +three weeks ago, when our plan of assault was suggested, +and adopted by General Barnard. There is a sad outcry +in camp against Chamberlain for having used his influence +to prevent the disarming of what remains of the +9th Irregulars. Numbers of them had deserted, and one +native officer, and those who were on picket duty, actually +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_274" id="Page_274">274</a></span> +admitted a party of the enemy into our camp; and yet, +forsooth, because they were Chamberlain's regiment once +on a time, the order to disarm them, which the General +had actually issued, was cancelled. I confess I expected +better things than this weakness, when our very lives depend +on firmness and decision. Light has just come in +off duty, so begrimed with smoke and powder as scarcely +to be distinguished even by his own men. He is admitted +to be one of the best of our officers, and certainly one +of the hardest working. Tombs always distinguishes +himself.</p> + +<p><i>July 12th.</i>—300 of my new regiment have just +arrived. 100 more left Lahore on the 7th, and 100 will +be here very soon from the Sutlej. Mr. Montgomery +has done me most essential service, as I could never by +myself (with another regiment to command, and so much +pen-work to do) have got so many men together; and +everything he does is so complete. He sends figured +statements giving all details regarding men and horses, +(these last are very difficult to get,) which will save me +much time and labor hereafter. He has been really +most kind, and has, moreover, during this troublous time, +evinced an energy, decision, and vigor for which I believe +the world hardly gave him credit. For officers, I hope to +have permanently, Macdowell, Shebbeare, (now acting as +my 2d in command of the Guides, and a most excellent +officer,) and Hugh Gough of the 3d Cavalry. Saunders +made ——'s removal a "sine qua non" before he would +take charge of the district. He came to me to recommend +a good officer to command the Jheend troops. I +named that merry grig, George Hall, who is, I believe, +available, and a really good soldier. I have got a very +nice lad "pro tem." in the Guides, young Craigie, who +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_275" id="Page_275">275</a></span> +promises very well indeed. I have seven officers attached +to the Guides, but two are wounded, and Chalmers +is very ill. Young Ellis of the 1st Fusileers is +down with cholera, poor boy; and Colonel Welchman +dangerously ill and in great agony. I grieve deeply for +the brave old man, for I fear we shall lose him.</p> + +<p><i>July 13th.</i>—We have had news from Agra to-day up +to the 7th. The Neemuch rebels and others approached +Agra from the south. The 3d Europeans and D'Oyley's +Battery went out to meet them with the Kotah Contingent. +The Contingent turned against us as soon as they +came in sight of the enemy. A fight ensued, in which +the mutineers got well beaten, despite the treachery and +great disparity of numbers; two of their guns were +taken. On our side we lost one gun, the tumbrels having +been blown up and the horses killed. All our men's +ammunition was expended, and they had to retire in good +order into the fort. D'Oyley was killed and two officers +wounded. Thirty casualties in all. The mutineers then +rushed into cantonments, which they burnt and pillaged; +then broke open the great jail and released the prisoners. +They did not venture near the fort, but marched off +towards Muttra, and will, I suppose, come here. The +delay here is sickening; if it continues much longer, we +shall be too weak-handed to attempt to take the place +until fresh regiments arrive.</p> + +<p>I inspected my three new troops this morning; very +fine-looking fellows, most of them. I am getting quite a +little army under me, what with the Guides and my own +men. Would to Heaven they would give us something +more to do than this desultory warfare, which destroys +our best men, and brings us no whit nearer Delhi, and +removes the end of the campaign to an indefinite period.</p> + +</div> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_276" id="Page_276">276</a></span></p> + +<div class="blockquot"> + +<p> +<i>July 14th.</i>—Only time<a name="FNanchor_33" id="FNanchor_33" href="#Footnote_33" class="fnanchor">[33]</a> to say I am again mercifully +preserved, safe and unhurt, after one of the sharpest +encounters we have yet had. Shebbeare got wounded +early in the fight, so I led the Guide Infantry myself in +the skirmish of the villages and suburbs. I charged +the guns with some eight horsemen, a party of the Guide +Infantry and 1st Fusileers. We got within thirty yards, +but the enemy's grape was too much for our small party. +Three of my officers, Shebbeare, Hawes, and De Brett, +slightly wounded, and several men; but though well to +the front, my party suffered proportionably least.</p> + +<p>Of the Fusileers, who were with us, some sixty men +were wounded; Daniell's arm broken by a shot, Jacob's +horse shot dead under him, Chamberlain shot through the +arm, little Roberts wounded, and several more.</p> + +<p>Everybody wonders I was not hit; none more than +myself. God has been very merciful to me. Colonel +Welchman better; Brown also. More particulars hereafter.</p> + +<p><i>July 15th.</i>—I could only write a few words last night +on my return from the fight, worn out as I was with a +severe day's work. It is pretty much the same now, +and while I write I am obliged to have two men to keep +the candle alight with their hands, for the breeze gets up +at night, and we have all the "Kanats" of the tents +down to enable us to breathe; and having no shades to +the candlesticks, it is rather difficult to write even that I +am safe.</p> + +</div> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_277" id="Page_277">277</a></span></p> + +<div class="blockquot"> + +<p> +<i>July 16th.</i>—I have just bade good-bye to Colonel +Welchman. The poor old man is better, but sadly pulled +down and aged. The doctors now think his arm may be +saved, that it may remain on, but it will never be of the +slightest use to him again, the elbow-joint is so much +injured. He and Captain Brown start to-morrow night, +with a convoy of sick and wounded men and officers, for +Umbâla and the hills. Of these, the 1st Fusileers form +a sad proportion. With one or two exceptions, nothing +could be better or more gallant than the conduct of this +regiment. Jacob, Greville, Wriford, all admirable in the +field, and the younger officers beyond all praise; Butler, +F. Brown, Owen, and Warner, markedly so. In all the +worst of the awful heat, dust, fatigue, work, and privation,—and +all have been beyond description,—our plucky +fellows have not only kept up their own spirits, but been +an example and pattern to the camp. If any one was +down in his luck, he had only to go to the Fusileers' +mess and be jolly.</p> + +<p>The story in the papers about the boot was essentially +correct for once, though how they should have got hold +of it I do not know, for I never mentioned it even to +you, since it certainly could not be called a wound, though +a very narrow escape from one. A rascally Pandy +made a thrust at my horse, which I parried, when he +seized his "tulwar" in both hands, bringing it down like +a sledge-hammer; it caught on the iron of my antigropelos +legging, which it broke into the skin, cut through the +stirrup-leather, and took a slice off my boot and stocking; +and yet, wonderful to say, the sword did not penetrate +the skin. Both my horse and myself were staggered +by the force of the blow, but I recovered myself quickly, +and I don't think that Pandy will ever raise his "tulwar" +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_278" id="Page_278">278</a></span> +again. I should not have entered into all these details +about self but for those tiresome papers having made so +much of it. The fight on that day (the 14th) was the +old story. An attack in force on the right of our position; +the enemy were allowed to blaze away, expending +powder, and doing us no harm, until 4 <span class="smcap">p. m.</span>, when a column +was sent down to turn them out of the gardens and +villages they had occupied, and drive them back to the +city. I had just returned from a long day's work with +the cavalry, miles away in the rear, and had come back +as far as Light's advanced battery. I was chatting with +him for a few minutes <i>en passant</i>, when I saw the column +pass down. I joined it, and sent for a few horsemen to +accompany me, and when we got under fire, I found the +Guide Infantry, under Shebbeare, had been sent to join +in the attack. I accompanied them, and while the Fusileers +and Coke's men were driving the mass of the enemy +helter-skelter through the gardens to our right, I went, +with the Guides, Goorkhas, and part of the Fusileers, +along the Grand Trunk Road leading right into the gates +of Delhi. We were exposed to a heavy fire of grape +from the walls, and musketry from behind trees and +rocks; but pushing on, we drove them right up to the +very walls, killing uncounted numbers, and then were +ordered to retire. This was done too quickly by the +artillery, and some confusion ensued, the troops hurrying +back too fast. The consequence was, the enemy rallied, +bringing up infantry, then a large body of cavalry, and +behind them again two guns to bear on us. There were +very few of our men, but I managed to get eight horsemen +to the front. Shebbeare, though wounded, aided +me in rallying some Guide Infantry, and Greville and +Jacob (whose horse had just been shot) coming up, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_279" id="Page_279">279</a></span> +brought a few scattered Fusileers forward. I called on +the men to fire, assuring them that the body of cavalry +coming down would never stand. I got a few men to +open fire; my gallant Guides stood their ground like +men; Shebbeare, Jacob, Greville, and little Butler, came +to the front, and the mass of the enemy's cavalry, just as +I said, stopped, reeled, turned, and fled in confusion; the +guns behind them were for the moment deserted, and I +tried hard to get up a charge to capture them; we were +within thirty paces; twenty-five resolute men would +have been enough; but the soldiers were blown, and +could not push on in the face of such odds, unsupported +as we were, for the whole of the rest of the troops had +retired. My eight horsemen stood their ground, and the +little knot of officers used every exertion to aid us, when +suddenly two rascals rushed forward with lighted port-fires +in their hands, fired the guns, loaded with grape, in our +faces, and when the smoke cleared away, we found, to +our infinite disgust and chagrin, that they had limbered +up the guns and were off at a gallop. We had then to +effect our retreat to rejoin the column, under a heavy fire +of grape and musketry, and many men and officers were +hit in doing it. I managed to get the Guides to retire +quietly, fighting as they went, and fairly checking the +enemy, on which I galloped back and brought up two +guns, when we soon stopped all opposition, and drove the +last living rebel into his Pandemonium. My Guides +stood firm, and, as well as my new men, behaved admirably; +not so all who were engaged, and it was in consequence +of that poor Chamberlain got wounded; for seeing +a hesitation among the troops he led, who did not like +the look of a wall lined with Pandies, and stopped short +instead of going up to it, he leaped his horse clean over +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_280" id="Page_280">280</a></span> +the wall into the midst of them, and dared the men to +follow, which they did, but he got a ball in the shoulder. +There is not a braver heart or cooler head in camp; his +fault is too great hardihood and exposure in the field and +a sometimes too injudicious indifference to his own life, +or that of his men. We are in a nice fix here; General +Reed is so ill he is ordered away at once; Chamberlain +is on his back for six weeks at least; Norman, however, +is safe and doing admirably; were he to be hit, the +"head-quarters" would break down altogether. There +will be no assault on Delhi yet; our rulers will now less +than ever decide on a bold course; and truth to tell, the +numbers of the enemy have so rapidly increased, and +ours have been so little replenished in proportion, and +our losses, for a small army, have been so severe, that it +becomes a question, whether now we have numbers sufficient +to risk an assault. Would to Heaven it had been +tried when I first pressed it. How many brave hearts +have been sacrificed in consequence. Coke's men suffered +severely on the 14th from getting too close, yet not close +enough, to the city walls.</p> + +<p><i>July 17th.</i>—But little private writing for me to-day, +as I have only just come back from Brigadier Hope +Grant's tent, whither I went on business, and I have +been fully occupied with news-writers <i>cum multis aliis</i>. I +begin to think of giving up this Quartermaster-General's +work, now that times are so changed. I began with poor +General Anson, "under his Excellency's personal orders;" +I continued this work under General Barnard at +his request, and now for these last days under General +Reed; but he too is incapacitated by sickness, age, and +anxiety, and goes off to the hills to-night. Colonel Curzon +left for Simla yesterday. Colonel Congreve also +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_281" id="Page_281">281</a></span> +goes, so the head-quarters of the army are finally breaking +up. The Adjutant-General (Chamberlain) is badly +wounded, the Quartermaster-General (Colonel Becher) +ditto, though he does work a little in-doors, if one may +use such an expression of a tent, but he ought not to do +even that much, so badly hurt as he is. Colonel Young, +Norman, and myself are therefore the only representatives +of the head-quarter staff, except the doctors and +commissaries. The head-quarters of the army are now +at Calcutta, General Pat Grant's arrival having been +announced, and this army has dropped into merely a field +force, commanded by Brigadier Wilson as senior, with +the rank of Brigadier-General. I can hardly reconcile +myself to throw up the Intelligence Department now that +I have had the trouble of getting it into working order; +but for my own sake I must do so, for it is a terrible drag +on me, and ties me down too much. I am wonderfully +well, thank God! and able to get through as much work +as any man; but commanding two regiments, and being +eyes and ears of the army too, is really too much! Shebbeare +and Macdowell are appointed to my regiment in +general orders—the former as second in command, but +to continue for the present with the Guides; the latter as +adjutant, but to act as second in command also, for the +present. I hope to have another officer or two in a few +days, as more now devolves on poor Mac than his fragile +frame can well stand. I wish his bodily strength was +equal to his will and courage. It is hot, oh, how hot! +and we can have nothing but a hand punkah occasionally; +if our servants were to make off, we should indeed be in +a pretty predicament, but hitherto they have been faithful +and unmurmuring.</p> + +<p><i>July 19th.</i>—I was quite unable to write yesterday, as +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_282" id="Page_282">282</a></span> +I went out long before daylight; so with the exception of +a few minutes at 8 <span class="smcap">a. m.</span> I was in the saddle until dark! +We had a smart engagement in the afternoon. I was +sent for to take the Guide cavalry down into the suburbs +to support some guns, and assist in driving the enemy +back into the city. We were commanded by a fine old +gentleman, who might sit for a portrait of Falstaff, so fat +and jolly is he: Colonel Jones, of the 60th Rifles. We +got down to our point, close to the walls of Delhi, easily +enough, the rascally enemy being ready enough to turn +and fly for shelter; but to return was the difficulty; the +instant we began to draw off, they followed us, their immense +numbers giving them a great power of annoyance +at very slight cost to themselves. The brave old colonel +was going to retire "all of a heap," infantry, guns, and +all in a helpless mass, and we should have suffered cruel +loss in those narrow roads, with walls and buildings on +both sides. I rode up to him and pointed this out, and in +reply received <i>carte blanche</i> to act as I saw best. This +was soon done, with the assistance of Henry Vicars +(Adjutant 61st) and Coghill, (Adjutant 2d Bengal European +Fusileers,) both cool soldiers under fire, though so +young, and we got off in good order and with trifling loss, +drawing the men back slowly and in regular order, +covered by Dixon's and Money's guns. My own men, +whose duty was the difficult one of enduring a very hot +fire without acting, behaved admirably, and I had the +satisfaction of losing only one killed and two wounded, +besides a few horses, who generally come off second best +where bullets are flying about. My poor "Feroza" was +hit by one, but not dangerously, and I was again most mercifully +preserved unharmed. I was out again early this +morning reconnoitring, and have only just returned in +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_283" id="Page_283">283</a></span> +time to write even so much, too much of myself as usual +for my own feeling, but you will have it so<a name="FNanchor_34" id="FNanchor_34" href="#Footnote_34" class="fnanchor">[34]</a>.</p> + +<p><i>July 20th.</i>—I had a very fatiguing, because sunshiny, +ride yesterday, and a troublesome species of <i>reconnaissance</i>, +to prevent the enemy getting into our rear. Their +name is indeed "legion" compared with us. I should +say, from all I can ascertain by the news-letters, that +there cannot be less than 36,000<a name="FNanchor_35" id="FNanchor_35" href="#Footnote_35" class="fnanchor">[35]</a> fighting men in Delhi, +while we are barely a fifth of that number, including cavalry +and all! Our position, however, is much strengthened, +and we now beat them with half the trouble we had +at first, their appetite for fighting being considerably lessened +by having been so repeatedly driven back; but +alas! we only drive them back, while we do not advance +an inch. The odds have, moreover, fearfully increased +against us by their continued accessions, and I confess I +now see less and less hope of success in an assault; when +I first urged it, the enemy had not more than 7,000 +Sepoys in the city, while we had 2,000 infantry alone. +Now, as I said before, the case is very different; for even +were we to undertake an assault with a reasonable prospect +of success, if they should, in despair, determine to defend +the city inch by inch, or street by street, we should +not have men enough to secure our hold upon it. In that +case, the city people (all of whom are armed) would join +in the fray, and, considering what the consequences of +failure would be, and further, that to do this much we +should be obliged to use up every man available, leaving +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_284" id="Page_284">284</a></span> +no one, or next to none, to protect our camp, sick, and +wounded, from any attempt of the enemy, or of our questionable +friends, the country people, it becomes a matter +of serious and painful consideration. A want of success, +moreover, would now be productive of infinite mischief. +From hence to Allahabad, the fort of Agra and the +Residency of Lucknow are the only spots where the +British flag still flies. We are more to be considered now +as an isolated band, fighting for our very name and existence +in the midst of an enemy's country, than as an avenging +army about to punish a rebel force. Sir H. Lawrence +is holding out at Lucknow, but Cawnpore has fallen +into the hands of the rebels. Sir Hugh Wheeler, after +three weeks' contest, with, we hear, only 150 Europeans, +in an evil hour capitulated, on condition of being provided +with boats and a free passage to Allahabad; as +soon as they were on board the boats, the whole were +massacred! What became of the women and children +we know not; it is hoped they might have been sent away +earlier and escaped; otherwise it is horrible to think of +what may have been their fate. Troops are collecting +fast at Allahabad, and I hope moving on towards Cawnpore; +some think we shall be forced to await their arrival +at or near Delhi, before we can do anything effective. +I trust earnestly that the city will not hold out so long. +The people within it are immensely disheartened, and +dissensions are rife among them. A split between the +Hindoos and fanatic Mahommedans is almost inevitable, +and, above all, money is getting scarce. Meantime, this +"waiting race" is very wearying to heart and body.</p> + +<p>... I have determined on giving up the Assistant +Quartermaster-Generalship. It gives me more work +than I really can manage in such weather, in addition +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_285" id="Page_285">285</a></span> +to the command of two regiments. Macdowell promises +admirably, and I trust there is every hope of our having +a nice body of officers with "Hodson's Horse." Nothing +further from Agra, beyond the assurance that all was +well there.</p> + +<p><i>July 21st.</i>—Just returned from a long <i>reconnaissance</i>, +and the post going out, so I have time but for little. Do +not believe what the idle gossips say, of my "doing the +work of two or three men." I strive to do my duty, but +I cannot consider I do more. I do not run wanton risks, +but I cannot stand by and see what ought to be done, +without risking something to do it. Had I not attempted +what I did on the 14th, even with the insufficient means +at my command, we should have been exposed to a disastrous +loss of life, and to the discredit of a reverse. +That we cannot afford. It is not only the possession of +India which is at stake, not only our name and fame as +Englishmen, but the safety, life, and honor of those nearest +and dearest to us; were we to fail here, the horrible +scenes of Meerut, Delhi, Rohilcund, Jhansee, and others, +would be repeated in the Punjaub and hill stations. Who, +then, as husband, brother, father, son, would hesitate to +face any danger, any risk, which tended to secure victory? +I saw that our men were retiring (by order) in +great confusion, that five minutes more and the whole +party would be destroyed, and the fate of the column +sealed, for the enemy's cavalry and guns were opening +on us at speed. It was a natural impulse to rush forward, +and nobly was I aided by Jacob and Greville, and +my handful of gallant Guides; the tide was turned by +the suddenness of the act; the enemy were driven back, +and our men had time to breathe. This was not much +to do, but it was a great deal to gain. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_286" id="Page_286">286</a></span></p> + +<p><i>July 22d.</i>—Again but a few lines, for I have been +regularly hunted all day. I told you that Sir H. +Wheeler had capitulated, and been treacherously destroyed +with his party; we have since heard that a force +from Allahabad had reached Cawnpore under Colonel +Neill of the Madras Fusileers, that Sir H. Lawrence has +been succored, and that, in point of fact, our power up +to Agra had been reestablished. God grant this be true. +Agra is safe, and all well; the troops which attacked it +are afraid to come on here, and have halted at Muttra. +The force in Delhi is much disheartened, and fights with +gradually decaying energy. Already we have beaten +them back in twenty-three fights, besides a few such affairs +on my own private account, and though with considerable +loss to us, yet with comparative ease, when you +consider their overwhelming numbers. We had an engagement +on the evening of the 20th, in which Colonel +Seaton commanded our column, the 1st Fusileers, 61st +Foot, and Guides as usual. I had command of the +Guide infantry, and led the advance as well as covered +the retreat; and though we pushed close up to Delhi, +we never had a shot fired from the walls until we had +set out on our return to camp some way. They then +came howling after us like jackals, but the Guides were +mindful of their old leader's voice, and steadily kept +them in check during the whole distance, so completely, +that not a European soldier was under fire, and I only lost +four men slightly wounded, while the enemy returned in +utter discomfiture. Poor Light has been very ill, and +Thompson has a bullet through his leg. Bishop also is +wounded; he retains the same calm composure of manner +under the hottest fire and hardest work, as he habitually +exhibited on the Mall. These are excellent officers, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_287" id="Page_287">287</a></span> +but Tombs and Light are really splendid. I hope Chamberlain's +arm will be saved; he is a noble fellow, but of +course has his weaknesses.</p> + +<p><i>July 24th.</i>—I was quite unable to write yesterday. +Pandy chose an unusually inconvenient hour for his attack, +and kept us out until the afternoon, and then I was +busied in attending to our poor friend Colonel Seaton, +who, I grieve to say, was badly wounded, a musket-ball +having entered his left breast and come out at his back, +providentially passing outside the ribs instead of through +his body; his lungs are, however, slightly injured, either +by a broken rib or the concussion, and until it is ascertained +to what extent this has gone, he is considered in +danger. I do not myself think there is danger, as no +unfavorable symptom has yet appeared, except a slight +spitting of blood; but he is so patient and quiet that all +is in his favor. I am deeply sorry for him, dear fellow! +and fervently pray that he may be spared to us. There +was little actual fighting; the rascals ran, the instant they +came in contact with our men; the only firing being behind +banks and garden-walls. Colonel Drought, late +60th Native Infantry, was wounded; Captain Money of +the Artillery got a bad knock on the knee-joint, and Law +of the 10th Native Infantry killed; two killed and five +wounded in the 1st Fusileers, who, as usual, bore the +brunt. After many discussions pro and con, it has been +arranged that I retain the Intelligence Department and +give up the Guides. My own men require great attention, +as they are now in considerable numbers; so the +General has begged me to relinquish the Guides instead +of the Assistant Quartermaster-Generalship; the command +of two regiments being an anomaly. I am very +ready to do this, though I regret the separation from the +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_288" id="Page_288">288</a></span> +men, and should have liked to have led my old corps into +Delhi; but it is best as it is. You at least will rejoice +that it greatly diminishes the risk to life and limb, which, +I confess, lately has been excessive in my case. The +General was very complimentary on my doings while +commanding the Guides, and "trusted to receive equally +invaluable services from my new regiment." I have +little doubt of this, if I am spared. I find General Barnard +reported no less than four times on my doings in the +highest terms; and the last public letter he ever wrote +was a special despatch to Government in my favor. It +was, in fact, the only letter of the kind he ever wrote, +for death intervened just as he was setting to work to +bring those who had done well to the notice of Government.</p> + +<p>They tell me I shall get pay for the Assistant Quarter-master-General's +Department,<a name="FNanchor_36" id="FNanchor_36" href="#Footnote_36" class="fnanchor">[36]</a> as well as my command +allowance. For the Guides, of course I shall get nothing; +but, I must say, I work, not like a "nigger," considering +their work usually amounts to <i>nil</i>, but like a +slave, in the Intelligence Department. I have been +deeply shocked to hear that poor Christian, his young +wife, and babes were among the murdered in Oudh. +Also Colonel Goldney.... All is well at Agra; there +are about 6,000 individuals in the fort, with provisions for +six months; they are probably relieved by now, for we +hear that six English regiments were at Cawnpore on +the 11th instant. This cheers up the men, and makes +them think that Government has some thought for the +gallant fellows here and elsewhere. I sent by Martin, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_289" id="Page_289">289</a></span> +of the 75th, a parcel for Mrs. Hallifax, containing, with +other things, the old pistol her poor husband gave me. +I should have liked to have kept it as a memorial of him, +but as she wished for it, of course I resign it; the other +arms, except the revolver, which Dr. Stewart says he +lost, were packed up and sent to Umbâla with other +things.</p> + +<p><i>July 25th.</i>—Well, yes, I did offer to go down the +Doâb towards Agra and Cawnpore, to open the communication, +and ascertain exactly where the reinforcements +were, and assist them with cavalry in coming up +towards Delhi. It would have been of real use, and not +so dangerous as this eternal potting work here. I proposed +to take 600 of my Horse, 250 infantry of the +Guides, and four guns; could I not have made my way +with these? I humbly opine I could. I do not mean +to say it was not a bold stroke, but in Indian warfare I +have always found "toujours l'audace" not a bad motto. +I can never forget how much we have at stake, that we +have a continent in arms against us; and I do think (and +certainly shall always act so) that every man should do +not only his duty but his utmost in a crisis like the +present.</p> + +<p><i>July 26th.</i>—A parcel with flannel shirts, &c., arrived +last night. Those for the men I sent off to the hospital +at once, to the doctors' great delight. Macdowell declares +that the cap, his "jumpers," and the "baccy" +Lord W. Hay was to send, must be in the box, and demands +them imperiously. He is doing admirably, and +promises to be a first-rate officer of light horse. He +rides well, which is one good thing, and is brave as a +lion's whelp, which is another. I only fear whether he +has physical strength for such work in such weather. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_290" id="Page_290">290</a></span> +The whole country is a steaming bog. I keep my health +wonderfully, thank God! in spite of heat, hard work, +and exposure; and the men bear up like Britons. We +all feel that Government ought to allow every officer and +man before Delhi to count every month spent here as a +year of service in India. There is much that is disappointing +and disgusting to a man who feels that more +might have been done, but I comfort myself with the +thought, that history (if Russell, not Macaulay, writes +it) will do justice to the constancy and fortitude of the +handful of Englishmen who have for so many weeks—months, +I may say—of desperate weather, amid the +greatest toil and hardship, resisted and finally defeated +the worst and most strenuous exertions of an entire +army and a whole nation in arms,—an army trained by +ourselves, and supplied with all but exhaustless munitions +of war, laid up by ourselves for the maintenance +of our Empire. I venture to aver that no other nation +in the world would have remained here, or have avoided +defeat had they attempted to do so. The delay as yet +has been both morally and politically bad in many ways, +and the results are already beginning to be manifest, but +in the end it will increase our prestige and the moral +effects of our power. A nation which could conquer a +country like the Punjaub so recently with an Hindostanee +army, and then turn the energies of the conquered +Sikhs to subdue the very army by which they were +tamed; which could fight out a position like Peshawur +for years in the very teeth of the Affghan tribes; and +then, when suddenly deprived of the regiments which +effected this, could unhesitatingly employ those very +tribes to disarm and quell those regiments when in mutiny,—a +nation which could do this is destined indeed +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_291" id="Page_291">291</a></span> +to rule the world; and the races of Asia must succumb. +This is a proud feeling, and nerves one's arm in many a +time of difficulty and danger, as much almost as the conviction +that we must conquer, or worse than death awaits +us. The intelligence of Sir H. Wheeler's destruction +came to us from too true a source to be doubted,—it was +in dear Sir Henry Lawrence's own handwriting; and +has been confirmed, alas, too surely. All we do not +know is whether the women and children were massacred +with the men, or whether they escaped, or were +reserved for a worse fate.</p> + +<p>One of my news-letters reports that eighteen women +are in prison under the care (?) of Nana Sahib (Bajee +Rao Peishwar's adopted son), who attacked Cawnpore. +You must remember at the artillery review a very "swell" +looking native gentleman, accompanied by another educated +native, who spoke French and other European languages, +and was talking a good deal to Alfred Light. +Well, this was the identical Nana Sahib who has done +all this, and who must even at that very time have been +meditating the treachery, if not the murders.</p> + +<p>There is not a word of truth in the report of "the +King of Delhi coming out for a final struggle." Rumor +has been saying so for weeks, with no foundation; +the truth is, the King is a mere puppet, a "ruse." He is +old, and well-nigh impotent, and is only used as authority +for all the acts of rebellion and barbarity enacted by his +sons. The rascals talk (in the city) of coming round on +our rear, and attacking us in the field. I only wish +they would, for in the open plain we should hunt them +down like jackals. They escape us now by flying back +into the city, or under cover of the heavy batteries from +its walls. When (if ever) they do come out, the General +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_292" id="Page_292">292</a></span> +has proposed to put the whole of the Irregular Cavalry +under my command, and I trust to give a tolerable +account of the enemy, and show that "Hodson's Horse" +are capable of something, even already.</p> + +<p>Colonel Seaton is doing admirably, I am thankful to +say. He is patient and gentle in suffering as a woman, +and this helps his recovery wonderfully.</p> + +<p><i>July 27th.</i>—Since the 23d, hardly a shot has been +fired here. The news-letters from the city mention +meetings in the market-place, and talkings at the corners +of the streets, with big words of what they intend +to do; but they (the people) are actually cowed and +dispirited, while their rulers issue orders which are never +obeyed.</p> + +<p>I fear our movements wait upon theirs. We have no +one in power with a head to devise or a heart to dare +any enterprise which might result in the capture of +Delhi; and alas! one cannot but admit that it would +require both a wise head and a very great heart to run +the risk with so reduced a force as we have here now. +2,200 Europeans<a name="FNanchor_37" id="FNanchor_37" href="#Footnote_37" class="fnanchor">[37]</a> and 1,500 Native Infantry are all that +we now can muster. We have reliable news from below, +that, on or about the 14th, General Havelock, with +the first portion of the European force, met and attacked +the villain Nana, near Futteypore (between Allahabad +and Cawnpore), and beat him thoroughly, capturing his +camp, twelve guns, and seven lac of rupees. The China +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_293" id="Page_293">293</a></span> +troops had arrived: Lord Elgin having consented to the +employment of the whole.</p> + +<p>Sir P. Grant is coming up with these troops, "on dit," +so that in six weeks from the date of the Meerut massacre, +11,000 European troops will have landed in India; +what a providential arrival, and what a lesson to Asiatics +that they can never contend with England.</p> + +<p>This news has put the whole camp, even the croakers, +of whom there are not a few, in high spirits. I only +hope it is not too good to be true.</p> + +<p>As a set-off against this, news has arrived that Tudor +Tucker, his wife, and Sam Fisher, are among the victims +of this horrible insurrection, also, poor James Thomason; +and of his brother-in-law's, Dr. Hay's, execution, there +can be no longer a doubt. How many hecatombs of Sepoys +would it require to atone for their deaths alone. +When shall we see the last; when know the full extent +of these horrible atrocities? The accounts make one's +blood run fire. Our dear Douglas Seaton has arrived in +England, much restored by the voyage, but not, I fear, +sufficiently recovered to return, as soon as he would hear +of the outbreak. A sad blow for him, poor fellow, for +had he been here to command the regiment, he would +probably have been a full Colonel and C. B. at the end. +I am seriously uneasy at receiving no letters from England, +though mail after mail must have arrived, and some +people get their letters! therefore why not I mine? We +get none even from Agra, and of course not below it, except +by "Kossid," and they but little scraps, written half +in Greek characters, to mislead or deceive, if the unfortunate +bearer is stopped. They conceal them very ingeniously +between the leather of their shoes, or tied up +in their hair. I inclose one that came in even a more +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_294" id="Page_294">294</a></span> +singular letter-bag than either, rolled up in a piece of +wax and packed into a hollow tooth.</p> + +<p>—— tells me that —— was furious at my having the +Guides, but was compelled to acquiesce in it "as it was +undoubtedly the best thing for the public service." How +he must have winced when he was forced to confess that.</p> + +<p><i>July 28th.</i>—I have no news. The Pandies have not +attacked us since the 23d, and are much dispirited. In +reply to your and Mrs. ——'s wish to come to Delhi as +nurses, I must say honestly that there is no necessity for +such a sacrifice. Our position here is very different from +that in the Crimea and at Scutari. There the men died +from want of care and of the ordinary necessaries of life. +Here there is no absolute want of anything, except a +genial climate and well-built hospitals, neither of which +you could supply. The men are attended to immediately +they are sick or wounded; and within an hour, sometimes +half that time, of his being wounded, a soldier is +in his bed, with everything actually necessary, and the +greatest medical attention. Unless any unforeseen emergency +should arise, I would strongly dissuade any lady +from coming to camp.</p> + +<p>I have always urged the authorities to send away, as +fast as possible, those who have arrived as refugees. We +have a vast camp, or rather position, five miles in circumference, +and we are constantly obliged to take every +man into the field. The guard for our sick is trifling +enough, and our difficulties would be increased were there +women also to be thought of; and God forbid that any +more lives should be risked in this dreadful servile war. +There is also another consideration of much weight +against the tender sympathy which prompts the offer. +How is a delicate woman's constitution to bear up against +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_295" id="Page_295">295</a></span> +the evils of a tented field in the rains, or render efficient +service in such a climate as this is now? They would +all very speedily become patients in the very hospitals +which they came to serve and would so willingly support. +The flannel garments are invaluable, and this is all that +can be done for us by female hands at present.</p> + +<p><i>July 29th.</i>—I have been so occupied with business all +day that I have only time to say we have had no more +fighting, and the whole atmosphere is still, but hot, oh, so +hot! General Wilson is unwell, and will probably break +down, like the rest. These sexagenarians are unfit for +work in July. I expect Napier will be with the advancing +troops. I sincerely hope so. He is the man to do +something, if they will but let him.</p> + +<p><i>July 31st.</i>—I intended writing more fully to make up +for my late short-comings, but the Pandies permit it not. +They made an attempt on our position this morning; +nothing more, however, than a distant cannonade. A +large party have moved round in our rear, and this has +kept me in the saddle all day. I have just returned, +after some hours of the heaviest rain I was ever out in, +drenched to the skin, of course, and somewhat tired, so +judge what a comfort a dry flannel shirt must be. There +was no actual fighting, so with the exception of keeping +us out so long, and a great expenditure of powder and +shot, no harm was done.</p> + +<p><i>August 1st.</i>—The continued heavy rain promises to +give me more time for pen-work to-day, if no more takes +place on this side of Pandy-monium. The box has +arrived safely with the new "jumpers," &c. Lord William's +additions are invaluable. We have fresh accounts +from below that every European woman and child have +been ruthlessly murdered at Cawnpore. The details are +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_296" id="Page_296">296</a></span> +too revolting to put on paper, and make one's blood boil. +Mothers with infants in their arms murdered with fiendish +cruelty, and worse than all, two young girls just arrived +from England are said to have been only saved to meet a +worse fate in some Mussulman's zenana. There will be +a day of reckoning for these things, and a fierce one, or I +have been a soldier in vain. You say there is a great +difference between doing one's duty and running unnecessary +risks, and you say truly; the only question is, what +is one's duty. Now, I might, as I have more than once, +see things going wrong at a time and place when I might +be merely a spectator, and not "on duty," or ordered to +be there, and I might feel that by exposing myself to +danger for a time I might rectify matters, and I might +therefore think it right to incur that danger; and yet if I +were to get hit, it would be said "he had no business +there;" nor should I, as far as the rules of the service +go, though in my own mind I should have been satisfied +that I was right. These are times when every man +should do his best, his utmost, and not say, "No; though +I see I can do good there, yet, as I have not been ordered +and am not on duty, I will not do it." This is not my +idea of a soldier's duty, and hitherto the results have +proved me right. Poor Eaton Travers, of Coke's regiment, +was killed this morning. He had just come from +England <i>viâ</i> Bombay, with a young wife, whom he left +at Lahore. Poor young thing, a sad beginning and end for +her. We send off convoys of the sick and wounded to +Umbâla, where we hear they are well tended and are +doing well. Even here everything possible is done for +them; Dr. Brougham is an excellent man, and first-rate +surgeon, quite the man of the camp in his line, clever, +indefatigable, and humane.</p> + +</div> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_297" id="Page_297">297</a></span></p> + +<div class="blockquot"> + +<p> +<i>2d.</i>—The rebels attacked us about 5 <span class="smcap">p. m.</span> yesterday, +and kept us at it till seven or eight this morning. Our +people kept steadily at their posts and behind intrenchments, +and drove them back with steady volleys every +time they came near. The result was, that they were +punished severely, while our loss was a very trifling one, +not more than half a dozen Europeans killed and wounded; +it is next to impossible ever to ascertain accurately +what the enemy's loss is.</p> + +<p>Colonel Seaton is doing well; in three weeks' time I +hope he will be about again. Before this surely our +rulers will consent to take Delhi. Sickness is on the +increase, and we have been nearly losing another General. +General Wilson was very ill for a few days, but +is now better. He is older, however, by ten years than +he was. The responsibility and anxiety of what is certainly +a very difficult position, have been too much for +him, and he has got into the way of being nervous and +alarmed, and overanxious even about trifles, which shakes +one's dependence on his judgment. These men are personally +as brave as lions, but they have not big hearts or +heads enough for circumstances of serious responsibility. +This word is the bugbear which hampers all our proceedings. +Would we could have had Sir Henry Lawrence +as our leader; we should have been in Delhi weeks ago. +I hope Colonel Napier is coming up with the force. He +has head, and heart, and nerve, and the moral courage to +act as if he had; we hear that the crisis is passing; all +below Cawnpore is safe, and all above Kurnâl to Peshawur; +while Lord W. Hay keeps the more important +hill stations steady. When all is over, our power will be +stronger than ever, principally because we shall have got +rid of our great sore, a native army.</p> + +</div> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_298" id="Page_298">298</a></span></p> + +<div class="blockquot"> + +<p> +<i>3d.</i>—4 <span class="smcap">p. m.</span> and I have only just got out of the saddle, +and found on my arrival in camp the heaviest news +that has yet reached us. Report says that Sir Henry is +dead! The news wants confirmation, and God grant that +it may be untrue. I should lose one of my best friends, +and the country (in Lord Dalhousie's words on poor +Mackeson) "one whose loss would dim a victory." I +cannot write more to-day; the news has quite unnerved +me.</p> + +<p><i>4th.</i>—Two letters have just arrived from General +Havelock at Cawnpore. They were written at an interval +of ten days, and mentioned his having had three successful +fights, on the 12th, 15th, and 16th of July, and +the reoccupation of Cawnpore. The first of these letters +mentions a report that Sir Henry had died on the +4th July, of wounds received on the 2d; but the second +letter, written ten days later, does not even allude to a +circumstance of such importance, and the Sikh who +brought it, and who left Havelock near Lucknow, on his +way to its relief, maintains that it is not true, and that +Sir Henry Lawrence was alive when he left, as letters +were constantly passing from Havelock's camp to the +"Burra Sahib." God grant, for his country's sake and +for mine, that it be not true. To the country his death +would be worse than the loss of a province; to me it +would be the loss of my truest and most valued friend. +I hope, yet fear to hope, that it may be a false report; +yet what soldier would wish a more noble, a more brilliant +end to such a career? Havelock has captured all +the enemy's guns, and inflicted severe punishment. The +destruction of Sir Hugh Wheeler and his party is fully +confirmed, and Havelock was too late to save the unfortunate +women and children, who were massacred in their +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_299" id="Page_299">299</a></span> +prison, before his arrival, by their guards. Such fiends +as these our arms have never met with in any part of the +world. May our vengeance be as speedy as it will unquestionably +be sure!</p> + +<p>We (Hodson's Horse) are getting on very comfortably, +and are going to start a mess on our own account, so as +to be ready to march without difficulty when required.</p> + +<p><i>5th.</i>—To-day the accounts received from a native +Commissariat Agent, arrived at Meerut from Lucknow, +are positive as to Sir H. Lawrence being alive a fortnight +after he was said to have died. This, if reliable, +is good indeed. The letter I annex<a name="FNanchor_38" id="FNanchor_38" href="#Footnote_38" class="fnanchor">[38]</a> from Colonel Tytler +gives good news, and the man who brought the letter, +says there were fourteen steamers and flats at Cawnpore +when he left. The troops had taken Bithoor, the Nana's +place, and at first it was uninjured, but the bodies of some +English women were found inside the Nana's house, on +which the European soldiers, excited to irresistible fury, +destroyed every human being in the place, and then demolished +the building, not leaving one stone upon another. +The Nana himself, with his family, took refuge in a boat +on the river, and the native accounts add that he sunk +it, and all were drowned. This I strongly doubt; such +Spartan heroism could scarcely exist in the mind of +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_300" id="Page_300">300</a></span> +one who could violate and massacre helpless women and +children. Indeed, I hope it is not true; for it is one of +my aims to have the catching of the said Nana myself. +The hanging him would be a positive pleasure to me. I +trust the day of retribution is not far distant.</p> + +<p><i>6th.</i>—Small chance of much writing to-day, for just +as I have got into camp, after some hours' attendance on +the pleasure of the Pandies, who came out in force and +threatened an attack, I find that I have to start on a long +reconnoitring expedition, from which I cannot return till +late at night. This is unfortunate, as I have much pen-work +on hand, my necessary official writing being very +onerous. I was obliged to write as long a letter as I +could to Lord W. Hay, if but to thank him, in my own +and others' name, for the comforts he so thoughtfully +sent us.</p> + +<p>I have a very complimentary letter from G. Barnes, +the Commissioner, as well as some others, enough to turn +one's head with vanity; but I have had bitter experience +of its rottenness, and take the flattery at its full value, +namely, "nil." I fear, from fresh reports arrived, that +Havelock will not come and help us after all. They say +he has the strictest orders to relieve Lucknow only, and +that however much he may desire to march on to Delhi, +it is out of his power to do so. It is true we do not want +him. Delhi surely must be taken as soon as ever the +reinforcements get down here from the Punjaub. Our +rulers must then see the necessity for action.</p> + +<p><i>7th.</i>—I returned at three o'clock this morning from a +forty miles' ride over the worst and wettest country I +was ever in, and I am thoroughly exhausted, though +everybody is wanting something, and I must attend to +business first, and then to rest.</p> + +</div> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_301" id="Page_301">301</a></span></p> + +<div class="blockquot"> + +<p> +<i>8th.</i>—I could write nothing but official papers all the +sedentary part of yesterday. I did not get in till 9 <span class="smcap">p. m.</span> +The news from below mentions good dear old Dr. Lyell +as among the killed at Patna. Brave, noble fellow, his +gallant spirit has led him to the front once too often. He +had always as much of the warrior as of the surgeon in +him. The report has again gained ground of dear Sir +Henry's death, but my heart refuses credence to so great +a misfortune. I do trust that when the 52d arrive, we +may be allowed to do something better than this pot-shot +work. Nicholson has come on ahead, and is a host in +himself, if he does not go and get knocked over as Chamberlain +did. The camp is all alive at the notion of something +decisive taking place soon, but I cannot rally from +the fear of dear Sir Henry's fate. How many of my +friends are gone. My heart is divided between grief for +those precious victims, and deep gratitude to God for my +own safety and that of those dearest to me. May He in +His mercy preserve me for further exertion and an ultimate +reunion, and if not, His will be done. I have a +letter from an unfortunate woman, a Mrs. Leeson, who +was saved from the slaughter at Delhi, on May 11th, by +an Affghan lad, after she had been wounded, and her +child slaughtered in her arms. She is still concealed in +the Affghan's house. I heard that there was a woman +there, and managed to effect a communication with her, +through one of the Guides, and to send her money, &c., +and so I think the poor creature may be preserved till +we enter Delhi, if we fail in getting her free before. I +fear she is the only European, or rather the only Christian +(for she herself is hardly European), left alive from +the massacre. Her husband was the son of Major Leeson, +and a clerk in a Government office in Delhi. I have +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_302" id="Page_302">302</a></span> +sent one of our few prisoners up to Forsyth at Umbâla, +whom we ironically call the "Maid of Delhi," though +her age and character are questionable, and her ugliness +undoubted. She actually came out on horseback, and fought +against us like a fiend. The General at first released her, +but knowing how mischievous she would be among those +superstitious Mahommedans, I persuaded him to let her +be recaptured, and made over for safe custody. It is a +moot point whether any assault will be made as soon as +the 52d arrive. I can only go on hoping, but I confess +I am not very sanguine about anything being done now.</p> + +<p>Our General, since his illness, has got a still weaker +dread of responsibility, and ceased to be nearly as vigorous +even as heretofore. Would indeed that we had had +Sir H. Lawrence here; that he may have been, and still +be spared to us, is my prayer! The consequences of +longer delay will be more and more disastrous to the +health of the troops. Captain Daly has not formally +reassumed command of the Guides, though he virtually +does all the sedentary work. By an arrangement which +I cannot but think unwise, and which deprives the corps +of two thirds of its value, they have separated the regiment +into two, putting the cavalry into the Cavalry Brigade +under Hope Grant, and the infantry at the other +end of the camp under Shebbeare, and Major Reid of +the Goorkhas, who commands all the posts and pickets +on our right.</p> + +<p>The Guides should not be separated, and should be +kept as much apart as may be from other corps. No +regiment in the world have done or will do better than +they, with a little prudence, and under an officer whom +they like and can trust. My own regiment is also in the +Cavalry Brigade, and is very hard-worked. It is bad +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_303" id="Page_303">303</a></span> +for a young and unformed corps, but there is such a +scarcity of cavalry here, that I cannot even remonstrate, +and I get no small amount of <span class="greek" title="kudos">κῦδος</span> for having so large a +number of men fit to be put on duty within two months +of receiving the order to raise a regiment. I shall have +two more troops in with the 52d, and Nicholson has given +me fifty Affghans, just joined him from Peshawur, which, +added to thirty coming with Alee Reza Khan from Lahore, +will complete an Affghan troop as a counterpoise to +my Punjaubees.<a name="FNanchor_39" id="FNanchor_39" href="#Footnote_39" class="fnanchor">[39]</a></p> + +<p>We expect the movable column on the 12th or 13th, +weather permitting, and some other troops a day or two +after. Sir P. Grant is supposed to be at Cawnpore, but +we have no tidings later than Colonel Tytler's letter. +There is no actual fighting going on here, nothing except +the usual cannonade. The rebels bring out guns on all +sides, and fire away day and night, but bring no troops +forward, and as we act strictly on the defensive, we merely +reply to their guns with ours. The whole affair is reduced +to a combat of artillery, our leader's favorite arm, +excellent when combined with the other two, but if he +expects to get into Delhi with that alone, I guess he will +find himself mistaken. The news of disaffection in the +city is daily confirmed. On the 7th a powder manufactory +exploded, and they suspended the minister, Hakeem +Ahsanoolah, and searched his house; there they found a +letter which had been sent him, concocted by Moulvie +Rujub Alee, which confirmed their suspicions, so they +plundered and burnt his house, while he himself was only +saved by taking refuge in the palace with the King, his +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_304" id="Page_304">304</a></span> +master, who it seems is kept close prisoner there, his sons +giving all orders, and ruling with a rod of iron. They +say, however, that the King has got leave to send his +wives and women out of the Ajmere gate to the Kootub. +I trust it may be so, for we do not war with women, and +should be sadly puzzled to know what to do with them +as prisoners.</p> + +<p><i>August 11th.</i>—The bridge over the Jumna resists all +efforts for its destruction. Our engineers have tried +their worst, and failed. I have tried all that money +could do, to the extent of 6,000 rupees, but equally in +vain. So there it remains for the benefit of the enemy, +whose principal reinforcements come from that side of +the city. Two messengers of my own, arrived from +Lucknow, leave little hope of dear Sir Henry's life having +been spared. I grieve as for a brother....</p> + +<p>Talking of jealousies, one day, under a heavy fire, Captain +—— came up to me, and begged me to forget and +forgive what had passed, and only to remember that we +were soldiers fighting together in a common cause. As I +was the injured party, I could afford to do this. The +time and place, as well as his manner, appealed to my +better feelings, so I held out my hand at once. Now-a-days, +we must stand by and help each other, forget all +injuries, and rise superior to them, or, God help us! we +should be in terrible plight.</p> + +<p><i>August 12th.</i>—This morning a force under Colonel +Showers moved down before daybreak towards the city, +or rather the gardens outside the city gates, and gave the +enemy, who had been ensconced behind the garden walls +for a couple of days, and given our pickets annoyance, a +good thrashing, taking four of their guns, and inflicting a +heavy loss. All were back in camp by 7 <span class="smcap">p. m.</span>, so it was +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_305" id="Page_305">305</a></span> +a very comfortable little affair. Our fellows did admirably. +Captain Greville captured one gun with a handful +of men, getting slightly wounded in the act. Showers +himself, Coke, and young Owen, were also wounded, and +poor young Sheriff of the 2d mortally so; the loss among +the men was small in proportion to the success. The return +to camp was a scene worth witnessing, the soldiers +bringing home in triumph the guns they had captured, a +soldier, with musket and bayonet fixed, riding each horse, +and brave young Owen astride one gun, and dozens clinging +to and pushing it, or rather them, along with might +and main, and cheering like mad things. I was in the +thick of it by accident, for I was looking on as well as I +could through the gloom, when Coke asked me to find +Brigadier Showers and say he was wounded, and that +the guns were taken. I found Showers himself wounded, +and then had to find a field-officer to take command, +after which, I assisted generally in drawing off the men—the +withdrawal or retirement being the most difficult +matter always, and requiring as much steadiness as an +attack.</p> + +<p><i>August 13th.</i>—I wish I could get some pay, but money +is terribly scarce and living dear; my favorite beverage, +tea, particularly so. I have therefore sent to Umbâla for +some.</p> + +<p>Ghoolab Singh's death is unfortunate at this juncture, +but I fancy we have too much to do just now to interfere +with the succession; we ought not to do so according to +treaty, and if Jowahir Singh tries to recover the country +from his cousin, Runbeer Singh, the King's son, why that +is his affair, not ours—though we should never be contented +to let them fight it out and settle it themselves. +Poor Light has been brought very low by dysentery, and +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_306" id="Page_306">306</a></span> +can hardly crawl about, but about he persists in going, +brave fellow as he is. What a contrast to ——, who has +got away, sick or pretending to be so, to the hills,—anything +to escape work. Greville is, I am thankful to say, +not badly wounded, and as plucky as ever. All well at +Agra; no news from below.</p> + +<p><i>August 14th.</i>—On returning from a rather disheartening +<i>reconnaissance</i> to-day, I found letters which soothed +and comforted my weary spirit, just as a sudden gleam of +sunlight brightens a gloomy landscape, and brings all surrounding +objects into light and distinctness.</p> + +<p>I am no croaker, but I confess sometimes it requires +all one's trust in the God of battles, and all the comforting +and sustaining words of those nearest and dearest to +us, to bear up boldly and bravely through these weary +days. A letter from good Douglas Seaton was among +them. He little thought that so soon after his departure +we should all be moving downwards, and that I should +receive his letter in his brother's tent in "Camp before +Delhi;" his own dearly loved regiment<a name="FNanchor_40" id="FNanchor_40" href="#Footnote_40" class="fnanchor">[40]</a> "next door" to +us. How wonderfully uncertain everything is in India. +I am interrupted by orders to start to-night for Rohtuck, +and must go and make arrangements. +</p> +</div> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_307" id="Page_307"></a></span></p> + +<h2 class="p6">CHAPTER III.</h2> + +<p class="ch_summ"> +SIEGE OF DELHI, CONTINUED.—ROHTUCK EXPEDITION.—ASSAULT.—DELHI +TAKEN.—CAPTURE OF +KING.—CAPTURE AND EXECUTION OF SHAHZADAHS. +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Bohur, near Rohtuck</span>, <i>August 17th</i>. +</p> + +<p>I have been unable to write since we left Delhi, as we +have been incessantly marching, and had no means of +communicating with any one. Even now I am doubtful +whether this will reach camp. We left Delhi during the +night of the 14th-15th, and marched to Khurkundah, a +large village, in which I had heard that a great number of +the rascally Irregulars had taken refuge. We surprised +and attacked the village. A number of the enemy got into +a house, and fought like devils; but we mastered them and +slew the whole. Yesterday we marched on here, intending +to reconnoitre and harass "à la Cosaque" a large party of +horsemen and foot, with two guns, who have been moving +along from Delhi, plundering the wretched villagers <i>en +route</i>, and threatening to attack Hansie. They, however, +thought discretion the better part of valor, and, hearing +of our approach, started off at a tangent before we got +near enough to stop them.</p> + +<p>We have been drenched with rain, so I am halting to +dry and feed both men and horses, and then we go on to +Rohtuck. I have nearly 300 men and five officers,—Ward, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_308" id="Page_308">308</a></span> +Wise, the two Goughs, and Macdowell,—all first-rate +soldiers. I have eighty Guides, and the rest my +own men, who do wonderfully, considering how sadly untrained +and undisciplined they are. We are roughing it +in more ways than one, and the sun is terribly hot; but +we are all well and in high spirits, for though it is a bold +game to play, I am too careful to run unnecessary risks, +or get into a fix. I have done a good deal already, and +shall, I hope, recover Rohtuck to-day, when I do trust the +authorities will consent to keep it, and not let us have the +work to do twice over, as at Bhágput. +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<p class="center"><i>To</i> <span class="smcap">Colonel Becher</span>, <i>Quartermaster-General</i>.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +<span class="smcap">My Dear Colonel</span>,—We are getting on very well. +I hope to take Rohtuck to-day, and I trust arrangements +will be made for keeping it. The country will then be +quiet from Hansie to Delhi. The Jheend Rajah should +be told to take care of the district. I believe Greathed +did make this arrangement, but Barnes put some spoke +in the way, so that the Rajah is uncertain how to act. +Please tell Greathed from me that there is nothing now +to prevent the restoration of order here. I wish I had +a stronger party, for though I feel quite comfortable myself, +yet I should like more troops, for the sake of the +men, who are not quite so easy in their minds. The +road by Alipore, Boanah, and Khurkundah is the best. +The canal is easily fordable at Boanah, and just below +that place (at the escape) it is quite dry, the banks having +given way. We polished off the Khurkundah gentry +in style, though they showed fight to a great extent. It +has had a wonderfully calming effect on the neighborhood. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_309" id="Page_309">309</a></span> +I hope the Jheend troops, or some troops, may be sent +here. The Jheend men would more than suffice.</p> + +<p class="left45"> +Yours very sincerely,<br /> +<span class="smcap i4">W. S. R. Hodson</span>. +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<p class="left45"><span class="smcap">Camp, Dusseeah, near Rohtuck</span>, <i>19th August</i>.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +This is the first rest since Bohur; we have had very +hard work, great heat, and long exposure; but, thank +God, are all well and safe, and have done some business. +I marched from Bohur on the evening of the 17th. On +reaching Rohtuck, we found the Mussulman portion of +the people, and a crowd of Irregulars drawn up on the +walls, while a considerable party were on a mound outside. +I had ridden forward with Captain Ward and a +few orderlies to see how the land lay, when the rascals +fired, and ran towards us. I sent word for my cavalry to +come up, and rode slowly back myself, in order to tempt +them out, which had partly the desired effect, and as soon as +my leading troop came up, we dashed at them and drove +them helter-skelter into the town, killing all we overtook. +We then encamped in what was the Kutcherry compound, +and had a grateful rest and a quiet night. The representatives +of the better-disposed part of the population came out +to me, and amply provided us with supplies for both man +and beast. The rest were to have made their "amende" +in the morning; but a disaffected Rangur went off early, +and brought up 300 Irregular horsemen of the mutineers,—1st, +13th, 14th, and other rebels,—and having +collected about 1,000 armed rascals on foot, came out to +attack my little party of barely 300 sabres and six officers. +The Sowars dashed at a gallop up the road, and came +boldly enough up to our camp. I had, a few minutes +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_310" id="Page_310">310</a></span> +before, fortunately received notice of their intentions, and +as I had kept the horses ready saddled, we were out and +at them in a few seconds. To drive them scattering back +to the town was the work of only as many more, and I +then, seeing their numbers, and the quantity of matchlocks +brought against us from gardens and embrasures, +determined to draw them out into the open country; and +the "ruse" was eminently successful. I had quietly sent +off our little baggage unperceived, half an hour before, +so that I was, as I intended, perfectly free and unfettered +by <i>impedimenta</i> of any sort. I then quietly and gradually +drew off troop after troop into the open plain about a mile +to the rear, covering the movement with skirmishers. +My men, new as well as old, behaved coolly and admirably +throughout, though the fire was very annoying, and a +retreat is always discouraging, even when you have an +object in view. My officers, fortunately first-rate ones, +behaved like veterans, and everything went on to my +complete satisfaction. Exactly what I had anticipated +happened. The enemy thought we were bolting, and +came on in crowds, firing and yelling, and the Sowars +brandishing their swords as if we were already in their +hands, when suddenly I gave the order, "Threes about, +and at them." The men obeyed with a cheer; the effect +was electrical; never was such a scatter. I launched +five parties at them, each under an officer, and in they +went, cutting and firing into the very thick of them. +The ground was very wet, and a ditch favored them, but +we cut down upwards of fifty in as many seconds. The +remainder flew back to the town, as if, not the Guides +and Hodson's Horse, but death and the devil were at +their heels. Their very numbers encumbered them, and +the rout was most complete. Unfortunately I had no +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_311" id="Page_311">311</a></span> +ammunition left, and therefore could not without imprudence +remain so close to a town filled with matchlock men, +so we marched quietly round to the north of the town, +and encamped near the first friendly village we came to, +which we reached in the early afternoon. Our success was +so far complete, and I am most thankful to say with very +trifling loss, only two men rather severely wounded, eight +in all touched, and a few horses hit. Macdowell did +admirably, as indeed did all. My new men, utterly untrained +as they are, many unable to ride or even load +their carabines properly, yet behaved beyond my most +sanguine expectations for a first field, and this success, +without loss, will encourage them greatly.</p> + +<p>This morning I was joined by a party of Jheend +horse, whom my good friend the Rajah sent as soon as +he heard I was coming Rohtuck-wards, so I have now +400 horsemen, more or less, fresh ammunition having +come in this morning, and am quite independent. I hear +also that the General has at my recommendation sent out +some troops in this direction; if so, order will be permanently +restored in this district. In three days we +have frightened away and demoralized a force of artillery, +cavalry, and infantry some 2,000 strong, beat those +who stood or returned to fight us, twice, in spite of numbers, +and got fed and furnished forth by the rascally town +itself.<a name="FNanchor_41" id="FNanchor_41" href="#Footnote_41" class="fnanchor">[41]</a> Moreover, we have thoroughly cowed the whole +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_312" id="Page_312">312</a></span> +neighborhood, and given them a taste of what more they +will get unless they keep quiet in future. We count +eighty-five killed, and numbers wounded, since we left +Delhi, which is one good result, even if there were no +other. One of them was a brute of the 14th Irregular +Cavalry, who committed such butchery at Jhansi. No +letters have reached me since I left camp, and I am not +sure that this will reach there safely. It is a terribly +egotistical detail, and I am thoroughly ashamed of saying +so much of myself, but you insisted on having a full, +true, and particular account, so do not think me vainglorious.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Lursowlie</span>, <i>August 22d</i>.—I rode over to this place +from our little camp at Sonput, eight miles off, to see +Saunders and Colonel Durnsford. I find that two of +my new troops have been detained on the road, but will +reach Delhi in a day or two, and others from Lahore +will soon arrive. I think the business at Rohtuck has +been very creditable to us, but I can write no more than +the assurance of our safety and well-being.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Camp, Sonput</span>, <i>August 23d</i>.—I could only write a +few hurried lines yesterday. Late in the evening I got +a note from General Wilson, desiring me to look out for +and destroy the 10th Light Cavalry mutineers from +Ferozepoor. He authorized my proceeding to Jheend, +but without going through the Rohtuck district. Now, +as to do this would involve an immense detour, and insure +my being too late, and consequently having a long +and fatiguing march for my pains, I wrote back to explain +this, and requested more definite instructions. He +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_313" id="Page_313">313</a></span> +must either say distinctly "do this or that," and I will do +it; or he must give me <i>carte blanche</i> to do what he wants +in the most practicable way, of which I, knowing the +country, can best judge. I am not going to fag my men +and horses to death, and then be told I have exceeded +my instructions. He gives me immense credit for what +I have done, but "almost wishes I had not ventured so +far." The old gentleman means well, but does not understand +either the country or the position I was in, nor +does he appreciate a tenth part of the effects which our +bold stroke at Rohtuck, forty-five miles from camp, has +produced. "<i>N'importe</i>," they will find it out sooner or +later. I hear both Chamberlain and Nicholson took my +view of the case, and supported me warmly.</p> + +<p>I am much gratified by General Johnstone's exertions +in my favor, though I have not the slightest idea that +they will eventuate in anything; but the motive is the +same. Let me do what I will, I have made up my mind +to gain nothing but the approval of my own conscience. +I foresee that I shall remain a subaltern, and the easygoing +majors of brigade, aides-de-camp, and staff-officers +will all get brevets, C. B.'s, &c., for simply living in +camp, and doing their simple duties mildly and without +exertion. The Victoria Cross, I confess, is the highest +object of my ambition, and had I been one of fortune's +favorites I should have had it ere now even, but I have +learnt experience in a rough school and am prepared for +the worst; but whether a lieutenant or lieutenant-general, +I trust I shall continue to do my duty, to the best +of my judgment and ability, as long as strength and +sense are vouchsafed to me.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Camp, Delhi</span>, <i>August 24th</i>.—I returned here this +morning at 2 <span class="smcap">p. m.</span>, very tired and unwell, and not able +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_314" id="Page_314">314</a></span> +to write much, for I have been obliged to have recourse +to the doctor.</p> + +<p>People have got an absurd story about my being shut +up in a fort, without food or chance of escape! The +General's aide-de-camp tells me the old man believed +this ridiculous report and was fairly frightened, getting +no sleep for two nights. However, he fully admits the +good service we have rendered, and every one is making +a talk and fuss about it,—as if success were uncommon! +I find strong hopes of our making an assault on the city +as soon as the siege train arrives, which will be in about +thirteen days. Havelock seems unable or unwilling to +move on, but we can hardly want him, for surely we +shall have ample means for taking the city shortly.</p> + +<p>I am to have a surgeon attached to my regiment at +once, as I represented how cruel it was to send us out +on an expedition without a doctor or a grain of medicine. +We had eight wounded men, and two officers had fever +on the road, and nothing but the most primitive means +of relieving them. I asked for Dr. Charles, but there +are so many senior to him waiting for a turn, that I +must be content for the present with what I can get. I +hope, however, to have Charles ultimately, for he is skilful, +clever, a gentleman, and a Christian.</p> + +<p>Nicholson has just gone out to look after a party of +the enemy with twelve guns, who had moved out yesterday +towards Nujjufghur, threatening to get into our rear. +I wanted to have gone with him, but I was laughingly +told to stay at home and nurse myself, and let some one +else have a chance of doing good service. This was too +bad, especially as Nicholson wished me to go.</p> + +<p><i>26th.</i>—It is 4 <span class="smcap">p. m.</span>, and I am only just free from +people and papers, but good news must make up for +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_315" id="Page_315">315</a></span> +brevity. General Nicholson has beaten the enemy gloriously +at Nujjufghur, whither he pushed on last evening. +He has taken thirteen guns, and all the camp equipage +and property. Our loss was small for the gain, but two +of the killed were officers,—young Lumsden of Coke's +Corps, a most promising fellow, and Dr. Ireland. The +victory is a great one, and will shake the Pandies' nerves, +I calculate. All their shot and ammunition were also +captured. The 1st Fusileers were as usual "to the +fore," and did well equally as usual. I am much disappointed +at not having been there, but Mactier would not +hear of it, as the weather was bad, and I should have run +the risk of another attack of dysentery, from which I +had been suffering. I am half annoyed, half amused at +the absurd stories about the Rohtuck business. We were +never in any extremity whatever, nor did I ever feel +the slightest anxiety, or cease to feel that I was master +of the situation. Danger there must always be in war, +but none of our own creating, as the fools and fearful +said, ever existed; would that folks would be contented +with the truth and reality of our position, and not add to +its <i>désagrémens</i> by idle fears and false inventions.</p> + +<p><i>27th</i>.—I have been up to my eyes in work all day +again, and not had the pen out of my hand all day, +except when on horseback with the men. Two troops +arrived yesterday, and I have 250 spare horses to mount +them, so that we are getting on by degrees. Such an +experiment as raising a regiment actually in camp on +active (and very active) service, was never tried before.</p> + +<p>I most decidedly object and refuse to allow Mr. —— to +publish any extracts whatever from my letters. I say +nothing that I am ashamed of, nothing that is not strictly +true, but my remarks on men and measures, however +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_316" id="Page_316">316</a></span> +just, would make me many enemies, and my misfortunes +have taught me, though I may not condescend to conciliate, +at least to do nothing to offend. If, however, it will +be any amusement to the loved ones at home to have +some true sketches of this lamentable siege, and the +progress in it of one dear to them, that is quite another +affair, and I confess I should like to have some such +references myself to look over hereafter.</p> + +<p><i>28th.</i>—I am somewhat surprised at not hearing from +Agra, but I cannot be sure that my letter reached there, +as several of the "Kossids" have been "scragged" on the +road. Sir P. Grant will not have a long course to run, +as Sir C. Campbell has been sent out to command, and is +in India, I fancy, by this time. Havelock, we hear, has +retreated, leaving Lucknow still unrelieved. I cannot +understand this, but we have not sufficient information to +enable us to judge. After all, Nicholson is the General +after my heart.</p> + +<p><i>29th.</i>—I have just returned from a ride of twelve +hours, leaving camp at three <span class="smcap">a. m.</span>, on a reconnoitring +expedition, and have only time before the dâk closes to +say that I am safe and well. I found no enemy, and +everything quiet in the direction of Nujjufghur, where +I was to-day, over and beyond Nicholson's field of battle +of the 25th.</p> + +<p><i>30th.</i>—I have been writing and listening all this +morning till I am tired, a man having come in from +Delhi, with much assurance and great promises; but he +was sent back rather humbler than he came, for he fancied +he should make terms, and could not get a single +promise of even bare life for any one, from the King +downwards. If I get into the palace, the house of Timur +will not be worth five minutes' purchase, I ween; but +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_317" id="Page_317">317</a></span> +what my share in this work will be, no one can say, as +there will be little work for horsemen, and I do not now +command any infantry to give me an excuse. I hope +Sir C. Campbell will be here to lead us into the city, +which seems probable at our present rate of no-progress. +He is a very good man for the post of Commander-in-Chief, +as he has had great experience in India and elsewhere, +and that, recent experience. Mansfield comes out +with him as chief of the staff, with the rank of Major-General.</p> + +<p><i>31st.</i>—I have little public news for you; all is expected +here. The siege train will be in by the 3d or +4th, I fancy, and then I trust there will be no more +waiting.</p> + +<p>The letters from Agra show that a much greater and +more formidable amount of insurrection exists than we +were prepared to believe. Large bodies of insurgents +have collected in different places all over the country, all +well supplied with arms and guns. These are under the +orders of different Nawabs, Rajahs, and big men, who +think that now is their time for rule. None of these will +be formidable as soon as the army is disposed of, but for +a long time to come we shall have marching and fighting, +punishing and dispersing, and it is to be expected that +bodies of the fugitives from Delhi will join the standards +of these insurgent leaders, and give us trouble here and +there. The fall of Delhi will not be the end, but rather +the beginning of a new campaign in the field; but the +very day the active portion of the work is over, I shall +ask to go to some good station, and organize and discipline +my regiment, and get it properly equipped, and fit +for service. At present it is merely an aggregation +of untutored horsemen, ill-equipped, half clothed, badly +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_318" id="Page_318">318</a></span> +provided with everything, quite unfit for service in the +usual sense of the term, and only forced into the field +because I have willed that it shall be so; but it would +take six months' constant work to fit it properly for service. +Generally when a regiment is raised, it is left +quietly at one station until the commanding officer reports +it "fit for service," and it has been inspected and reported +upon by a general officer, when it is brought "on +duty" by order of the Commander-in-Chief. My idea +of being able to raise a regiment when in the field, and +on actual, and very active service, was ridiculed and +pooh-poohed, but I stuck to it that it could be done, and +General Anson was only too willing I should try, hitherto +with success, and with the considerable gain, to an army +deficient in cavalry, of having a good body of horsemen +brought at once on duty in the field. How long it may +be before I am able to get to a quiet station for the purpose +required, it is impossible to foresee. I shall try to +get sent to Umbâla, or as near the Punjaub as possible, +because my men are all drawn from thence, and it will +be easier to recruit, than at a greater distance from Sikh-land. +I have got six full troops, and another is on its +way down.</p> + +<p><i>September 1st.</i>—This is muster-day, and a very busy +one to me, but I have written a minute letter to go by +Kossid to Agra once more. The poor wretch who took +my last was murdered on the road, so of course, the letter +never reached Agra. The dâk by Meerut is again suspended, +so we can only send by Kossid. I have to-day +got a new subaltern, a Mr. Baker, of the late 60th Native +Infantry, and a doctor, so we are seven in all. I could +not succeed in getting Dr. Charles just yet, but hope to +do so eventually. Little Nusrut Jung has been allowed +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_319" id="Page_319">319</a></span> +to come to me from the Guides, and I have made him a +jemadar at once. It is astonishing how well he reads and +remembers English. The Testament you gave him is his +constant companion, he tells me, and he is as interested +as ever in the history of "our wonderful prophet." The +Persians are certainly a very intelligent race, this one +particularly so, and the seeds you have sown will surely +bring forth fruit to his eternal benefit hereafter. More +than half the Guides want to come to my new corps, but +this is of course out of the question. I am sending for +Heratees and Candaharees, the farther from Hindostan +the better. Mr. Ricketts, too, is collecting men from his +district. I have at present 200 spare horses, but as I am +to raise 1,200 or 1,400 men, I fear mounting them will be +a difficulty; it is very difficult to work in a camp on service +where so little can be got or bought. Here come +more news-letters from the city, and myriads of notes, +besides post-time and parade, all at once! I shall be +glad when Delhi falls, and I cease to be <i>Times</i>, <i>Morning +Chronicle</i>, and <i>Post</i>, all in one!<a name="FNanchor_42" id="FNanchor_42" href="#Footnote_42" class="fnanchor">[42]</a></p> + +<p><i>2d.</i>—... "Hodson's Horse" made a very respectable +show indeed last evening, when paraded all together for +the first time, and I was much complimented on my success; +there are some in the last batch from Lahore whom +I shall ultimately get rid of, wild low-caste fellows, and +they did not behave very well the other day at the Ravee +with Nicholson; but, taken altogether, I am very well +satisfied, and trust they will eventually turn out well, and +do credit to the hard work I have with them. Colonel +Seaton is better,—<i>i.e.</i>, his wound is healed,—but he +suffers much pain from the tender state of the scarce +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_320" id="Page_320">320</a></span> +united muscles when he moves. The weather is very +trying just now, and very unhealthy. Poor Macdowell +is unwell, and I fear he will have to go away sick; he is +far from strong, which is his only fault, poor boy. I like +him increasingly, he is a thorough gentleman. For myself, +I am wonderfully well, that is, as well as most in +camp, though somewhat pulled down by heat, fatigue, +and dysentery, and I am literally one of the "lean kine." +All is quite quiet here; only a few occasional shots from +the batteries. The Pandies are quarrelling among themselves, +and are without money; they cannot hold together +much longer, and I fear will break up if we do not speedily +take the place. Only a chosen band (!) will rally +round the King, who, after all, is but a name, for his villanous +sons are the real leaders. The train is to be here +to-morrow or next day, and 56 guns are to open on the +walls at once. We hear that Captain Peel, of Crimean +celebrity, is on his way up to Allahabad, with a naval +brigade and some sixty-eight pounders from his ship <i>The +Shannon</i>. Glorious, this. Surely with the brave little +army which has withstood all (and none but ourselves +can know what that "all" comprises) the trials of these +last months, and our own brave "tars," we shall speedily +conquer this rebellious city, and make the last of the +house of Timur "eat dirt."</p> + +<p><i>September 3d.</i>— Nothing is going on here of public +importance, and everything is stagnant, save the hand of +the destroying angel of sickness; we have at this moment +2,500 in hospital, of whom 1,100 are Europeans, out of +a total of 5,000 men (Europeans), and yet our General +waits and waits for this and that arrival, forgetful that +each succeeding day diminishes his force by more than +the strength of the expected driblets. He talks now of +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_321" id="Page_321">321</a></span> +awaiting the arrival of three weak regiments of Ghoolab +Singh's force under Richard Lawrence, who are +marching from Umbâla. Before they arrive, if the General +really does wait for them, we shall have an equivalent +to their numbers sickened and dying from the delay +in this plague spot. "Delhi in September" is proverbial, +and this year we seem likely to realize its full horrors. +The train will be here to-morrow or next day, and I hope +our General will not lose a day after that. He is a good +artillery officer, with an undue estimate of his own arm +of the service. He seems to realize the old saying, that +officers of a "special arm," such as artillery and engineers, +do not make generals. Wilson, for instance, looks +upon guns as engines capable mathematically of performing +perfect results, and acts as cautiously as if in practice +such results were ever attained by Asiatic gunners, forgetting +all our glorious Indian annals, all the experience +of a British army, and hesitating before an Indian foe! +I never hear these old gentlemen talk without thinking +of Sir Charles Napier's remarks on the Duke's comments +on "Colonel Monson's retreat," and the heroic way in +which he had read and profited by the lesson.</p> + +<p>As to the extracts from my letters which Mr. B—— +has asked for, I must decidedly refuse; even supposing +them to be of the importance which he professes to consider +them, there is a vast distinction between my publishing, +or allowing to be published, my letters, and +letting my friends read or make use of them. I am perfectly +at liberty to write and speak freely to my friends, +and they may show such parts of my letters as they think +fit, to men in power and in Parliament; and these may +again make use, in debate or in council, of knowledge +thus gained, and details thus imparted, which would be +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_322" id="Page_322">322</a></span> +otherwise beyond their reach. All this is right, fair, and +of every-day occurrence; but I myself, as a military officer, +have no right to publish, or permit to be published, +comments written, in the freedom of private correspondence, +on my superiors, their acts, and proceedings.</p> + +<p>I have not the smallest objection to any of our friends +seeing my written opinions, provided they know them to +be extracted from private letters, and never intended for +publication. I have no objection to Lord William Hay +sending a copy, if he chooses, to Lord Dalhousie, or Lord +Ellenborough himself even; but I cannot give permission +to any one to publish what would be so injurious to my +interests. You will think I have grown strangely worldly-wise; +but have I not had bitter experience?</p> + +<p><i>September 4th.</i>—There is nothing to tell of public +news, and even if there were I have no time to tell it, +for I am very busy and hard-worked, and only too thankful +to get a few minutes to say I am safe and well. I +have never written of public matters except as regarded +myself. As to the stories about me at Rohtuck, the +papers have repeatedly published the true as well as the +false version of the tale,—even the <i>Lahore Chronicle</i> +got it pretty correctly; and after all, it is of very little +consequence what the papers say as long as the correct +version goes to Government and my friends. I sincerely +trust we shall be in Delhi before the 15th.</p> + +<p><i>September 5th.</i>—Poor Macdowell has had a bad attack +of fever, which has brought him very low. He will have +to go to the hills, I very much fear. The amount of +sickness is terrible; we have 2,500 men in hospital, and +numbers of officers besides. Another of the 61st, Mr. +Tyler, died of cholera to-day. I would give a great deal +to get away, if but for a week, but I must go where I +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_323" id="Page_323">323</a></span> +can do most towards avenging the past, and securing our +common safety for the future. No arrangements are +making for any movements after the capture of Delhi; +we sadly want a head over us.</p> + +<p><i>September 6th.</i>—To-night I believe the engineers are +really to begin work constructing batteries, so that in two +or three days Delhi ought to be taken. If General Wilson +delays now, he will have nothing left to take; all the +Sepoys will be off to their homes, or into Rohilcund, or +into Gwalior. News from Cawnpore to 25th August has +been received. Up to that date Lucknow was safe, but +with only fifteen days' provisions left; and apparently no +vigorous measures being taken to relieve the place. +Havelock has not enough men, he says; and report adds +that the Governor-General has forbidden other regiments +to move on, wishing to keep them at Benares to cover +Calcutta. This appears incredible. The Sepoys in +Delhi are in hourly expectation of our attack, and the +cavalry keep their horses saddled night and day, ready to +bolt at a moment's notice,—so say the news-letters. I +suspect that, the moment we make an attack in earnest, +the rebel force will disappear. Of public news I have +none beyond this, and I am still, like every one else, in +the dark as to what we do after Delhi is taken, or where +and when we go. If the campaign lasts very long I shall +be forced to go home next year, for even my health will +not stand against many more months of wear and tear +like the last. Yet who can say what even a day may +bring forth, or can venture to make plans for a future +year, after the experiences of the last? God's merciful +providence has hitherto preserved me most wonderfully +from myriads of no common dangers, and I humbly pray +that I may be spared to see my home, and those who +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_324" id="Page_324">324</a></span> +make home so dear, once more. Home, altered and +bereaved as it is since I left it, still holds the precious +sisters and brothers of the past, and the bright new generation +with whom I long to make acquaintance.</p> + +<p><i>September 7th.</i>—News has just been received up to +the 27th from Cawnpore: the garrison in Lucknow had +been attacked by the enemy in vast numbers, headed by +a lot of "Ghazees." They were repulsed with such +severe loss that the enemy would not venture to try that +game again, were the siege to be protracted for two +years; they say 150 Ghazees, and between 400 and 500 +Sepoys were killed. Colonel Otter was appointed commandant +of Allahabad, at which I rejoice, for he will +"come out strong" whenever he has a chance. One of +our batteries was armed (<i>i.e.</i>, guns put into it) last +night, and the bigger one will be made to-night; so that +by the 9th I trust Delhi will be ours.</p> + +<p><i>September 8th.</i>—To-day two new batteries, constructed +during the night for the heavy guns, opened on the walls +and bastions of the city, and the cannonade on both sides +has been very heavy; to-morrow other batteries will be +ready, and on the following day fifty guns, I trust, will +be at work on the doomed city. Very little loss was +experienced during the night, only two men being hit; +and the casualties to-day have been surprisingly few. +I cannot believe there will be any serious resistance +when once the enemy's guns are silenced. There is at +present nothing to lead one to suppose that the enemy +have any intention of fighting it out in the city, after we +have entered the breach. All, I fancy, who can, will be +off as soon as we are within the walls. The General has +not decided yet on the operations which are to succeed +Delhi; he says he shall send a strong column in pursuit, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_325" id="Page_325">325</a></span> +which I hope will be under Nicholson, but he has not +settled who is to go, or who to stay. I trust I may be +among the pursuers. I am constantly interrupted by +business, and the necessity of watching the enemy, lest +any attempt should be made to turn our flank while we +are busied with the batteries in front. For myself, I am +not necessarily much exposed to fire, except every now +and then; I never run into danger unless obliged to do +so for some rightful purpose, and where duty and honor +call.</p> + +<p><i>Sept. 9th.</i>—... To descend to life's hard struggle; +our guns are blazing away, but only in partial numbers +as yet, the work having been necessarily distributed over +two nights instead of one. The garrison at Lucknow is +all well, and likely to continue so, for they have plenty +of wheat, though no European supplies. However, +British soldiers have worked and fought on bread and +water ere now, and will do it again; and I have no doubt +the gallant 32d will keep up their spirit and their fame. +Reinforcements were reaching Cawnpore, and Sir J. +Outram was on his way up with 1,500 more soldiers and +some artillery. Cholera, their worst enemy, had disappeared, +and their communication with Calcutta was quite +open. Sir Colin had reached Calcutta, and taken command +of the army. I do hope he will come up country +at once, and Colonel Napier with him. Poor Alfred +Light, after five weeks' severe illness, leaves to-night for +the hills, to save his life. Hay has been written to, to +take him in; if he cannot, I am sure you will do so. +Poor fellow! I have a real regard for him, and it is a +terrible disappointment that he cannot be at the actual +taking of Delhi, having been so long before the walls. +Sickness is terribly on the increase, and Wilson talks of +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_326" id="Page_326">326</a></span> +getting into Delhi on the 21st. If the sickness does increase +he won't have a sound man left by the 21st.</p> + +<p>I was up till 2 <span class="smcap">a. m.</span> in the trenches, examining the +work, and helping what little I could,<a name="FNanchor_43" id="FNanchor_43" href="#Footnote_43" class="fnanchor">[43]</a> and almost ever +since I have been on horseback, and a terrible hot day it +has been in all ways. Some of the enemy's horse came +out and began to poach on our preserves, and I had to go +after them; they are such essential cowards that it is impossible +to bring them to a regular fight; they will not +come from within reach of their shelter, running off at +once to cover, where it would be madness to go after +them. The new batteries did not begin to-day, after all; +they were not quite ready, and the engineers would not +let them open fire.... I am very much pleased +with ——'s letter, and rejoice that he is out on an expedition; +the change of air will do him good after that +frightful cholera. His story<a name="FNanchor_44" id="FNanchor_44" href="#Footnote_44" class="fnanchor">[44]</a> of the soldier might be +matched by many a rough compliment I get from the +men of the 1st Fusileers; the most genuine perhaps, certainly +the most grateful to my feelings, of any I receive; +a soldier is generally the best and shrewdest judge of an +officer's qualifications.</p> + +<p><i>September 11th.</i>—There is no public news, except that +the batteries are working away at the walls; but our engineers +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_327" id="Page_327">327</a></span> +have failed terribly in their estimate of the time +required for the works, and all the batteries are even yet +not finished. It is now, however, only a question of days, +one or two more or less, and Delhi must be ours. I shall +be very thankful to get away from here. I look upon +this as the very worst climate I have ever been in, and +another month would make us all ill. Another of my +officers, Captain Ward, is very ill, and two more are ailing. +Macdowell, I am thankful to say, is a little better. +The natives, too, are very sick, and a large number are +in hospital; in short, we want to be in Delhi.</p> + +<p><i>September 12th.</i>—I was interrupted in the midst of my +pen-work this morning by an alarm (which proved to be +a false one) of an attack of cavalry on our rear; it turned +us all out, and kept me in the saddle till now, 5 <span class="smcap">p. m.</span>, so +I can only say I am safe and unhurt. I trust in three +days Delhi will be ours. I fancy my share in the assault +will be one of duty rather than of danger. The cavalry +have but small work on these occasions. I cannot yet +tell what will occur after the capture. I fancy a column +under Nicholson will be pushed on to Agra or Cawnpore, +and I hope my regiment will be of the party.</p> + +<p><i>September 13th.</i>—I find I am to accompany Nicholson's +column at his own request, but where we are to go +is unknown; whether in pursuit of the rebels who are +fast evacuating Delhi, or towards Agra, we know not; +Nicholson strongly urges the former. I am very glad for +my own sake that I am to go on, for this place is dreadfully +unhealthy, and I feel that I shall certainly be ill if I +remain here much longer. In fact, I had made up my +mind not to remain if possible, and when Nicholson urged +my going on with him I was only too ready to second the +motion, for I am able to work and to fight, and I must do +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_328" id="Page_328">328</a></span> +so as long as I can. Some of the Gwalior troops have +crossed the Chumbul River, and are supposed to be +threatening Agra. However, the fall of Delhi will make +every difference in their proceedings, and show them that +we can do something, though so late; we are looking forward +to a little "active service" to-morrow; may God +grant success to our arms, and safety to our brave band +as much as may be.</p> + +<p><i>September 15th.</i>—I was totally unable to leave the +field yesterday until dark, and long after post-time, but I +ascertained that a telegraphic message was sent to Simla. +I sent one up as soon as possible, for transmission to you +through Lord W. Hay, but Colonel Becher had forestalled +me.... The breaches made by our artillery +were successfully stormed early in the morning, with but +little loss then; our loss, subsequently, however, I grieve +to say, was most distressing, and that, in attempting unsuccessfully +the capture of the Puhareepore and Kishengunge +suburbs. The whole extent of our loss is not +yet known, but that already ascertained is grievous to a +degree. First, poor Nicholson most dangerously wounded, +at a time, too, when his services were beyond expression +valuable.<a name="FNanchor_45" id="FNanchor_45" href="#Footnote_45" class="fnanchor">[45]</a> The 1st European Bengal Fusileers was +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_329" id="Page_329">329</a></span> +the most tried, and suffered out of all proportion, save in +the especial case of the Engineers, of whom ten, out +of the seventeen engaged, have been killed or wounded. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_330" id="Page_330">330</a></span> +Chesney and Hovenden among the latter, though not +badly. Of the Fusileers, poor Jacob was mortally wounded, +since dead, I grieve to say; Greville, badly; Owen, severely; +Wemyss and Lambert, slightly; Butler, knocked +down and stunned; F. Brown and Warner, both grazed. +Of officers attached to the regiment, Captain Mac Barnett +was killed; Stafford, wounded; Speke, mortally so; what +a frightful list! Besides this, Captain Boisragon was +wounded badly, with the Kumaon battalion; so that, of +the officers of the 1st Fusileers engaged yesterday, only +Wriford, Wallace, and myself, escaped untouched. My +preservation (I do not like the word escape) was miraculous. +For more than two hours we had to sit on our +horses under the heaviest fire troops are often exposed to, +and that, too, without the chance of doing anything but +preventing the enemy coming on. Brigadier Hope Grant +commanded, and while I doubt his judgment in taking +cavalry into such a position, I admit that it was impossible +for any man to take troops under a hotter fire, keep +them there more steadily, or exhibit a more cool and +determined bravery than he did. My young regiment +behaved admirably, as did all hands. The loss of the +party was of course very severe. Of Tombs's troop +alone, twenty-five men (out of fifty) and seventeen horses +were hit. The brigadier and four officers composing his +staff all had their horses killed, and two of the five were +wounded. The brigadier himself was hit by a spent shot; +Tombs escaped, I am delighted to say, from a similar +spent ball. Our success on the whole was hardly what it +should have been, considering the sacrifice, but the great +end of getting into Delhi was attained. About one third +of the city is in our power, and the remainder will shortly +follow, but that third has cost us between 600 and 700 +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_331" id="Page_331">331</a></span> +killed and wounded.<a name="FNanchor_46" id="FNanchor_46" href="#Footnote_46" class="fnanchor">[46]</a> I am most humbly and heartily +grateful to a merciful Providence that I was spared. +May the God of battles continue His gracious protection +to the end, and enable me once more to be reunited to all +most precious to me on earth. +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<p class="center"><i>Letter from</i> <span class="smcap">Lieutenant Macdowell</span>, <i>2d in command +Hodson's Horse</i>.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +"<span class="smcap">Delhi.</span></p> + +<p>"On the night of the 13th September, final preparations +were made for the assault on the city. Brigadiers +and commanding officers (our little army boasts of no +generals of divisions) were summoned to the General's +tent, and then received their instructions. At 1 o'clock +<span class="smcap">a. m.</span> on the 14th, the men all turned out silently, no +bugles or trumpets sounding, and moved down in silence +to the trenches. The batteries all this time kept up an +unceasing fire on the city, which responded to it as usual. +On arriving at the trenches the troops lay down, awaiting +the signal, which was to be given at daybreak, and which +was to be the blowing in of the Cashmere Gate, towards +which a party of Engineers and Sappers moved off at +about 3 <span class="smcap">a. m.</span> The assault was to be made in three columns: +the first was to blow open the Cashmere Gate, the +second to escalade the Water Bastion, and the third to +escalade the Moree Bastion, both of which had been pronounced +practicable. As I was with the cavalry all the +time, I saw nothing of the storming, but it is sufficient to +say it succeeded on every point, and by 8 <span class="smcap">a. m.</span> we were +inside the walls, and held all their outworks.</p> + +<p>"Now began the difficulty, as from the small force we +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_332" id="Page_332">332</a></span> +had, it was very hard work to drive a large body of men +out of such a city as Delhi. It took four days to accomplish, +but at length, on the morning of the 20th, the flag +of Old England floated gracefully out over the palace of +the Great Mogul. And now for what we (the cavalry) +did. At 3 <span class="smcap">a. m.</span><a name="FNanchor_47" id="FNanchor_47" href="#Footnote_47" class="fnanchor">[47]</a> we moved down in column of squadrons +to the rear of our batteries, and waited there till +about 5 <span class="smcap">a. m.</span>, when the enemy advanced from the Lahore +Gate with two troops of artillery, no end of cavalry, and +a lot of infantry, apparently to our front. I think they +intended to try and take our old position now that we had +got theirs. In an instant horse artillery and cavalry +were ordered to the front, and we went there at the gallop, +bang through our own batteries, the gunners cheering +us as we leapt over the sand-bags, &c., and halted under +the Moree Bastion, under as heavy a fire of round shot, +grape, and canister, as I have ever been under in my +life. Our artillery dashed to the front, unlimbered, and +opened upon the enemy, and at it they both went 'hammer +and tongs.' Now you must understand we had no +infantry with us. All the infantry were fighting in the +city. They sent out large bodies of infantry and cavalry +against us, and then began the fire of musketry. It was +tremendous. There we were (9th Lancers, 1st, 2d, 4th +Sikhs, Guide Cavalry, and Hodson's Horse) protecting +the Artillery, who were threatened by their infantry and +cavalry. And fancy what a pleasant position we were +in, under this infernal fire, and never returning a shot. +Our artillery blazed away, of course, but we had to sit +in our saddles and be knocked over. However, I am +happy to say we saved the guns. The front we kept was +so steady as to keep them back until some of the Guide +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_333" id="Page_333">333</a></span> +infantry came down and went at them. I have been in a +good many fights now, but always under such a heavy +fire as this with my own regiment, and then there is always +excitement, cheering on your men, who are replying +to the enemy's fire; but here we were in front of a lot of +gardens perfectly impracticable for cavalry, under a fire +of musketry which I have seldom seen equalled, the +enemy quite concealed, and here we had to sit for three +hours. Had we retired, they would at once have taken +our guns. Had the guns retired with us, we should have +lost the position. No infantry could be spared to assist +us, so we had to sit there. Men and horses were knocked +over every minute. We suffered terribly. With my usual +good luck I was never touched. Well, all things must +have an end. Some infantry came down and cleared the +gardens in our front, and as their cavalry never showed, +and we had no opportunity of charging, we fell back, and +(the fire being over in that quarter) halted and dismounted.<a name="FNanchor_48" id="FNanchor_48" href="#Footnote_48" class="fnanchor">[48]</a> +All this time hard fighting was going on in +the city. The next day, and up to the morning of the +19th, we did nothing (I am now speaking exclusively of +the cavalry brigade) but form in line on the top of the +ridge, ready to pursue the enemy should they turn out of +the city in force."<a name="FNanchor_49" id="FNanchor_49" href="#Footnote_49" class="fnanchor">[49]</a> +</p> + +</div> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_334" id="Page_334">334</a></span></p> + +<div class="blockquot"> + +<p> +<i>September 16th.</i>—I have just returned from a very +long and terribly hot ride of some hours to ascertain the +movements, position, and line of retreat of the enemy, +and I can do no more than report my safety. I grieve +much for poor Major Jacob, we buried him and three +sergeants of the regiment last night; he was a noble +soldier. His death has made me a captain, the long +wished-for goal; but I would rather have served on as +a subaltern than gained promotion thus. Greville and +Owen are doing well, but I much fear there is no hope +for poor Nicholson; his is a cruel wound, and his loss +would be a material calamity. You may count our real +officers on your fingers now—men, I mean, really worthy +the name. General Wilson is fairly broken down by +fatigue and anxiety, he cannot stand on his legs to-day; +fortunately, Chamberlain is well enough to go down and +keep him straight; and Colonel Seaton also,—two good +men, if he will be led by them. All is going on well; +the magazine was carried by storm this morning, with +nominal loss, and our guns are knocking the fort and +palace about. All the suburbs have been evacuated or +taken. I have just ridden through them, and all the +enemy's heavy guns have been brought into camp. In +forty-eight hours the whole city, I think, with its seven +miles of <i>enceinte</i>, will be ours; our loss has been very +heavy: 46 officers killed and wounded, 200 men killed, +and 700 or 800 wounded.</p> + +<p><i>September 17th.</i>—All is going on well, though slowly; +the Sepoys still occupy a portion of the city, and are +being gradually driven backwards, while the palace and +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_335" id="Page_335">335</a></span> +fort are continually played upon by shell and shot; not +above 3,000 or 4,000 of the rebel troops remain in the +city. Head-quarters are there, and I am going down +immediately to take up my quarters with the staff. I +expect to-morrow will see the last of it, but there is no +calculating with anything like certainty on the proceedings +of these unreasoning wretches. I am thankful to say +Nicholson is a little better to-day, and there appears some +hope of his recovery, though a very slight one. Mr. +Colvin is dead: another celebrity taken away in this +time of trial. The home mail of the 10th of August +has arrived, but brought no letters for me as yet, but very +few have arrived in all. The Government at home seem +at last awaking to a sense of the importance of this crisis +in Indian affairs.</p> + +<p><i>September 18th.</i>—There is nothing worth speaking of +doing here. We are still shelling the fort and palace, +but as slowly, alas, as possible. I am writing in great +haste, in order to go down and see my "intelligence" +people. Some of the enemy are trying negotiation. I +only hope they may find it is too late, and that we may +pursue and destroy the wretches whom we have to thank +for so much barbarity and bloodshed.</p> + +<p><i>September 19th.</i>—We are making slow progress in +the city. The fact is, the troops are utterly demoralized +by hard work and hard drink, I grieve to say. For the +first time in my life I have had to see English soldiers +refuse repeatedly to follow their officers. Greville, Jacob, +Nicholson, and Speke were all sacrificed to this. We +were out with all the cavalry this morning on a <i>reconnaissance</i>, +or rather demonstration, for some miles, and +got a wetting for our pains; however, rain at this season +is too grateful to be complained of. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_336" id="Page_336">336</a></span></p> + +<p> +<i>September 20th.</i>—I have been much shocked (even familiar +as I have become with death) by poor Greathed's<a name="FNanchor_50" id="FNanchor_50" href="#Footnote_50" class="fnanchor">[50]</a> +sudden death yesterday from cholera; the strongest and +healthiest man in camp snatched away after a few hours' +illness. Sir T. Metcalfe also is very ill with the same +cruel disease; what a harvest of death there has been +during the past four months, as if war was not sufficiently +full of horrors. The rebels have fled from the city in +thousands, and it is all but empty; only the palace is still +occupied, and that we hope to get hold of immediately, +and so this horribly protracted siege will be at an end at +last, thank God. None but those who fought through the +first six weeks of the campaign know on what a thread +our lives and the safety of the Empire hung, or can appreciate +the sufferings and exertions of those days of +watchfulness and combat, of fearful heat and exhaustion, +of trial and danger. I look back on them with a feeling +of almost doubt whether they were real or only a foul +dream. This day will be a memorable one in the annals +of the Empire; the restoration of British rule in the East +dates from the 20th September, 1857.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">In the Royal Palace Delhi</span>, <i>September 22d</i>.— +I was quite unable to write yesterday, having had a hard +day's work. I was fortunate enough to capture the King +and his favorite wife. To-day, more fortunate still, I +have seized and destroyed the King's two sons and a +grandson (the famous, or rather infamous, Abu Bukr), +the villains who ordered the massacre of our women and +children, and stood by and witnessed the foul barbarity; +their bodies are now lying on the spot where those of the +unfortunate ladies were exposed. I am very tired, but +very much satisfied with my day's work, and so seem all +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_337" id="Page_337">337</a></span> +hands. We were to have accompanied the movable +column, but to-day it is counter-ordered, and we remain +here.<a name="FNanchor_51" id="FNanchor_51" href="#Footnote_51" class="fnanchor">[51]</a></p> + +<p><i>September 23d.</i>—When shall I have time to write +really a letter? It seems as if I were each day doomed +to fresh labor and worry, and I long to shake off the +whole coil, and go where I can find repose and peace. +Fortunately, my health stands the wear and tear, and +as my success has been great I must not grumble.... +I came to camp this morning to see after the march of a +detachment of my regiment which is ordered, after half +a dozen changes, to accompany a movable column which +is ordered to proceed towards Agra to-morrow. I am to +remain here, and to tell the truth, the business is so mismanaged +that I have ceased to care whether I go or stay. +I fancy they find me too useful here. We move down +bodily to or near the town to-morrow, and everything is +in confusion and bustle.</p> + +<p><i>September 24th.</i>—Brigadier Grant, like dear Sir +Henry Lawrence, (though both married men themselves,) +says that soldiers have no business to marry; under the +idea that anxiety for their wives' welfare and safety often +induces men to hesitate to run risks which they would +otherwise cheerfully undergo. I, on a less selfish principle, +question very much whether men have any right to +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_338" id="Page_338">338</a></span> +expose their wives to such misery and anxiety as during +the last few months have fallen to the lot of so many; +and yet it seems hard to say that soldiers, who have so +much to endure at times for the sake of others and of +their common country, should be denied the happiness of +married life, because times of danger will sometimes occur, +and certain I am that the love of a noble-hearted +woman nerves one's arm to daring and to honor. Happy, +however, is the woman whose husband is not a soldier.... Really +the rumors which travel about are too +ludicrous, though hardly more so than those which take +rise and are actually believed in camp.</p> + +<p>The true account of the cavalry "demonstration" is +this: on the morning on which the city and palace were +finally evacuated (19th), the whole of the available cavalry +(not otherwise employed) moved out through the suburbs +in the direction of, though not on the road to, the +Kootub, but with strict orders not to go under fire! Well, +we all marched out to the top of the hill on which stands +the "Eedgah," and thence, from a safe and respectful +distance, overlooked the camp of the Bareilly and Nusseerabad +force, under "General" Bukt Khan, quondam +Subadar of artillery. While minutely examining the +camp through my glass (I was with Brigadier Hope +Grant, to show the way), I perceived, by unmistakable +signs, that it was being evacuated. Shortly after a loud +explosion showed that they were blowing up their ammunition +previous to a flight; these signs were on the moment +confirmed by the arrival of my "Hurkaras" (messengers), +and I immediately got leave to go and tell the +General. I did so, galloping down along the front of the +city to see if that was quite clear. I then asked leave to +go down through the camp, and see what was really the +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_339" id="Page_339">339</a></span> +state of the case; and Macdowell and I started with +seventy-five men, and rode at a gallop right round the +city to the Delhi gate, clearing the roads of plunderers +and suspicious-looking objects as we went. We found the +camp as I had been told, empty, and the Delhi gate open; +we were there at 11 <span class="smcap">a. m.</span> at latest, and it was not until +2 <span class="smcap">p. m.</span> that the order was given for the cavalry to move +out, and they were so long about it, that when at sunset +Macdowell and I were returning, (bringing away three +guns left by the enemy, and having made arrangements +and collected camels for bringing in the empty tents, &c.,) +we met the advance-guard coming slowly forward in +grand array! We had been on to the jail and old fort, +two or three miles beyond Delhi, and executed many a +straggler. I brought in the mess plate of the 60th Native +Infantry, their standards, drums, and other things. +Macdowell and I had been for five hours inside the Delhi +gate, hunting about, before a guard was sent to take +charge of it.</p> + +<p>The next day I got permission, after much argument +and entreaty, to go and bring in the King, for which +(though negotiations for his life had been entertained) no +provision had been made and no steps taken, and his +favorite wife also, and the young imp (her son) whom he +had destined to succeed him on the throne. This was +successfully accomplished, at the expense of vast fatigue +and no trifling risk.<a name="FNanchor_52" id="FNanchor_52" href="#Footnote_52" class="fnanchor">[52]</a> I then set to work to get hold of +the villain princes. It was with the greatest difficulty +that the General was persuaded to allow them to be +interfered with, till even poor Nicholson roused himself +to urge that the pursuit should be attempted. The General +at length yielded a reluctant consent, adding "but +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_340" id="Page_340">340</a></span> +don't let me be bothered with them." I assured him it +was nothing but his own order which "bothered" him +with the King, as I would much rather have brought him +into Delhi dead than living. Glad to have at length +obtained even this consent, I prepared for my dangerous +expedition. Macdowell accompanied me, and taking one +hundred picked men, I started early for the tomb of +the Emperor Humayoon, where the villains had taken +sanctuary. I laid my plans so as to cut off access to +the tomb or escape from it, and then sent in one of the +inferior scions of the royal family (purchased for the +purpose by the promise of his life) and my one-eyed +Moulvie Rujub Alee, to say that I had come to seize the +Shahzadahs for punishment, and intended to do so, dead +or alive. After two hours of wordy strife and very anxious +suspense, they appeared, and asked if their lives had +been promised by the Government, to which I answered +"most certainly not," and sent them away from the tomb +towards the city, under a guard. I then went with the +rest of the sowars to the tomb, and found it crowded with, +I should think, some 6,000 or 7,000 of the servants, hangers-on, +and scum of the palace and city, taking refuge in +the cloisters which lined the walls of the tomb. I saw at +a glance that there was nothing for it but determination +and a bold front, so I demanded in a voice of authority +the instant surrender of their arms, &c. They immediately +obeyed, with an alacrity I scarcely dared to hope +for, and in less than two hours they brought forth from +innumerable hiding-places some 500 swords, and more +than that number of fire-arms, besides horses, bullocks, +and covered carts called "Ruths," used by the women +and eunuchs of the palace. I then arranged the arms +and animals in the centre, and left an armed guard with +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_341" id="Page_341">341</a></span> +them, while I went to look after my prisoners, who, with +their guard, had moved on towards Delhi. I came up +just in time, as a large mob had collected, and were turning +on the guard. I rode in among them at a gallop, and +in a few words I appealed to the crowd, saying that these +were the butchers who had murdered and brutally used +helpless women and children, and that the Government +had now sent their punishment: seizing a carabine from +one of my men, I deliberately shot them one after another. +I then ordered the bodies to be taken into the +city, and thrown out on the "Chiboutra," in front of the +Kotwalie,<a name="FNanchor_53" id="FNanchor_53" href="#Footnote_53" class="fnanchor">[53]</a> where the blood of their innocent victims still +could be distinctly traced. The bodies remained before +the Kotwalie until this morning, when, for sanitary reasons, +they were removed. In twenty-four hours, therefore, +I disposed of the principal members of the house +of Timur the Tartar. I am not cruel, but I confess I +did rejoice at the opportunity of ridding the earth of these +wretches. I intended to have had them hung, but when +it came to a question of "they" or "us," I had no time +for deliberation.</p> + +<p><i>September 24th.</i>—The picture drawn from the usually +mendacious reports at Simla, is not even founded on +fact. The women of the palace had all escaped before +the troops entered.</p> + +<p>The troops have behaved with singular moderation +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_342" id="Page_342">342</a></span> +towards women and children, considering their provocation. +I do not believe, and I have some means of knowing, +that a single woman or child has been purposely +injured by our troops, and the story on which your righteous +indignation is grounded is quite false; the troops +have been demoralized by drink, but nothing more.</p> + +<p><i>September 25th.</i>—... I miss Colonel Seaton terribly, +we have lived in the same tent for months, and had become +brothers in affection as well as in arms. I mourn +deeply for poor Nicholson; with the single exceptions +of my ever-revered Sir Henry Lawrence, and Colonel +Mackeson, I have never seen his equal in field or council; +he was preëminently our "best and bravest," and +his loss is not to be atoned for in these days. I cannot +help being pleased with the warm congratulations I receive +on all sides for my success in destroying the enemies +of our race; the whole nation will rejoice, but I am +pretty sure that however glad —— will be at their destruction, +he will take exception to my having been the +instrument, in God's hands, of their punishment. That +will not signify, however; I am too conscious of the +rectitude of my own motives to care what the few may +say while my own conscience and the voice of the many +pronounce me right. +</p> +</div> + +<p>A fuller account of the capture of the King will +be found in a letter addressed to me shortly afterwards, +and published by me in the <i>Times</i>, which +I now reprint:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"I have before explained to you what your brother's +(Captain Hodson's) position officially was,—namely, that +he was appointed Assistant Quartermaster-General and +Intelligence Officer on the Commander-in-Chief's own +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_343" id="Page_343">343</a></span> +Staff. His reports were to be made to him direct, without +the intervention of the Quartermaster-General or any +other person.</p> + +<p>"For this appointment, which was then a most responsible +one, as intelligence of the enemy's movements and +intentions was of the utmost importance, his long acquaintance +with Sikhs and Affghans, and his having been similarly +employed in the Punjaub war, had peculiarly fitted +him. Of course, there were always plenty of traitors in +the enemy's camp ready to sell their own fathers for gain, +or to avoid punishment, and he was invested with full +power to promise reward or punishment, in proportion to +the deserts of those who assisted him.</p> + +<p>"On our taking possession of the city gate, reports +came in that thousands of the enemy were evacuating +the city by the other gates, and that the King also had +left his palace. We fought our way inch by inch to the +palace walls, and then found truly enough that its vast +arena was void. The very day after we took possession +of the palace, (the 20th,) Captain Hodson received information +that the King and his family had gone with a +large force out of the Ajmere Gate to the Kootub. He +immediately reported this to the General commanding, +and asked whether he did not intend to send a detachment +in pursuit, as with the King at liberty and heading +so large a force, our victory was next to useless, and we +might be besieged instead of besiegers. General Wilson +replied that he could not spare a single European. He +then volunteered to lead a party of the Irregulars, but +this offer was also refused, though backed up by Neville +Chamberlain.</p> + +<p>"During this time messengers were coming in constantly, +and among the rest one from Zeenat Mahal, (the +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_344" id="Page_344">344</a></span> +favorite Begum,) with an offer to use her influence with +the King to surrender on certain conditions. These conditions +at first were ludicrous enough—viz: that the King +and the whole of the males of his family should be +restored to his palace and honors; that not only should +his pension be continued, but the arrears since May be +paid up, with several other equally modest demands. I +need not say these were treated with contemptuous denial. +Negotiations, however, were vigorously carried on, and +care was taken to spread reports of an advance in force +to the Kootub. Every report as it came in was taken to +General Wilson, who at last gave orders to Captain Hodson +to promise the King's life and freedom from personal +indignity, and make what other terms he could. Captain +Hodson then started with only fifty of his own men for +Humayoon's Tomb, three miles from the Kootub, where +the King had come during the day. The risk was such as +no one can judge of, who has not seen the road,<a name="FNanchor_54" id="FNanchor_54" href="#Footnote_54" class="fnanchor">[54]</a> amid +the old ruins scattered about of what was once the real +city of Delhi.</p> + +<p>"He concealed himself and men in some old buildings +close by the gateway of the Tomb, and sent in his two +emissaries to Zeenat Mahal with the <i>ultimatum</i>,—the +King's life and that of her son and father (the latter has +since died). After two hours passed by Captain Hodson +in most trying suspense, such as (he says) he never spent +before, while waiting the decision, his emissaries (one an +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_345" id="Page_345">345</a></span> +old favorite of poor Sir Henry Lawrence,) came out with +the last offer—that the King would deliver himself up +to Captain Hodson only, and on condition that he repeated +with his own lips the promise of the Government for his +safety.</p> + +<p>"Captain Hodson then went out into the middle of the +road in front of the gateway, and said that he was ready +to receive his captives and renew the promise.</p> + +<p>"You may picture to yourself the scene before that +magnificent gateway, with the milk-white domes of the +Tomb towering up from within, one white man among a +host of natives, yet determined to secure his prisoner or +perish in the attempt.</p> + +<p>"Soon a procession began to come slowly out, first +Zeenat Mahal, in one of the close native conveyances +used for women. Her name was announced as she +passed by the Moulvie. Then came the King in a palkee, +on which Captain Hodson rode forward and demanded +his arms. Before giving them up, the King asked +whether he was 'Hodson Bahadoor,' and if he would +repeat the promise made by the herald? Captain Hodson +answered that he would, and repeated that the Government +had been graciously pleased to promise him his +life, and that of Zeenat Mahal's son, on condition of his +yielding himself prisoner quietly, adding very emphatically, +that if any attempt was made at a rescue he would +shoot the King down on the spot like a dog. The old +man then gave up his arms, which Captain Hodson +handed to his orderly, still keeping his own sword drawn +in his hand. The same ceremony was then gone through +with the boy (Jumma Bukh); and the march towards +the city began, the longest five miles, as Captain Hodson +said, that he ever rode, for of course the palkees only +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_346" id="Page_346">346</a></span> +went at a foot pace, with his handful of men around them, +followed by thousands, any one of whom could have shot +him down in a moment. His orderly told me that it was +wonderful to see the influence which his calm and undaunted +look had on the crowd. They seemed perfectly +paralyzed at the fact of one white man (for they thought +nothing of his fifty black sowars) carrying off their King +alone. Gradually as they approached the city the crowd +slunk away, and very few followed up to the Lahore gate. +Then Captain Hodson rode on a few paces and ordered +the gate to be opened. The officer on duty asked simply +as he passed what he had got in his palkees. 'Only the +King of Delhi,' was the answer, on which the officer's +enthusiastic exclamation was more emphatic than becomes +ears polite. The guard were for turning out to +greet him with a cheer, and could only be repressed, on +being told that the King would take the honor to himself. +They passed up that magnificent deserted street to the +palace gate, where Capt. Hodson met the civil officer (Mr. +Saunders), and formally delivered over his Royal prisoners +to him. His remark was amusing, 'By Jove! Hodson, +they ought to make you Commander-in-Chief for this.'</p> + +<p>"On proceeding to the General's quarters to report his +successful return, and hand over the Royal arms, he was +received with the characteristic speech, 'Well, I'm glad +you have got him, but I never expected to see either him +or you again!' while the other officers in the room were +loud in their congratulations and applause. He was requested +to select for himself from the Royal arms what +he chose, and has therefore two magnificent swords, one +with the name of 'Nadir Shah,' and the other the seal +of Jehan Gire engraved upon it, which he intends to +present to the Queen. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_347" id="Page_347">347</a></span></p> + +<p>"On the following day, as you already know, he captured +three of the Princes; but of this more hereafter. +I am anxious now that you should fully understand that +your brother was bound by orders from the General to +spare the King's life, much against his own will; that the +capture alone was on his own risk and responsibility, and +not the pledge."<a name="FNanchor_55" id="FNanchor_55" href="#Footnote_55" class="fnanchor">[55]</a> +</p> +</div> + +<p>I am allowed to insert here a most graphic letter, +written by Lieut. Macdowell, 2d in command +of Hodson's Horse:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"On the morning of the 19th we formed up and saw +the townspeople coming in thousands out of the Delhi +gate (still in the enemy's possession), and passing through +their camp, taking the high road to the Kootub. Too +far off to do any damage, we waited (the ground a mass +of hard rocks, impracticable for cavalry) till 9 <span class="smcap">a. m.</span>, and +then retired. Hodson, my commanding officer, then +went to the General, and at ten I received a note from +him, 'Gallop down with fifty men and meet me at the +Cashmere gate as sharp as possible.' Down I went, and +he told me he had volunteered to ride through the enemy's +camp and reconnoitre; that no one knew if they +were there in force or not, and he asked me if I would +accompany him. Of course I was only too glad, and off +we went. They fired at us as we approached, from gardens +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_348" id="Page_348">348</a></span> +and places all round, but I imagine they thought +more men were coming, and bolted, we (only fifty of us) +cutting up all their stragglers to the tune of some fifty or +sixty. As we came back we intercepted a whole lot of +townspeople escaping. Well, I must not linger on this. +Having done our work (and it wasn't a bad thing to do, +to gallop through their camp with fifty men, not knowing +whether they were there or not), we cautiously approached +the Delhi gate. It was open, but all was silent. +Our troops had not as yet ventured so far. Afar off we +heard the firing in the city in other quarters; leaving +our men outside, with four Sowars behind us with cocked +carabines, we rode in, holding our revolvers ready for a +row. Not a soul was there; all still as death. I looked +round, and close to where I was sitting were two bottles +of beer amidst a heap of plate, silver, clothes, &c. Perhaps +I didn't jump off sharp! It was all right; real +beer! madam; we uncorked, and drank the Queen's +health at once. After a little time, as the firing approached, +and we found all was right, we rode away, and +reported what we had done. The General was very +pleased.</p> + +<p>"And now for my great adventure. On the 20th the +King gave himself up, and was lodged securely in Delhi +under a guard. On this day all had evacuated the place, +of which we were complete masters. On the 21st a note +from Hodson, 'Come sharp, bring one hundred men.' +Off I went, time 6 o'clock <span class="smcap">a. m.</span> To explain why he +wrote to me, I must tell you that although he commanded +the regiment, he was also the head of the Intelligence +Department, and lived in the General's quarters, while I +lived with the regiment, commanding it in his absence, +as being second in command. Well, down I went. He +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_349" id="Page_349">349</a></span> +told me he had heard that the three Princes<a name="FNanchor_56" id="FNanchor_56" href="#Footnote_56" class="fnanchor">[56]</a> (the heads +of the rebellion and sons of the King) were in a tomb +six miles off, and he intended going to bring them, and +offered me the chance of accompanying him. Wasn't it +handsome on his part! Of course I went; we started +at about eight o'clock, and proceeded slowly towards the +tomb. It is called Humayoon's Tomb, and is an immense +building. In it were the princes and about 3,000 Mussulman +followers. In the suburb close by about 3,000 +more, all armed, so it was rather a ticklish bit of work. +We halted half a mile from the place, and sent in to say +the princes must give themselves up unconditionally, or +take the consequences. A long half hour elapsed, when +a messenger came out to say the princes wished to know +if their lives would be promised them, if they came out. +'Unconditional surrender,' was the answer. Again we +waited. It was a most anxious time. We dared not +take them by force, or all would have been lost, and +we doubted their coming. We heard the shouts of the +fanatics (as we found out afterwards) begging the princes +to lead them on against us. And we had only one hundred +men, and were six miles from Delhi. At length, +I suppose, imagining that sooner or later they must be +taken, they resolved to give themselves up unconditionally, +fancying, I suppose, as we had spared the King, we +would spare them. So the messenger was sent to say +they were coming. We sent ten men to meet them, and +by Hodson's order I drew the troop up across the road, +ready to receive them, and shoot them at once if there +was any attempt at a rescue. Soon they appeared in a +small 'Ruth' or Hindostanee cart drawn by bullocks, +five troopers on each side. Behind them thronged about +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_350" id="Page_350">350</a></span> +2,000 or 3,000 (I am not exaggerating) Mussulmans. +We met them, and at once Hodson and I rode up, leaving +the men a little in the rear. They bowed as we +came up, and Hodson, bowing, ordered the driver to +move on. This was the minute. The crowd behind +made a movement. Hodson waved them back; I beckoned +to the troop, which came up, and in an instant +formed them up between the crowd and the cart. By +Hodson's order I advanced at a walk on the people, who +fell back sullenly and slowly at our approach. It was +touch and go. Meanwhile Hodson galloped back, and +told the sowars (10) to hurry the princes on along the +road, while we showed a front and kept back the mob. +They retired on Humayoon's Tomb, and step by step +we followed them. Inside they went up the steps, and +formed up in the immense garden inside. The entrance +to this was through an arch, up steps. Leaving the men +outside, Hodson and myself (I stuck to him throughout), +with four men, rode up the steps into the arch,<a name="FNanchor_57" id="FNanchor_57" href="#Footnote_57" class="fnanchor">[57]</a> when he +called out to them to lay down their arms. There was a +murmur. He reiterated the command, and (God knows +why, I never can understand it) they commenced doing +so. Now you see we didn't want their arms, and under +ordinary circumstances would not have risked our lives +in so rash a way, but what we wanted was to gain time +to get the princes away, for we could have done nothing, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_351" id="Page_351">351</a></span> +had they attacked us, but cut our way back, and very +little chance of doing even this successfully. Well, there +we stayed for two hours, collecting their arms, and I +assure you I thought every moment they would rush +upon us. I said nothing, but smoked all the time, to +show I was unconcerned; but at last, when it was all +done, and all the arms collected, put in a cart, and started, +Hodson turned to me and said, 'We'll go, now.' Very +slowly we mounted, formed up the troop, and cautiously +departed, followed by the crowd. We rode along quietly. +You will say, why did we not charge them? I merely +say, we were one hundred men, and they were fully +6,000. I am not exaggerating; the official reports will +show you it is all true. As we got about a mile off, Hodson +turned to me and said, 'Well, Mac, we've got them +at last;' and we both gave a sigh of relief. Never in +my life, under the heaviest fire, have I been in such imminent +danger. Everybody says it is the most dashing +and daring thing that has been done for years (not on +my part, for I merely obeyed orders, but on Hodson's, +who planned and carried it out). Well, I must finish my +story. We came up to the princes, now about five miles +from where we had taken them, and close to Delhi. The +increasing crowd pressed close on the horses of the sowars, +and assumed every moment a more hostile appearance. +'What shall we do with them?' said Hodson to me. 'I +think we had better shoot them here; we shall never get +them in.'</p> + +<p>"We had identified them by means of a nephew of the +King's whom we had with us, and who turned King's evidence. +Besides, they acknowledged themselves to be the +men. Their names were Mirza Mogul, the King's nephew +and head of the whole business; Mirza Kishere Sultamet, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_352" id="Page_352">352</a></span> +who was also one of the principal rebels, and had +made himself notorious by murdering women and children; +and Abu Bukt, the commander-in-chief nominally, +and heir-apparent to the throne. This was the young +fiend who had stripped our women in the open street, and +cutting off little children's arms and legs, poured the +blood into their mothers' mouths; this is literally the +case. There was no time to be lost; we halted the +troop, put five troopers across the road behind and in +front. Hodson ordered the Princes to strip and get again +into the cart; he then shot them with his own hand. So +ended the career of the chiefs of the revolt, and of the +greatest villains that ever shamed humanity. Before +they were shot, Hodson addressed our men, explaining +who they were, and why they were to suffer death; the +effect was marvellous, the Mussulmans seemed struck +with a wholesome idea of retribution, and the Sikhs +shouted with delight, while the mass moved off slowly +and silently. One of the sowars pointed out to me a +man running rapidly across a piece of cultivated ground, +with arms gleaming in the sunlight. I and the sowar +rode after him, when I discovered it was the King's favorite +eunuch, of whose atrocities we had heard so much. +The sowar cut him down instantly, and we returned, well +satisfied that we had rid the world of such a monster. +It was now four o'clock; Hodson rode into the city with +the cart containing the bodies, and had them placed in +the most public street, where all might see them. Side +by side they lay where, four months before, on the same +spot, they had outraged and murdered our women. I +went quietly home with the troop, nearly dead, having +had nothing (except water) since six o'clock the previous +night. I have not time to write you of my subsequent +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_353" id="Page_353">353</a></span> +adventures, but will next mail. We have gained a great +deal of <span class="greek" title="kudos">κῦδος</span> for this business, and I hear are to be rewarded +in some way or other." +</p> +</div> + +<p>Some months later my brother wrote with reference +to this matter:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left25"> +<span class="smcap">Camp, on the left bank of the Ganges, +opposite Cawnpore</span>,<br /> +<span class="i4"><i>Feb. 12th, 1858</i>.</span></p> + +<p>... I see that many people suppose that I had promised +the old King his life <i>after</i> he was caught. Pray +contradict this. The promise was given two days before, +to induce him to leave the rebel troops and return to +the near neighborhood of Delhi within reach. General +Wilson refused to send troops in pursuit of him, and to +avoid greater calamities I then, and not till then, asked +and obtained permission to offer him his wretched life, on +the ground, and solely on the ground, that there was +no other way of getting him into our possession. The +people were gathering round him. His name would +have been a tocsin which would have raised the whole of +Hindostan, and the Rajahs and Rajpootana in the south +would have been forced to have joined in the rising, +which would then have been universal. Was it not +better to get rid of all this, and secure ourselves from +further mischief at the simple cost of sparing the life of +an old man of ninety? It must be remembered, too, that +we had no troops left to meet any further augmentation +of our enemies. A small force under Colonel Greathed +was with difficulty found, some days later, to go towards +Agra; and it was clear to me then (as experience has +since shown) that we had still months to wait for reinforcements +from home. Here is February; the King +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_354" id="Page_354">354</a></span> +was caught in September, and yet up to this present day +the Commander-in-Chief has not been able to send a +single soldier of all that have arrived from England up +as far as Delhi; and all Rohilcund, all Oude, a great +part of Central India, all Bundelcund, and most of +Behar, are still in the hands of the enemy. Would it +have been wise to have given, in addition to all this, so +strong an incentive to combination, to the warlike men of +the northwest, as they would have had in the person of +a sacred and "heaven-born" monarch, dethroned, wandering, +and homeless, but backed by a whole army in +rebellion? I am blamed for it now; but knowing that + +there was no other way of getting him into our power, I +am quite content to take the obloquy. It will hereafter +be admitted that one of the greatest blows was struck at +the root of the rebellion when the old King was led a +captive into his own palace on the 21st of September, +1857.<a name="FNanchor_58" id="FNanchor_58" href="#Footnote_58" class="fnanchor">[58]</a> Strange, that some of those who are loudest +against me for sparing the King, are also crying out at +my destroying his sons. "Quousque tandem?" I may +well exclaim. But in point of fact, I am quite indifferent +to clamor either way. I made up my mind at the time +to be abused. I was convinced I was right, and when I +prepared to run the great physical risk of the attempt, I +was equally game for the moral risk of praise or blame. +These have not been, and are not times when a man who +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_355" id="Page_355">355</a></span> +would serve his country dare hesitate as to the personal +consequences to himself of what he thinks his duty. +</p> +</div> + +<p>I am indebted to Sir T. Seaton for an answer +to inquiries addressed to my brother, which never +reached him:—</p> + +<p> +"I see you are anxious to clear up the two 'vexed +questions:'—Why did he guarantee the life of the King? +Why did he strip the princes? He guaranteed the life +of the King, because he was ordered to do so by General +Wilson; and I think that under the circumstances it was +wise and prudent (though highly distasteful to the General), +for it enabled us to get hold of the nominal head of +the great rebellion, and to secure the capture of those +greater scoundrels, the princes. No one ever thought +out here of asking why he stripped the princes, or rather +why he made them take off their upper garments. It +certainly was not as the French stupidly assert, 'pour ne +pas gâter le butin,' for if the upper corresponded with +the nether clothes in which the bodies were laid out, they +would have been dear at a shilling the lot. He made +them strip off their upper garments, to render their death +and subsequent exposure at the Kotwàlla more impressive +and terrible. Some people ask, 'Why did he shoot +them himself?' To this I will reply by another question, +'What would have been the effect on that vast +crowd of a single moment's hesitation or appearance of +hesitation?'" +</p> + +<p>Before this chapter closes, I will insert one or +two anecdotes and descriptions of my brother, +from letters written at this time by officers before +Delhi, which have been kindly placed at my disposal. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_356" id="Page_356">356</a></span> +They will help to fill up the picture of +him, which may be drawn from his own diary.</p> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<p>One says:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"The way Hodson used to work was quite miraculous. +He was a slighter man and lighter weight than I am. +Then he had that most valuable gift, of being able to get +refreshing sleep on horseback. I have been out with him +all night following and watching the enemy, when he has +gone off dead asleep, waking up after an hour as fresh +as a lark; whereas, if I went to sleep in the saddle, the +odds were I fell off on my nose.</p> + +<p>"He was the very perfection of a 'free-lance,' and +such an Intelligence Officer! He used to know what the +rebels had for dinner in Delhi.</p> + +<p>"In a fight he was glorious. If there was only a good +hard skrimmage he was as happy as a king. A beautiful +swordsman, he never failed to kill his man; and the way +he used to play with the most brave and furious of these +rebels was perfect. I fancy I see him now, smiling, +laughing, parrying most fearful blows, as calmly as if he +were brushing off flies, calling out all the time, 'Why, +try again, now,' 'What's that?' 'Do you call yourself a +swordsman?' &c.</p> + +<p>"The way that in a pursuit he used to manage his hog-spear +was miraculous. It always seemed to me that he +bore a charmed life, and so the enemy thought.</p> + +<p>"His judgment was as great as his courage, and the +heavier the fire or the greater the difficulty, the more +calm and reflecting he became." +</p> +</div> + +<p>Another (Sir T. Seaton):—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"You know that, during the whole of the terrible siege +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_357" id="Page_357">357</a></span> +of Delhi, we lived together in the same tent, and, excepting +while on duty, we were never separate. It was there +I saw, in all their splendor, his noble soldierly qualities; +never fatigued, never downcast, always cool and calm, +with a cheerful countenance and a word of encouragement +for every one.</p> + +<p>"I used often to say, 'Here, Hodson, is somebody +else coming for comfort.'</p> + +<p>"It was there I learned the depth and intensity of his +affection for his wife; like the man, it was out of the +common. You know how he nursed me when I was +wounded. I am indebted for my rapid recovery, in a +very great measure, to his care and forethought; and it +was whilst lying helpless and feeble I saw that the brave +and stern soldier had also the tenderness of a woman in +his noble heart. His constant care was to prevent Mrs. +Hodson from feeling any anxiety that he could save her; +so that, whenever he went out on any expedition that +would detain him beyond twenty-four hours, he invariably +asked me, and I used to make it my duty, to write to +Mrs. Hodson daily, accounting for his absence and giving +such details as I could of his doings.</p> + +<p>"He was ever ready to carry out my wishes and aid +me with his best knowledge, skill, and courage. He supported +me with the devotion of a brother; never, never +shall I see his like again." +</p> +</div> + +<p>Another says:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"He has wonderful tact in getting information out of +the natives, and divining the movements of the enemy. +He is scarcely out of the saddle day or night, for not only +has he to lead his regiment and keep the country clear, +but being Intelligence Officer, he is always on the move +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_358" id="Page_358">358</a></span> +to gain news of the progress of affairs, and acts and +intentions of the enemy.</p> + +<p>"Even when he might take rest he will not, but will +go and help work at the batteries, and expose himself +constantly, in order to relieve some fainting gunner or +wounded man." +</p> +</div> + +<p>I have this anecdote from another:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"In the camp at Delhi, when the incessant fatigue to +which the soldiers were exposed forbade the strict enforcement +of the continual salute, it was remarked that +Hodson never passed down the lines without every man +rendering to him that mark of respect. The soldiers +loved him as their own. 'There goes that 'ere Hodson,' +said a drunken soldier as he cantered down the lines; +'he's sure to be in everything; he'll get shot, I know he +will, and I'd a deal rather be shot myself; we can't do +without him.'" +</p> +</div> + +<p>I venture to quote from Mr. H. Greathed's Letters +(published by his widow) some further notices +of my brother:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"Hodson keeps an Argus eye on the rear and left +flank, and is always ready for an adventurous ride. I +am not surprised at Gough liking him; he has a rare gift +of brains as well as of pluck! The uniform of his men, +'khakee' tunics, with a scarlet sash and turban, is very +picturesque.</p> + +<p>"Hodson is certainly the most wide-awake soldier in +camp.</p> + +<p>"A charge of cavalry was turned by a few musket shots +from a party under Hodson, who always turns up in moments +of difficulty."</p> +</div> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_359" id="Page_359">359</a></span></p> + +<p>Again, speaking of him while absent at Rohtuck, +August 19th:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"We have no further intelligence from Hodson. He +is employed on just the wild work he likes, and will be +loth to return. The public still amuses itself with giving +his regiment new names, 'the Aloobokharas' and Ring-tailed +Roarers' are the last I have heard of.</p> + +<p>... "There was some alarm yesterday about Hodson's +safety. I cannot say I shared the feeling, I have +such confidence in his audacity and resource.</p> + +<p>... "Hodson is quite safe, he will now return to +camp, and after being in for an hour, he will be seen +looking as fresh, clean-shaved, and spruce, as if he had +never left it." +</p> +</div> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_360" id="Page_360"></a></span></p> + +<h2 class="p6">CHAPTER IV.</h2> + +<p class="ch_summ"> +OPERATIONS IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD OF DELHI.—SHOWER'S +COLUMN.—SEATON'S COLUMN.—GUNGEREE.—PUTIALEE.—MYNPOOREE.—RIDE TO COMMANDER-IN-CHIEF'S +CAMP.—JUNCTION OF FORCES.—SHUMSHABAD.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +<span class="smcap">Camp, Delhi</span>, <i>Sept. 26th</i>.</p> + +<p>My letters are of necessity short and newsless, for I am +scarcely ever able to sit down to write what can be properly +called a letter. Anything so mismanaged as the +prize property has been, or so wasted, I never saw; so +much so, that I look upon the appointment of prize agents +at all as a simple injustice to the army, <i>i.e.</i>, to the officers. +Colonel Seaton has given up the prize agency in disgust, +and I refused it altogether; he is taking you a real trophy +from Delhi, no less than the turquoise armlet and signet +rings of the rascally princes whom I shot; not actually +worth twenty shillings, but I know they will be prized by +you and the dear ones at home. Tombs declares I shall +get a C. B. for capturing the King, &c., and, between +ourselves, I <i>ought</i> to have anything they can give me, for +it was a fearful risk, and, I must say, the "General's" +share in it was about as meritorious as his recognition of +the service was gracious! but you will see <i>he</i> will get the +reward; but never mind, I did my duty, perhaps something +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_361" id="Page_361">361</a></span> +more, and have got the reward of my own conscience, +and certainly the voice of the army, as the hero +of this "crowning mercy," as they call it.</p> + +<p>We march to-morrow instead of on the 20th, as we +ought to have done, to clear out some of the hordes at +Humayoon's Tomb. I disarmed them when I took the +princes, and collected all the arms, &c., into one spot, +leaving as large a guard as I could spare, and yet the +"General" has actually never sent until to-day to relieve +the one or secure the other, and now only at my urgent +representation! We shall be back from our expedition +in four or five days. Colonel Showers commands.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Camp, Humayoon's Tomb</span>, <i>Sept. 28th</i>.—I have been +out all day and at work, varied by divers summonses +from the Brigadier, and by such <i>very</i> amusing duties +as packing off the royal family's lower branches into +Delhi.</p> + +<p>Poor Greathed! he was, indeed, a loss to every one! +With the column sent out here (to complete with 1,500 +men the work of which I had overcome all the difficulties +with 100), a young civilian was sent to carry on +political duties, and take charge of the different members +and hangers-on of the Royal family. In an hour I +had got possession of the persons of seven of the remaining +sons and grandsons of the King who were "wanted;" +they were made over, according to orders, to this civilian, +and, two hours afterwards, all had escaped! In consequence +of this we are halted here, and parties sent out in +all directions to recapture the fugitives.</p> + +<p>I shall try to get down in the Oudh direction to join +Napier and his chief.</p> + +<p>I confess I am much gratified by the congratulations I +receive on all sides regarding the capture of the King +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_362" id="Page_362">362</a></span> +and the retribution on the Shahzadahs; but I expect no +reward, perhaps not even thanks. The Government will +be delighted at the fact, but will perhaps pretend a reluctance +to the judgment having been effected, which they +certainly do not feel, and will probably throw all the <i>onus</i> +on me. To tell the truth (in spite of all the praises and +prophecies of the army), I expect nothing by this campaign +but my brevet majority, and that was due to me for +the Punjaub war.</p> + +<p>The execution of the princes could be hardly called +one of "unresisting" enemies, since they were surrounded +by an armed host, to whom we should have been most +unquestionably sacrificed if I had hesitated for an instant. +It was <i>they</i> or <i>we</i>, and I recommend those who might +cavil at my choice to go and catch the next rebels themselves! +The King was very old and infirm, and had +long been a mere tool, a name in the hands of the Shahzadahs, +Mirza Mogul in particular; moreover, the orders +I received were such that I did not dare to act on the +dictates of my own judgment to the extent of killing him +when he had given himself up; but had he attempted +either a flight or a rescue, I should have shot him down +like a dog; as it is, he is the lion without his claws, now +his villanous heir-apparent is disposed of. I must be +prepared to have all kinds of bad motives attributed to +me, for no man ever yet went out of the beaten track +without being wondered at and abused; and so marked a +success will make me more enemies than friends, so be +prepared for abuse rather than reward; for myself I +do not care, and I am proud to say that those whose opinion +I value most highly think I did well and boldly.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Camp near the Kootub</span>, <i>Sept. 29th</i>.—We got here +so late to-day, that, before our tents were pitched and +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_363" id="Page_363">363</a></span> +washing and breakfast over, the time to close our dâk has +arrived. Thanks for letters, which are balm to my +wounded spirit, vexed as I am to find that even here, +in the field, working as I have done, and successful as I +have been, I am not safe from the malignant influence of +—— and his myrmidons. From the day that he put —— +into power at Delhi, I experienced a difficulty never +found before in carrying on my duties, and a system of +backbiting and insinuation which could never have existed, +if it had not been encouraged, if not engendered, +by listening to. This meanness <i>et id genus omne</i> has +commenced, and has decided me on the course you have +so long urged, namely, to give up the Intelligence Department.</p> + +<p>I have done quite enough to establish my name in the +army, and as much as one man can do. We return to +Delhi, I hope, to-morrow, for we have done little enough +by leaving it. The other column, which went out across +the Jumna, has had an engagement with the enemy at +Bolundshur, and thrashed them soundly. This will open +the road to Cawnpore. I shall write to Napier to-day, +to see if he can get my regiment sent towards Oudh, or +anywhere near him.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Camp, Delhi</span>, <i>Oct. 1st</i>.—I was quite unable to write +yesterday, as we did not return here and get under cover +till after dark. I have to march again to-morrow towards +Rewarree with another column under Brigadier Showers, +a most gentlemanly person and gallant soldier, but sadly +prolix and formal in all his arrangements, thereby spinning +out an ordinary march to the dimensions of a day's +journey. I am sorry to say my unlucky ankle gives me +more pain and annoyance than before, and the doctors +tell me it will never be better until I give it <i>perfect rest</i>; +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_364" id="Page_364">364</a></span> +and as this said rest is perfectly impossible, I must bear +it as patiently as I can; but it is a sad drawback to my +comfort and activity.</p> + +<p>You will rejoice with me that the detachment (of Hodson's +Horse) under Hugh Gough, who were sent with +the column across the Jumna, behaved extremely well in +that action at Bolundshur, and have been much praised. +I am very glad, indeed, of this; it is a great thing for a +new regiment to be successful at a cheap rate in its first +few encounters; it gives a <i>prestige</i> which it is long in +losing, and gives the men confidence in themselves and +their leaders. In this affair our loss was trifling, though +the cavalry were principally employed. Poor Sarel, 9th +Lancers, wounded severely, I am sorry to say. I fancy +<i>we</i> go to Goorgaon and Rewarree. Whether we see the +enemy is doubtful, and it may be merely a "military +promenade," to settle the minds of the inhabitants. I +long to get down towards Outram, and Oudh, and Napier.</p> + +<p>I am so glad you have written home, for I was out of +the way when the "Overland mail" left, and we none of +us knew of its being dispatched. It was a sad fatality +which attended the two last, both from and to England. +England! How the writing the very name even fills me +with sweet home memories and home longings; and +though, during the last five years and three quarters, my +life has been more blessed than I ever dreamed it possible +that life could be, still there are times, and they increase +in frequency, when my heart yearns for all its +dear earlier ties. Yes, we must get home next year, +somehow, even if we have to live on barley bannocks.</p> + +<p>I, and most other people, considered that I and my +party had a right to all we found on the King and +princes; but the General, to whom I referred the question, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_365" id="Page_365">365</a></span> +thought otherwise; so I gave up all except some of +the personal arms of the princes (those of the King were +taken by the General). The swords which I secured, +thanks to the officers assembled when the arms were +made over, are historically most valuable. One was +worn by, and bears the name of, Jehangire, and the other +is stamped with the seal of Nadir Shah! They are singular +and interesting trophies, or rather relics, of the +house of Timour the Tartar.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Delhi</span>, <i>Oct. 2d</i>.—I have remained behind the force +for a day, in order to settle the business and pay up and +discharge my Intelligence Establishment. I am so busy +that my letter will of necessity be a short one. My having +been out in camp has prevented my getting at the +people and officers, who are all in the city and palace. +We, that is, the cavalry, artillery, and some infantry, are +outside on the glacis of the city, and much pleasanter it +is, I think; especially as I have good shelter under the +roof of an old mosque in a serai, where we can all put up +together without jostling. I feel quite a free man now. +I have no work to do but my regiment; though, truth to +tell, <i>that</i> is quite enough for one man, even with so able +and willing an assistant as Macdowell. I do not reckon +on much fighting where we are going, and the weather is +now getting very tolerable. The country we are going +into is also much healthier than Delhi, and I expect +much benefit from the change of air and quiet marching. +After our return I shall get away, if but for a week; +and then my anxiety is to join Napier, wherever he +may be.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Delhi District</span>, <i>Oct. 3d</i>.—I was yesterday four coss +from Bullnagurh, and the Rajah actually came out in his +carriage; yet I had strict orders not to interfere with +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_366" id="Page_366">366</a></span> +him, so the force marched off in another direction this +morning without striking a blow, though the place was +full of the Rajah's armed retainers and fugitive Pandies +from Delhi, and they ought all to have been exterminated. +The consequence is, he will give us trouble hereafter.<a name="FNanchor_59" id="FNanchor_59" href="#Footnote_59" class="fnanchor">[59]</a> +To-day we struck off to the right to this place +(marching at Brigadier Showers's favorite pace of six +miles in five hours), and go on to-morrow through Goorgaon +to a place called Rewarree, where one Toli Ram, a +farmer of Government revenue in better times, but who +now "affectionates" independent authority, has collected +a force round his fortlet of some 4,000 to 5,000 men, and +shows fight; but again I opine we shall have a tedious +march for our pains. I grieve daily in all bitterness for +poor Nicholson's death. He was a man such as one +rarely sees; next to dear Sir Henry, our greatest loss.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Camp, Goorgaon</span>, <i>Oct. 4th</i>.—Even the camp before +Delhi (so long our abode that I write it mechanically) +was more favorable for letter-writing than our present +more peaceful but more moving life. We started at +three <span class="smcap">a. m.</span> and arrived here about nine. I had then to +go through the village or town with the Brigadier, and +it was noon before we got a tent pitched and breakfast +ready; before I had finished I was summoned by Showers +to give him some information as to some "Moofsids;" +and now at two <span class="smcap">p. m.</span>, though I am still unwashed and unshorn, +I am ordered to be ready at three with a party to +proceed to punish some refractory villages a few miles off. +I shall be back, I trust, at dark, to dinner and bed, for +we march again at midnight. Tell —— the swords I +have kept are beautiful, and historically most valuable. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_367" id="Page_367">367</a></span> +It was like parting with my teeth to give up those to the +General; I should not have cared so much if he had +done anything towards the winning them. It will be +something hereafter to wear a sword taken from the last +of the House of Timour, which had been girt round the +waists of the greatest of his predecessors; if I ever part +with it, it shall be "in a present," as mine O. would say, +to our good Queen! She ought to give me her own +Cross for it; and that's a fact, though I say it!</p> + +<p><i>Oct. 5th</i>, 3 <span class="smcap">a. m.</span>—We got back last night at dark, from +our visit of retribution to Dholkote, having "polished off" +a goodly number of rebels from Irregular Cavalry Regiments, +and others who came out armed to the teeth, and +making great demonstration of attack, but turned of +course when we charged. Had we not absurdly been +sent out in the afternoon, instead of morning, so that it +got too dark for work, we should have cleared the place +entirely. I had a most kind letter of congratulation from +—— yesterday. He seems very ill, poor fellow! How +thankful I am that my health stands work so well; not +that I do not feel it; and it will <i>tell</i> more still some day. +I question whether there is a single one of us, however +strong or unwounded, whose constitution does not pay for +the Siege of Delhi. The weather is getting very pleasant, +except in the middle of the day; but what a contrast +to the climate of the Punjaub! Many thanks to Lord +William for his offer of horses. I only wish I had the +power of using them, but there is no chance, I fear, of my +getting to Simla, though I may to Umbâla. I hear General +Wilson has gone to Meerût, and General Penny +come to Delhi in his stead.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Pathondhee</span>, <i>Oct. 5th, noon</i>.—I add a few lines to +my letter of this morning to say that all is safe and well. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_368" id="Page_368">368</a></span> +Nothing has occurred but a skirmish with our advanced +guard and some Sowars of Toli Ram's, who came, I +honestly believe, in all good faith, to bring an offer of +submission; but the business was bothered by mutual +distrust, so they turned, fired at our advance, and bolted +at speed, my men after them as hard as they could go. +They brought back about a dozen horses whose riders +they had disposed of; very acceptable they are too, for +"mounting" my men is my greatest difficulty. We have +made a good bag of the Irregular Cavalry rascals during +the last few days,—among them a native officer of the +9th Irregular Cavalry, who deserted at Delhi, (selling +Chamberlain a pretty considerable bargain too,) was +caught and shot. Seaton will rejoice at this. General +Penny reigns at Delhi.</p> + +<p>There is no chance of my regiment being stationary +this cold weather, I imagine, for the country is still in +a very unsettled state, and will be so for a long time to +come.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Camp, Rewarree</span>, <i>Oct. 6th</i>.—We arrived here, after +a tediously protracted march, at eleven this morning, only +to find my prediction verified, that the birds would be +flown and the nest empty. Mr. Toli Ram bolted yesterday, +and left only an empty fort and his guns behind him; +in good hands it would have given us considerable trouble, +and he was evidently a clever fellow, and had adroitly +and promptly contrived so as to be first in the field, should +our power have ceased. We found extensive preparations, +and large workshops for the completion of military +equipments of all kinds, guns, gun-carriages, gunpowder, +accoutrements, and material of all kinds. He had already +done much, and in a couple of months his position +would have been so strong as to have given him the command +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_369" id="Page_369">369</a></span> +of all the surrounding country, as well as the rich +town and entrepôt of Rewarree, close to the walls of his +fort. Had our empire fallen, he would have mastered all +the surrounding villages and districts, and probably extended +his power on all sides, and founded a "Raj" like +that of Puttiala or Jheend, to fall in its turn before the +(then) newly aroused energies of the Sikhs. At the same +time he was prepared, if we won the day, to profess that +he had done all this solely in our interests, and to preserve +the district <i>for us</i> from the Goojur population. This is +now his line of defence. Showers yesterday sent to tell +him that if he would come in and give himself up, as +well as his guns and arms, he should be treated on his +merits. This he would not do, and has eventually sealed +his fate by bolting. The extent of his warlike preparations +is too obviously the result of his really hostile, than +of his professedly friendly, intentions. I do not know +where we go next; back to Delhi, I trust, when I hope +to find General Penny willing to forward my wishes by +sending me on to join the army. It will spoil my new +regiment to keep it on mere police duty.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Camp, Rewarree</span>, <i>Oct. 7th</i>.—We have been all day +in the saddle, wandering about distant villages, but we +did not see an enemy, and the inhabitants seemed very +glad to see us, for the runaway rebels had plundered +every place they passed through. The whole body of +horsemen who were here up to two days before, fled in +all directions when they heard of our approach, (though +their numbers were immense, they say 7,000 to 8,000,) +and now, ride where we will, in any direction for fifteen +miles round Rewarree, not an armed man is to be seen.</p> + +<p>Only this morning we heard of the capture of Lucknow, +dimmed by the death of General Neill. Are all +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_370" id="Page_370">370</a></span> +our victories to be purchased at the costly price of her +best and bravest? Even I, loving my profession as I do, +a "soldier to the backbone," as Sir C. Napier used to say, +sicken at the remembrance of the good and brave and +noble who have fallen. Poor Neill! he is a loss indeed. +I trust our dear friend has escaped. I looked tremblingly +through the list, and rejoiced to find the name of Napier +not there. And now for matters of the lower (surely the +lowest) world. I have drawn no pay either for the A. +Q. M. Generalship or my regiment, except an advance of +500<i>l.</i> for current expenditure. I have as yet been able +to get no pay abstracts passed; and, indeed, such is the +confusion of all things, from the want of some central +authority, that no one knows where, or by whom, we are +to be paid; so I have to draw money for my men "on +account," to be settled hereafter; as yet, however, I take +care that it shall not exceed a third, or at utmost half +their pay, to be safely within the mark. Men and horses +cannot live on "nothing a day and find themselves," and +any regular office-work is utterly impossible while we are +kept so perpetually in the saddle. It is rather hard on a +new regiment, "raised on service,"—and a little hard on +their commandant too,—but all will come straight in the +end, I doubt not. I thought I mentioned that when we +went to the Kootub the first time with Colonel Showers, +I secured the rest of the King's sons and grandsons at +Humayoon's Tomb; but the whole were most discreditably +allowed to escape by the young civilian sent out with +the force; or, as he says, by the Brigadier; but it was +his business, and not the Brigadier's. I also found out a +lot of silver and money, worth, I should think, 20,000 or +30,000 rupees, and 20 or 30 elephants; all which goes +to swell the prize money. We ought to have a good proportionate +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_371" id="Page_371">371</a></span> +sum each, for there has been an immense deal +of property taken altogether, I should think; but the +want of care and management will lessen it considerably. +As a specimen,—when Seaton was prize agent, (and +they could not have found a better or more upright,) a +quantity of property of all descriptions was brought in +and put on the "chiboutra" in front of the house he was +in. He immediately sent to ask the General either to +appoint a place to stow it in, or for a guard to put over +it. The answer was in General Wilson's usually <i>brusque</i> +style. "He had no guard to spare, and Colonel Seaton +must secure the property as he could." Colonel Seaton's +reply was to resign the prize agency. He could not well +do otherwise after this and other specimens.</p> + +<p><i>Oct. 8th.</i>—I go on an expedition early to-morrow +morning to some villages, and shall be too late back +for writing.</p> + +<p><i>Oct. 11th.</i>—Only three words to say that I am safe +and well. I cannot ascertain whether we go back direct +to Delhi, or by Jhujjur, to annex the Nawâb's country. +Everything is perfectly quiet here, and the weather is +really cold in the mornings: we shall all improve by +the change, though fever is very prevalent amongst the +natives. The Europeans are gaining strength daily.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Camp, Jâtoo Sana</span>, <i>Oct. 13th</i>.—We shall be at +Jhujjur, I believe, in a couple of days; where part of +General Cortland's force and the Jummoo troops will +meet us, and they will, I fancy, be left in occupation, +and we return to Delhi, where I hear a force under +General Penny is to be formed to go towards Rohilcund. +It is more than probable that we shall accompany him. +If I am allowed to go to a station to <i>form</i> my regiment, +I shall certainly try for Umbâla. The bazaars at Meerut, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_372" id="Page_372">372</a></span> +Cawnpore, &c., are all destroyed, and I could get +nothing I wanted. Here I am interrupted by an order +to start on a "<i>dour</i>," which will keep us out till midnight, +if not longer.</p> + +<p><i>Oct. 14th.</i>—My expectations of yesterday were fulfilled, +and we did not return till midnight to dinner, +having been in the saddle, without a halt, since 3 <span class="smcap">p. m.</span> +Some rascals had chosen to go and make free with the +grain, &c., left behind in Toli Ram's fort at Rampoora, +outside Rewarree, as soon as our last detachment had +come away; so I was sent back to disturb their operations. +Unfortunately Colonel Showers was too long in +making up his mind to send us, and though we marched +at the rate of more than seven miles in an hour, it was +dark before we came up with the tail of the party, just +as they were decamping with their booty; so we only +accounted for about thirty or forty. I was very weary, +so stayed behind for a few hours' rest, the column having +marched at 2 <span class="smcap">a. m.</span> to Nahur, on the road to Dadree, +where we are to be joined by a portion of General Cortland's +force, and the Dick Lawrence Invincibles from +Rohtuck. We then move on Jhujjur, but not the smallest +prospect of opposition,—all the masses of Raughur +and other horsemen melting away at our approach. I +have written to Chamberlain, as Adjutant-General, to get +me a couple of months to collect, complete, and clothe +the regiment. At all events, if we cannot be spared, +I have begged that the whole regiment may be kept +together, and not scattered piecemeal over the country, +as it is now.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Camp, Dadree</span>, <i>Oct. 16th</i>.—The Jhujjur Nawab +has, or will give himself up; so not a shot will be fired, +for all the swarms of Irregular Cavalry have dispersed +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_373" id="Page_373">373</a></span> +to their homes, or rather to the hills and jungles, for +shelter and security. Colonel Greathed's column has +reached Agra, and there had a fight; a regular surprise,—our +people being attacked while at breakfast! However, +the enemy were thoroughly thrashed eventually, +and lost camp and guns. Poor French, of the Lancers, +is the only officer whose name I have heard as killed. +A report has reached me from Simla that you have +got some magnificent diamond rings, &c., taken at Delhi. +This is rather good, considering the only rings I sent you +were the princes', and not worth twenty rupees altogether, +and the only "diamonds" were in that little broach I +bought from a sowar more than a month before Delhi +was taken,—so much for the veracity of your good-natured +<i>friends</i> at Simla! It is too rich. I like Macdowell +increasingly,—he is so thoroughly honest and +gentlemanly, and brave as a lion. In Wise, too, I am +fortunate; and Wells is a fat, good-tempered, willing-to-work +school-boy. We do very well indeed together, and +I have profited by past experience, (and perhaps the +natural result of increased age and knowledge of the +world,) but things are very different <i>now</i> and <i>then</i>.</p> + +<p>We were waked up at midnight, and got to our camping +ground at 11 <span class="smcap">a. m.</span>, and there found neither tents nor +breakfast. We march on to Jhujjur early to-morrow. +The Nawab has made his submission, and we have +nothing to do but receive it and move on.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Camp, Kunound</span>, <i>Oct. 19th</i>.—We left Dadree at +1 <span class="smcap">a. m.</span> yesterday, and marched ten miles to Jhujjur, +found the force dispersed and fled, and took possession +of the (very nice) fort, with heaps of guns and ammunition. +My men were out after the fugitives till half-past +ten. At noon we marched again (the 6th Dragoon +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_374" id="Page_374">374</a></span> +Guards and my regiment), under Colonel Custance, to +Nahur, twenty-four miles, which we reached at sunset. +At 3 <span class="smcap">a. m.</span> this morning we came on here, seventeen +miles, and took one of the strongest forts I have seen, +with fourteen guns, some very heavy ones, and five lacs +of rupees, which, alas! is to be considered Government, +not prize property. I was only out of my saddle for one +hour yesterday, from one in the morning till sunset, and +then only to get some cold food under a tree! But I +am quite well and strong, much better than I was at +Delhi; and as Colonel Custance and his officers are +remarkably agreeable gentlemanlike people, we have +had the most really pleasant days since leaving Delhi. +The worst of this raid is that it takes me from all chance +of getting away for a few days until our return.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Kunound</span>, <i>Oct. 20th</i>.—I have just had a very nice +and welcome letter from ——, dated Calcutta, 5th September. +He had had a long talk about me with Mr. +Talbot, who told him that General Anson's representations +had done much good, and that it was admitted on +all hands that my exculpation <i>in re</i> the Guides was complete, +and that no higher or more flattering testimonials +were ever seen; so that, please God, I shall be righted at +last; and <i>justice</i> is all I want. I leave those who injured +me to the punishment of their own conscience, and +have no desire that their sins should be visited upon them +more than that. God saw that I was too proud and +happy at having gained the highest object of my worldly +ambition, and so chastened me, that now mere earthly +honors or success are becoming gradually of less importance +to me. To go home with an untarnished name, +and to get the repose both of body and mind which +<i>home</i> alone can give, is now the climax of my desires. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_375" id="Page_375">375</a></span></p> + +<p>This is a very healthy country, but sandy, and, no +doubt, at times fearfully hot; even to-day there is a hot +wind blowing, and yet by midnight it will be freezing!</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Camp, Kunound</span>, <i>Oct. 21st</i>.—Another long day without +a dâk. I have "betwitted" Captain Trench, who +has charge of the Post-office, for taking more care of +himself than he does of us; but of course he denies the +soft impeachment <i>in toto</i>. I begin to despair of getting +back to Delhi, as we do not march hence till the 23d, and +even then it is uncertain in what direction we go. <i>Au +reste</i>, I am not sorry as it is, for my men and horses were +beginning to suffer. I had this morning thirty-eight men +and forty-three horses sick! If Captain Fenwick is still +at Simla, will you ask him if he can get me one of the +new pattern saddles he introduced into the 9th Irregular +Cavalry? I will gladly pay the cost and carriage, and +thank him into the bargain. Saddles are my greatest +difficulty in getting my regiment into order. I am doing +tolerably in the way of horses, and gradually remounting +the men, who came down badly horsed, with captured +cattle. The swords also are better than they were, from +the same source. My ankle gives me so much pain that +I have been forced to take to a small pony to ride even +about camp, so as to avoid walking even for fifty yards.</p> + +<p><i>Oct. 22d.</i>—We march to-night towards Rewarree, +and shall get there on the 24th; from thence a part goes +to Goorgaon, and waits the arrival of the larger portion +of the troops which are to go into the Mewattee country, +and punish some rascals who have plundered the large +town of Sonah. The Brigadier is planning a series of +manœuvres, by which he intends to surround and capture +4,000 Mewattees. I shall be very much surprised if we +see one of that interesting race! +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_376" id="Page_376">376</a></span></p> + +<p>I fear that if my men form part of the manœuvring +party, we shall not get to Goorgaon for six or seven days, +or perhaps ten, but I hope for the direct route. In either +case, as we shall do nothing, I would rather do it with as +little fatigue to man and horse as possible. The detached +state of this regiment is enough to ruin it. Three troops +are at Agra, or thereabouts, under Hugh Gough; the +sick and depot at Delhi, and portions of five troops here; +but it seriously increases the difficulty of managing a +totally new regiment, and it is hardly fair either to the +men or to the commanding officer. I have remonstrated, +but, I suppose, with very little effect, as I have had no +answer. I trust, indeed, I may get all together and go +towards Oudh.</p> + +<p><i>Oct. 23d.</i>—To-day we still halt, and I hear a rumor +that on our return we go on to Agra. My other troops +are on their way to Cawnpore, so that, I think, there is +every chance of my getting that way too. However +personally I might wish to be quiet at Umbâla for a +time, I cannot ask not to be sent on one of two expeditions +with the same end, and unquestionably for <i>our</i> best +interests. Oudh, where Napier is in power, is the best +field open. Tell —— he may unhesitatingly contradict +the story about the rupees. It was born in Delhi, and +was partly the cause of General Wilson's bad behavior +to me; the money, 60,000<i>l.</i>, was brought to me late one +night by the men, who had been desired (as Colonel +Seaton will corroborate) to secure prize property for him +and the other agents. We marched at daybreak next +morning, and I had only time to make it over to Macdowell +to see it locked up in the regimental chest for +safety before we started. When I returned, three or +four days afterwards, a story had been circulated by the +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_377" id="Page_377">377</a></span> +native who had disgorged the coin, that I had kept the +money for myself! Of course the very day I returned it +was, with heaps of other things, made over to the agents. +And so stories go in this world. The amount of petty +jealousy excited by what my friends call my "successes" +is beyond belief. The capture of the King and his sons, +however ultimately creditable, has caused me more envy +and ill-will than you would believe possible, but I have +had too much experience of humanity, during the last +few years, to care for envy now; and, conscious as I am +of my own rectitude of purpose at least, however I may +err in judgment, I go on my way rejoicing.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Camp, Patondhee</span>, <i>Oct. 27th</i>.—I am indeed most +humbly and earnestly grateful to the good God who has +so mercifully spared<a name="FNanchor_60" id="FNanchor_60" href="#Footnote_60" class="fnanchor">[60]</a> what was so infinitely more precious +to me than life itself; and I do feel how entirely +our hearts should be filled with gratitude to Him for the +bountiful mercies which we mutually and individually +have experienced at His hands during the past year: +the preservation of us both from <i>such</i> perils; my rëemployment +in an honorable position; my ability to do such +good service to the country at such a crisis; the preservation +of health in such a time of exposure; my beloved +wife's power and will to tend the wounded, and succor +the distressed; my complete, though tardy, vindication +from unjust charges; my almost assured freedom from +debt;—all these mercies are almost more than my full +heart can bear, and I sink on my knees in humble gratitude +at the foot of His throne who has done such wonderful +things for us. May He crown all other blessings by +granting us a safe reunion. +</p> +</div> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_378" id="Page_378">378</a></span></p> + +<p>It will be seen by the foregoing letters that +Hodson's Horse had, by this time, acquired such +proportions that they admitted of being divided. +One detachment, under Lieut. Gough, had been +sent with Colonel Greathed's column towards +Agra, and afterwards joined Sir Colin Campbell's +force, and took part, with much distinction, +in the final relief of Lucknow by Sir Colin +and Sir James Outram.</p> + +<p>The main body, with their commandant, accompanied +Brigadier Showers, and were of great +service in anticipating the movements and cutting +off the retreat of the flying enemy, as well +as in scouring the country and bringing in supplies. +Their rapidity of movement and dashing +courage made them a terror to the rebel forces, +who had, on more than one occasion, painful +experience of the keenness of their sabres.</p> + +<p>In the course of the expedition, the forces of +several rebel rajahs were defeated, their strongholds +captured, with many guns, and treasure +amounting to 70,000<i>l.</i> taken, besides large quantities +of cattle.</p> + +<p>On one occasion upwards of 1,700 head of +cattle had been taken. When they were brought +in, Brigadier Showers exclaimed, "Hang me! +what in the world am I to do with them? It +would take half my force to convoy them back +to Delhi. I can't take them." On this Captain +Hodson said, "Well, sir, will you sell them to +me, and let me take my chance?" "Willingly," +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_379" id="Page_379">379</a></span> +said the Brigadier; so the bargain was struck for +two rupees a head. Captain Hodson sent them +off, under charge of their drivers and two or +three of his own sowars, to Delhi, where they +arrived safely, and were of course sold at a large +profit.</p> + +<p>The speculation turned out a good one, but +the chances were against it. No one else, probably, +under the circumstances, would have run +the risk, and the cattle would have been left +behind.</p> + +<p>I mention this anecdote as showing that in +small things as well as great my brother refused +to acknowledge difficulties, and deserved the +character given him of being the most "wide-awake" +man in the army. Shortly afterwards +he invested part of the proceeds in a house at +Umbâla, which happened to be then put up for +a forced sale at a great depreciation. This consequently +went among his friends by the name +of the "cow-house."</p> + +<p>A short time before the return of the column +to Delhi, he applied for a few weeks' leave, in +order to join his wife, who had come down from +Simla to Umbâla.</p> + +<p>On November 3d he wrote to his sister from +Umbâla:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +After nearly six months of separation, I was happy +enough to get back here yesterday night, and find my +wife well, and all but recovered from the effects of her +frightful accident, the most wonderful escape, perhaps, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_380" id="Page_380">380</a></span> +from imminent peril ever recorded. I take the first +holiday I have had since the 15th May, to write a few +lines to you, my dearest sister, to say what deep and +real pleasure and comfort your letters bring to me, +amidst danger and toil and fatigue; and how cheering +it is to feel that, come what may, I am sure of your +loving sympathy and constant affection. I received +yesterday your letter of the 4th May, and could not but +be most forcibly struck with the contrast between my +circumstances individually, and those of the country, +then and now. No one will rejoice more than yourself +at the sudden change, and at the tolerable success +which has been permitted to my labors....</p> + +<p><i>Nov. 15th.</i>—Here my pen was arrested by the news +that the mail was gone. In these days all regularity +is set at defiance, and again we have been startled by +a notice to send our letters within half an hour, and +that, too, in the midst of preparation for a hurried return +to Delhi and Meerut, to rejoin my regiment. We +march at once to join Sir Colin Campbell and the +army assembling at Cawnpore for the reconquest of +Lucknow.</p> + +<p>I am getting on famously with my regiment; men +of good family and fighting repute are really flocking to +my standard,<a name="FNanchor_61" id="FNanchor_61" href="#Footnote_61" class="fnanchor">[61]</a> and before the end of the year I hope +to have 1,000 horsemen under my command. +</p> + +</div> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_381" id="Page_381">381</a></span></p> + +<div class="blockquot"> + +<p> +I had a letter the other day from ——, at Calcutta, +from which I learn that at last the truth is beginning +to dawn on the minds of men in power regarding me. +They now say that my remonstrance will be placed on +record for preservation, "not for justification, which it is +fully admitted was not required," and that "no higher +testimonials were ever produced."</p> + +<p>How much I have to be thankful for, not only for +restored position and means for future distinction, but +for safety and preservation during this terrible war, and +for my dear wife's escape.</p> + +<p>You must not misunderstand my silence. I was compelled +to leave the task of writing letters to Susie; I had +barely time to keep her assured of my safety from day +to day. +</p> +</div> + +<p>On the 2d December, "Hodson's Horse" were +ordered to join a movable column under Colonel +Thomas Seaton, C. B., proceeding down the +country towards Cawnpore, in charge of an immense +convoy of supplies of all kinds for the +Commander-in-Chief's army. The convoy was +calculated to extend over fifteen miles of road,—hackeries +of grain, camels, elephants, horses,—and +but 1,500 men and four guns to protect them +all. At Allygurh the forces, marching respectively +from Delhi and Meerut, united on the 11th. +On the following day Colonel Seaton, leaving +the convoy under the protection of the guns of +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_382" id="Page_382">382</a></span> +the fort, proceeded by forced marches to look +after some large parties of the rebel army who +were encamped in the Doâb.</p> + +<p>On the 10th, my brother wrote to his wife +from</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left25"> +<span class="smcap">Camp Somna</span>, <i>14 miles from Allygurh, Dec. 10th</i>.</p> + +<p>After four days of forced marches we joined the column +this morning, and march on to Allygurh to-morrow. +We have been quite out of the way of letters, both going +and coming, until to-day. The "enemy," who were supposed +to have been in our front at Khasgunge, have all +disappeared, and there seems to be no immediate prospect +of our finding another. Alfred Light marched down +with me from Meerut to this place, and now goes on with +Colonel Seaton as orderly officer, I am glad to say. We +have a frightful convoy and crowd, but I hope not for +long. The head-quarter people, Colonels Keith, Young, +Becher, and Congreve, are with us. It is said that our +friend Napier is to be Adjutant-General of the army,—delightful, +if true. I have only just got my tent up, and +it is nearly dark, so I can only say that I am safe and +well.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Allygurh</span>, <i>Dec. 11th</i>.—We arrived here early this +morning, and I found Major Eld commanding and Arthur +Cocks doing Commissioner. Everything perfectly quiet +in the neighborhood, and no large gathering of Pandies +anywhere near. There is a small party at Khasgunge, +and I hope we may be lucky enough to find them, but I +doubt their waiting for us. Meantime we are to march +down the Trunk Road, halting here to-morrow. I cannot +get over our parting, each separation seems a greater +wrench than the last. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_383" id="Page_383">383</a></span></p> + +<p>Of public news there is none, but one broad fact, that +since the 12th ultimo no news have been received from +Lucknow, and not a word even from Cawnpore since the +25th. This necessarily excites alarm, but still my impression +is, that though our people may be surrounded +with a close cordon of disaffected and rebellious men, +who cut off all communication, yet that any serious harm +can happen to a force of 8,000 or 9,000 Europeans I will +not readily believe. I have 596 sabres with me now, 50 +more coming from Delhi, besides the 140 with Gough,—not +so bad that.</p> + +<p><i>Dec. 12th.</i>—We hear to-day from Agra that the ladies +and sick and wounded from Lucknow and Cawnpore +have been sent down to Allahabad, and the Gwalior Contingent +beaten. The Commander-in-Chief is at Cawnpore, +and troops will be assembling there enough to put +down all opposition, and open the road to Calcutta. We +march to-morrow morning from hence, leaving the "<i>impedimenta</i>" +behind here until we can ascertain that the +road is clear; when it is so, all will move on. We have +fifteen guns, mostly 9-pounders, with our small but compact +force. Major Eld joins us with a part of his garrison, +and Colonel Farquhar brings 300 Belooches, 200 +Affghans, and two guns to our aid. We shall be 2,500 +fighting men, and the "fathers of rebels" will hardly +stomach so much as that! Colonel Seaton is doing admirably, +very firm and very wide awake; so all will, I +doubt not, go well.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Julâlee</span>, <i>Dec. 13th</i>.—Your letter, inclosing our darling +sister's, found us lying in the dust, with a pea-soup +atmosphere of fine sand all around, discussing hot tea and +eggs, just as I had returned from a <i>reconnoissance</i> to the +front, in virtue of my being the big eye and ear of the +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_384" id="Page_384">384</a></span> +camp.... The paragraph in the <i>Lahore Chronicle</i> was +too absurd, and beneath my notice; but to please you +and Macdowell I consented to his saying anything he +pleased on the subject. Naturally, I must err sometimes +in judgment, even with prayer for my aid; but I never +swerve from my one and only aim, to do my duty as well +and strictly as I can; so the praise or blame of men +affect me less than if I took public opinion and not conscience +for my guide. But <i>apropos</i> of the newspapers, +Arthur Cocks tells me that the <i>Friend of India</i> has apologized +for its strictures on my conduct <i>in re</i> the Shahzadahs; +so let that satisfy you, for nothing I could write, or +my friends for me, could ever be half so effectual as the +<i>Friend's</i> voluntary <i>amende</i>.... I intended to have +written much to-day, but I was waked at 3 <span class="smcap">a. m.</span>, marched +soon after, and with the exception of the dusty breakfast +(cheered by my letters), I was in the saddle till half-past +2 <span class="smcap">p. m.</span> Then regimental business, washed and dressed, +then threw myself on my bed for half an hour till dinner, +after which we get to bed as soon as we can, and up +again at 3 <span class="smcap">a. m.</span>, so there is not much time for what I +want to do of private matters. There's a history of a +day in camp.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Camp, Gungeree</span>, <i>Dec. 14th</i>.—I have only time to +say that I am safe and well, though we have had a hard +fight. The enemy's cavalry, with three guns and some +infantry, came on from Bilaram to meet us this morning +after breakfast,—about 800 horsemen and a mob of +foot,—but our guns soon stopped their progress, and +then the Carabineers and Lancers charged straight down +on them in the most magnificent style, capturing all three +of their guns at a dash! I grieve to say, however, that +they paid most dearly for their splendid courage. All +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_385" id="Page_385">385</a></span> +their officers went down. Captain Wardlaw, Mr. Hudson, +and Mr. Vyse, all killed, and Head, of the Lancers, +badly wounded. The infantry were not engaged at all. +<i>We</i> attacked their flying cavalry and footmen on the left, +and made very short work of all we could catch. I lost +a fine old Resaldar, our dear old friend Mohammed Reza +Khan's brother. None of my officers hurt; but my +horse (Rufus this time) got a cut.<a name="FNanchor_62" id="FNanchor_62" href="#Footnote_62" class="fnanchor">[62]</a></p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Camp near Puttialee</span>, <i>17th</i>.—I have but time for +one line again to say that "all's well." We have been +on our horses for eleven hours! The enemy had the +boldness to await our arrival here in great force and +partly intrenched. We attacked them soon after 8 <span class="smcap">a. m.</span>, +they firing aimlessly at us as we advanced, our guns coming +into play with fine effect. I then dashed into their +camp with my regiment, Bishop's troop of Artillery +actually charging with us like cavalry fairly into their +camp! We drove them through camp and town, and +through gardens, fields, and lanes, capturing every gun +and all their ammunition and baggage. We pushed on +for six or seven miles, and read them a terrible lesson. +The Carabineers and my men alone must have killed some +500 or 600 at least, all sowars and fanatics. We wound +up by killing the Nawâb, who led them on his elephant, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_386" id="Page_386">386</a></span> +after a long chase and an ingenious struggle, in which he +was fairly pulled out of his houdah. I am very tired, +but delighted with our day's work on Seaton's account. +We have captured thirteen guns and entirely dispersed +the enemy. He ought to be made a K. C. B. for this.<a name="FNanchor_63" id="FNanchor_63" href="#Footnote_63" class="fnanchor">[63]</a></p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Puttialee</span>, <i>19th</i>.—I have just returned from a twenty-five +miles' ride reconnoitring towards the ghâts of the +Ganges, and breakfasted <i>al fresco</i> at 1¼ <span class="smcap">p. m.</span>; so I am +not too fresh, as you may imagine, after the last few days +of hard work and hard galloping. Colonel Seaton tells +me that he wrote to you after our very successful action +here. He does all his work so well and pleasantly that +it is a pleasure to work under him. We have a very +compact force and capital officers, so everything goes on +smoothly and comfortably. The remnant of the gentry +we thrashed here seem never to have stopped running +since. Another party have, however, crossed over from +Rohilcund, and are said to be coming our way. I only +wish they may.</p> + +<p><i>Dec. 20th.</i>—We march back to-morrow, and shall be +at Etah on the Grand Trunk Road on the 24th, when the +convoy will come on to rejoin us. I have ascertained +that the result of our affair here has been to drive the +whole of the rebels out of the country between this and +Futtehgurh.</p> + +<p>From Etah we shall disperse the Mynpooree party, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_387" id="Page_387">387</a></span> +and then I think there will be no rebels left in the Doâb +save at Futtehgurh, and those the Commander-in-Chief +will dispose of.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Khasgunge</span>, <i>23d</i>.—The more we move in this direction, +the more do we realize of the satisfactory results of +our expedition and our fight of the 17th. It really was +a very complete affair, and had it been done under the +eyes of the Commander-in-Chief, I should have been +made a colonel. However, I can but admit that every +disposition exists here to give me (perhaps more than) +my due. To-day we have for the first time heard of the +Commander-in-Chief's movements. He comes up in two +columns, <i>viâ</i> the Grand Trunk Road, and <i>viâ</i> the Jumna +towards Mynpooree. We shall be at the latter place on +Christmas day, I hope, and clear out the remainder of the +rebels who may still be lurking about the roads and villages. +We caught yesterday one of the rebel leaders, an +old Resaldar, covered with honors, pension, and dignity +by our Government! These rascals are as impervious to +gratitude as they are ignorant of truth. The neighborhood +of Futtehgurh has brought vividly home to me the +horrors committed, and the dreadful fate of poor Tudor +Tucker, his wife, children, and the other victims, is ever +before me; it often recalls a sterner judgment when we +feel inclined to <i>spare</i>.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Etah</span>, <i>Dec. 24th</i>.—We got here after an eighteen +miles' march, and hear that the Chief was to leave Cawnpore +"in a few days" from the 14th, and would move up +the Grand Trunk Road with one column, sending another +to skirt the Jumna. General Windham is said to be +coming up to take the divisional command at Umbâla.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Mullown, Christmas Day.</span>—There seems a fatality +against our spending these anniversaries together; but +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_388" id="Page_388">388</a></span> +my heart is full of deep and earnest prayer for you and +all my loved ones, and I try to hope that our next Christmas +may be spent <i>at home</i>.</p> + +<p>We march to Kerowlee to-morrow, and shall be at +Mynpooree on the 27th, there to halt for a few days, +until the convoy is collected and we can hear from the +Commander-in-Chief. We have just heard that Mayhew +is the new Adjutant-General, and Norman, Deputy. This +last is a splendid thing, and shows Sir Colin's determination +to put the right man in the right place, in spite of all +the red tape and seniority systems in the world! I can +hear nothing of our dear friend Napier, but I suppose he +is with Sir James Outram.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Mynpooree</span>, <i>December 27th</i>.—We have just returned +from a sixteen miles' pursuit of the rebel force posted in +front of this place. They only waited until the Horse +Artillery guns opened on them, and then fled precipitately, +so we had to ride hard to overtake them. They +flung away their arms, and became simple villagers with +astonishing rapidity; it would have done credit to the +stage. No one hurt but two of my sowars. We have +got all their guns (six in number), and the Doâb is clear +now to Futtehgurh.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Mynpooree</span>, <i>December 28th</i>.—The Commander-in-Chief +had not left Cawnpore on the 16th, but was to do +so very soon; we hope to hear of him. Please send the +inclosed notes to the ladies to whom they are addressed, +and if they like to inclose me any <i>miniature</i> replies, I +will take care they are safely forwarded to their husbands.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Mynpooree</span>, <i>December 29th</i>.—I <i>have</i> spoken about +poor Wardlaw's effects, and Mrs. ——'s kind offer was +accepted gladly; but a reference to Meerut was necessary, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_389" id="Page_389">389</a></span> +and I have not yet had a final answer. Poor fellow! +never was a more gallant charge than the last he +led, and I agree with his brother officers that "a kinder +friend, a more gallant soldier, and a better comrade, +never stepped than George Wardlaw." Both his death +and that of his comrade, Mr. Hudson, were perhaps unnecessary,—by +which I mean that a better acquaintance +with their enemy might have saved both. The former, +after the charge, dashed single-handed—with a cheer—into +a knot of matchlock-men waiting to receive him, and +was shot dead instantly. Had he gathered together only +half a dozen dragoons, he might have ridden over them. +The other (Hudson) was shot by a wretched fugitive +lying prostrate in a field. Not understanding their tactics, +he rode up to him and halted, thus offering a fair +mark for the villain's ready musket. He was a son of +the ex-Railway King.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Mynpooree</span>, <i>December 30th</i>, 6 <span class="smcap">a. m.</span>—I am just +starting for the Chief's camp, which is at or near +Goorsahaigunge, some forty miles from hence. I am +taking despatches from Colonel Seaton, and to see that +the road is clear. I hope to be back to dinner. Mac +goes with me.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Bewar, Grand Trunk Road</span>, <i>December 31st</i>.—Yesterday, +I rode with Mac to the Commander-in-Chief's +camp. It was farther off than I had been led to believe, +and I had to go fifty-four miles to reach him. I found +him wonderfully fresh and well, and met with a most +cordial and hearty welcome from him, General Mansfield, +and, in fact, from all. Gough, Bruce, and Mackinnon, all +fat and well. I was much pleased with all I heard and +saw; the sight of the sailors and the Highlanders did my +eyes and heart good. Such dear, wild-looking fellows as +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_390" id="Page_390">390</a></span> +these Jack-tars are, but so respectful and proper in conduct +and manner. Our dear Napier is wounded, I grieve +to say, though, thank God! not badly, and is left behind +at Cawnpore. So I am gazetted a <i>Captain</i> at last! All +the letters, papers, and despatches relative to Delhi have +been published, and I am again thanked in despatches by +the Governor-General.... Sir Colin was very complimentary, +and my men, under Gough, have won great +distinction and universal praise. I rejoiced to see my +old friend Norman in his proper place, the <i>de facto</i> Adjutant-General +of the army; and Hope Grant has done +everything admirably. We Punjaubee cavalry folks are +quite "the thing" just now.... We had a narrow +escape yesterday from a party of the enemy crossing the +road <i>en route</i> from the southward to Futtehgurh; they +attacked my sowars after we (Mac and I) had ridden on, +and killed one of them, and wounded several. Coming +back at night, we passed quite close to the enemy's +bivouac, hearing their voices distinctly; but by taking it +quietly, and riding on soft ground, we got past unmolested +and into Bewar (to which place Seaton moved up this +morning) by 3 <span class="smcap">a. m.</span>, having dined with the Commander-in-Chief +last evening. We had ridden ninety-four miles +since six in the morning. I, seventy-two on one horse, +my gallant Rufus. We astonished the head-quarter +people not a little. +</p> +</div> + +<p>I am again indebted to the pen of Lieutenant +Macdowell, for a fuller account of the hairbreadth +escape which he and my brother had in the course +of this ride, in which they so gallantly and successfully +opened communication between the two +forces. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_391" id="Page_391">391</a></span></p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left55"> +"<span class="smcap">Camp, Bewar</span>, <i>Jan. 1st, 1858</i>.</p> + +<p>"You know we took Mynpooree on the 27th. We +halted that day and the two following. On the night of +the 29th, Hodson came into my tent, about nine o'clock, +and told me a report had come in that the Commander-in-Chief +had arrived with his forces at Goorsahaigunge, +about thirty-eight miles from Mynpooree, and that he had +volunteered to ride over to him with despatches, asking +me at the same time if I would accompany him. Of +course I consented at once, and was very much gratified +by his selecting me as his companion. At 6 <span class="smcap">a. m.</span> the +next morning we started, with seventy-five sowars of +our own regiment. I do not wish to enhance the danger +of the undertaking, but shall merely tell you that since +Brigadier Grant's column moved down this road towards +Lucknow, it had been closed against all Europeans; that +we were not certain if the Commander-in-Chief's camp +was at Goorsahaigunge (which uncertainty was verified, +as you will see); and that, to say the least of it, there +was a chance of our falling in with roving bands of the +enemy.<a name="FNanchor_64" id="FNanchor_64" href="#Footnote_64" class="fnanchor">[64]</a></p> + +<p>"We started at 6 <span class="smcap">a. m.</span>, and reached Bewar all safe, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_392" id="Page_392">392</a></span> +fourteen miles from our camp. Here we halted, and ate +sandwiches, and then, leaving fifty men to stay till our +return, pushed on to Chibberamow, fourteen miles farther +on. Here we made another halt, and then, leaving the +remaining twenty-five men behind, we pushed on by ourselves, +unaccompanied, for Goorsahaigunge, where we +hoped to find the Commander-in-Chief. On arriving +there (a fourteen miles' stage), we found the Commander-in-Chief +was at Meerun-ke-Serai, fifteen miles farther +on. This was very annoying; but there was no help for +it, so we struck out for it as fast as we could, the more so +as we heard that the enemy, 700 strong, with four guns, +was within two miles of us. We arrived at Meerun-ke-Serai +at 4 <span class="smcap">a. m.</span>, and found the camp there all right. We +were received most cordially by all, and not a little surprised +were they to hear where we had come from. +Hodson was most warmly received by Sir Colin Campbell, +and was closeted with him till dinner-time. Meanwhile, +I sought out some old friends, and amused myself +with looking at the novel sight of English sailors employed +with heavy guns. I also went to see the Highlanders, +and magnificent fellows they are, with their bonnets +and kilts, looking as if they could eat up all the +Pandies in India. A summons to the Commander-in-Chief's +table called me away, and off I went to dinner, +when I found Hodson seated by Sir Colin, and carrying +on a most animated conversation with him. We had a +very pleasant dinner, and at 8 <span class="smcap">p. m.</span> started on our long +ride (fifty-four miles) back. We arrived at Goorsahaigunge +all safe, and pushed on at once for the next stage, +Chibberamow. When we had got half way, we were +stopped by a native, who had been waiting in expectation +of our return. God bless him! I say, and I am sure you +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_393" id="Page_393">393</a></span> +will say so too when you have read all. He told us +that a party of the enemy had attacked our twenty-five +sowars at Chibberamow, cut up some, and beaten back +the rest, and that there was a great probability some of +them (the enemy) were lurking about the road to our +front. This was pleasant news, was it not?—twenty +miles from the Commander-in-Chief's camp, thirty from +our own; time, midnight; scene, an open road; <i>dramatis +personæ</i>, two officers armed with swords and revolvers, +and a howling enemy supposed to be close at hand. We +deliberated what we should do, and Hodson decided we +should ride on at all risks. 'At the worst,' he said, 'we +can gallop back; but we'll try and push through.' The +native came with us, and we started. I have seen a few +adventures in my time, but must confess this was the +most trying one I had ever engaged in. It was a piercingly +cold night, with a bright moon and a wintry sky, +and a cold wind every now and then sweeping by and +chilling us to the very marrow. Taking our horses off +the hard road on to the side where it was soft, so that the +noise of their footfalls could be less distinctly heard, we +silently went on our way, anxiously listening for every +sound that fell upon our ears, and straining our sight to +see if, behind the dark trees dotted along the road, we +could discern the forms of the enemy waiting in ambush +to seize us. It was indeed an anxious time. We proceeded +till close to Chibberamow. 'They are there,' +said our guide in a whisper, pointing to a garden in a +clump of trees to our right front. Distinctly we heard +a faint hum in the distance;—whether it was the enemy, +or whether our imagination conjured up the sound, I +know not. We slowly and silently passed through the +village, in the main street of which we saw the dead body +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_394" id="Page_394">394</a></span> +of one of our men lying stark and stiff and ghastly in +the moonlight; and on emerging from the other side, dismissed +our faithful guide, with directions to come to our +camp,—and then, putting spurs to our horses, we galloped +for the dear life to Bewar, breathing more freely +as every stride bore us away from the danger now happily +past. We reached Bewar at about two o'clock <span class="smcap">a. m.</span>, +and found a party of our men sent out to look for us. +Our troopers had ridden in to say they had been attacked +and driven back, and that we had gone on alone, and all +concluded we must fall into the hands of the enemy. +We flung ourselves down on charpoys and slept till daylight, +when our column marched in, and we received the +hearty congratulations of all on our escape. What do +you think of it? The man whose information gave us +such timely warning, and thereby prevented our galloping +on, by which we should certainly have excited the attention +of the enemy, has been very handsomely rewarded, +and obtained employment.</p> + +<p>"It appears from the reports afterwards received, that +the party that cut up our men were fugitives from Etawah, +where a column of ours, under General Walpole, +had arrived. They consisted of about 1,500 men, with +seven guns, and were proceeding to Futtypore. We rode +in at one end of Chibberamow in the morning;—they +rode in at the other. They saw us, but we did not see +them, as we were on unfavorable ground. Thinking we +were the advanced guard of our column, they retired +hastily to a village some two coss off. Meanwhile, Hodson +and I, unconscious of their vicinity, rode on. They sent +out scouts, and ascertained that only twenty-five of our +sowars were in the village, upon which they resumed +their march, sending a party to cut up our men, and, I +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_395" id="Page_395">395</a></span> +suppose, to wait for our return. All Hodson said when +we were at Bewar, and safe, was 'By George! Mac, I'd +give a good deal for a cup of tea,' and immediately went +to sleep. He is the coolest hand I have ever yet met. +We rode ninety-four miles. Hodson rode seventy-two on +one horse, the little dun, and I rode Alma seventy-two +miles also." +</p> +</div> + +<p>Colonel Seaton, in a letter written shortly afterwards +to Mrs. Hodson, thus describes the anxiety +he felt:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left65"> +"<span class="smcap">Mahomedabad</span>, <i>Jan. 5th</i>.</p> + +<p>"Oh, what a fright I was in the night before we +marched from Mynpooree. Your husband knew that I +was most anxious to communicate with the Commander-in-Chief, +and volunteered to ride across, and as Mr. Cocks +said that he had most positive information that the Commander-in-Chief +was at Goorsahaigunge, I consented. +He started at daybreak, taking a strong party of his own +regiment.</p> + +<p>"At sunset, one of his men returned, saying that he +and Macdowell had left a party at Chibberamow, and +ridden forward; that the party had subsequently been +surprised by the enemy, and cut up.</p> + +<p>"At first, this seemed most alarming, yet I had the +greatest faith in his consummate prudence and skill. I +knew Macdowell was with him, and I said to myself, 'If +those two are not sharp enough to dodge the black fellows, +why the d—— is in it.' But still I could not help +feeling most uneasy, and saying, 'Oh, dear! what should +I say to his poor wife!' I did not sleep one wink all +night. In the morning a sowar galloped in with a note +from him. Oh, what a relief to my mind! +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_396" id="Page_396">396</a></span></p> + +<p>"The day before yesterday, we rode over together to +the Commander-in-Chief's camp at Goorsahaigunge, and +found he had moved on four miles beyond the Kalee +Nuddee. We followed, and came in for the tail of a +fight, as there were still some dropping shots. I was +received with great cordiality by the Commander-in-Chief, +and warmly congratulated on our successes.</p> + +<p>"Your gallant husband has now left me, and I find it +most painful to part, for he is a warm friend and true +soldier; always ready with his pen, his sword, or his +counsel at my slightest wish; indeed, he often anticipated +my wishes, as if he could divine what I wanted. I +missed his cheerful manly face at my breakfast this morning, +and am not in a good-humor at all to-day." +</p> +</div> + +<p>In a letter to England of the same date, my +brother says:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +At last, after twelve years' service, I am a Captain +regimentally from the 14th September last; poor Major +Jacobs' death after the assault having given me my promotion,—dearly +purchased by the death of such a man! +I have much to be thankful for, not only for the most +unhoped-for escapes from wounds and death, but for the +position I now occupy, and for the appreciation my work +has received from those in power. My new regiment +has done good service, and got much <span class="greek" title="kudos">κῦδος</span>. +</p> +</div> + +<p>On January 1, 1858, he writes to his wife from</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +<span class="smcap">Camp, Bewar.</span>—I must write a few lines on this +<i>jour de l'an</i>, though they will be but few, as we start +shortly for the Commander-in-Chief's camp at Goorsahaigunge, +twenty-eight miles off,—the "we" means +Colonel Seaton, Light, and myself. I do hope it will +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_397" id="Page_397">397</a></span> +then be decided when we are to join the Chief, which, for +many reasons, I am most anxious to do. Macdowell +wrote you a capital account of our expedition to Meerun-ke-Serai, +which you will get before this reaches you. He +is <i>game</i> to the backbone, but he has not the physical +stamina for such an adventure as that. I am sorry to +say I lost three of my men killed and four wounded, and +my horse, saddle and bridle (English), were lost. I wish +you could coax —— out of that horse he got of General +Anson; life and more than life sometimes depends on +being well mounted.</p> + +<p><i>January 3d.</i>—We did not get back from Goorsahaigunge +till two this morning, very weary and tired, and +now comes an order, just as I am sitting down to write, +for my regiment to march at once to join the Chief's +camp near Futtehgurh; so I am again reduced to the +mere announcement that I am safe and well. I have just +heard that the rebels have bolted from Futtehgurh.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Futtehgurh</span>, <i>4th January</i>.—A night-march of +twenty-five miles, tents up at 1 <span class="smcap">p. m.</span>, after which breakfast, +and two interviews with the Chief and his staff, +have not left me much daylight or time for the post. +Futtehgurh was abandoned as I foretold, and our troops +are all concentrating here, not a shot having been fired. +We remain here a few days, but a few inglorious but +needful burning expeditions will probably be all we shall +have to do. Our dear friend Napier is recovered, or +nearly so, from his wound. I hope he will join the +Chief, who appreciates him as he deserves.</p> + +<p><i>January 5th.</i>—The anniversary of the most blessed +event in my life again to be spent in absence.... I see +no chance just yet of any vigorous action by which the +war might be concluded, and we released from this toilsome +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_398" id="Page_398">398</a></span> +campaign. The Commander-in-Chief is tied by +red tape, and obliged to wait the orders of Government +as to where he is to go! Are our rulers <i>still</i> infatuated? +You complain of the shortness of my letters, and with +justice; but the most important business, often the safety +of the force, depends on my doing my duty unflinchingly. +Colonel Seaton dines with me to-day to drink your health +on this <i>our</i> day. I have spoken for Reginald<a name="FNanchor_65" id="FNanchor_65" href="#Footnote_65" class="fnanchor">[65]</a> to come +and do duty with him; but I fear that "Seaton's fighting +column" has sunk in the sea of this great camp, but I +will do my best to get the dear boy down here.</p> + +<p><i>6th.</i>—We march to-day, with a brigade under Colonel +Adrian Hope, on some punishing expeditions. I hope to +return in three or four days, and where we go next is +not known. Seaton has subsided for the present into +the simple Colonel of Fusiliers, which seems hard enough +after all he has done. I hope they will soon give him a +brigade.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Camp, Shumshabad</span>, <i>January 7th</i>.—Here we are on +the move again! Colonel Hope's brigade, consisting of +the 42d and 73d Highlanders, 2d Punjaub Infantry, a +Royal Artillery battery, two guns Bengal H. A., a squadron +of Lancers, and half my men—a splendid little +force with nothing to do I fear but pull down houses, the +owners of which have all escaped. We are only a few +miles from the place to which we pursued the enemy +from Puttialee, and had Colonel Seaton been allowed to +push on <i>then</i>, we should have caught and punished these +rascals as they deserved. Brigadier Hope is a very fine +fellow and a pleasant; about my age, or younger if anything, +though, of course, longer in the army. When he +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_399" id="Page_399">399</a></span> +knows more of India he will do very well indeed, I +should think. Wise, Macdowell, Gough the younger, +and a Mr. Cockerell, are with me. I can make out +nothing of our probable plans, or rather of the Chief's. +"Waiting for orders" seems to be the order of the day. +If something is not speedily decided, the hot weather will +be on us before our work is over, and this would tell terribly +on us all.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Camp, Kaimgunge</span>, <i>January 8th</i>.—We remain here +to-morrow, and then return, I fancy, to head-quarters. I +can bear up manfully against absence and separation +when we are actually doing anything; but when I see +nothing doing towards an end, I confess my heart sinks, +and my spirit hungers after rest. I should be very, very +glad if dear Maynard would make up her mind to join +you. It would be a real comfort to me to think that we +had been able to do anything towards contributing to her +peace or comfort. Independently of my sincere regard +for her, she is her father's daughter, and I owe him too +much gratitude and reverence not to desire to show it in +every way to all of the name and blood of Thomason.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Kaimgunge</span>, <i>January 10th</i>.—Our time has been taken +up with riding about the country after Whippoorwills, +which elude our search and grasp, the only consolation +being fine exercise in a fine country. Will you ask +Lord W. Hay whether, if the report of his going home +be true, he will resell me the mules? I should be most +thankful to get them again, and twice the number; they +are much better for baggage than ponies, carry larger +loads, and do not knock up so soon.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Camp, Futtehgurh</span>, <i>January 12th</i>.—We returned +from our brief expedition this morning, not having effected +much, though we frightened many, I have no doubt. I +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_400" id="Page_400">400</a></span> +was just talking to Colonel Hope (himself an old 60th +man), about my dear good friend Douglas, when I got +your letter inclosing his most welcome one. How rejoiced +I shall be if he returns to India with his battalion! +I quite long to see him once more. Indeed, as time goes +on, old ties of affection and friendship seem to unite themselves +more intimately with newer and dearer ones, and +my heart pines more and more for home and all which +nought but home can give.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Futtehgurh</span>, <i>January 14th</i>.—I was unhappily so +much delayed by a tedious review yesterday morning, +and an interview with the Chief afterwards, that I did +not get to my tent till after post-time, though I am thankful +to say I found some very precious missives,—the +dear girls' letters were a treat indeed, and gave me very +real pleasure. I am beginning to hope that I shall have +my previous services recognized; for although I do not +know that any record of the promise of a majority was +down in Leadenhall Street, still Lord Dalhousie's promise +was distinct, and there is evidently every desire on +our present Chief's part to do me justice. You ask +about my position here, and do not quite understand how +the safety of the camp can depend on my vigilance. +This referred not to this camp, but to Colonel Seaton's +(now at last a Brigadier), where I not only was Assistant +Quartermaster-General, but had all the outposts to +furnish. <i>Here</i> I am desired to continue my intelligence +business; but there is another officer (Captain Bruce) +actually in charge of the department. I suppose it is +intended rather to employ me when detached from the +main force, as the other day under Brigadier Hope. +However, I am at present in charge of all in Captain +Bruce's absence, and my continuing it or not depends +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_401" id="Page_401">401</a></span> +very much on circumstances. Nothing can be kinder or +more cordial than the Commander-in-Chief and General +Mansfield. We seem destined to halt here at present; +half the day has been occupied in changing ground. So +when one can't get one's tent pitched till 1 or 2 <span class="smcap">p. m.</span>, +there is little time for writing for a post closing at 5, considering +that business and eating and washing have to be +performed. I must try and write more to-night.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Camp on the Ramgunga</span>, <i>January 15th</i>.—I left off +my last letter with a promised intention of writing more +last night, but the result of dining with the Chief was, +that I was kept up so late and had to rise so early that I +was fain to carry my weary limbs to bed at once. We +have been occupied all day in getting down here from the +big camp at Futtehgurh some ten miles off, so that I am +again perforce obliged to renew instead of fulfilling my +promise. You will hear of me before this reaches you; +General Grant and Majors Norman and Turner having +taken wing to Umbâla for a few days. They have had +no holiday since May, and heartily deserved one, though +I must confess I did feel a little envious when I saw +them off. What would not I give for home once more!</p> + +<p>We are here to force a passage across the Ramgunga, +a confluent of the Ganges on the road to Bareilly; but +it does not follow that we shall go there when the passage +is open. Brigadier Walpole commands, and we have +enough troops to eat up Rohilcund; whether we (<i>i.e.</i>, +my regiment) partake of the "finish" in Oude or not, no +one can pretend to foretell.</p> + +<p>Colonel Becher will be at Umbâla soon, on his way +home. You will be kind to him I am sure, both because +you like him personally, and because he has been +most kind and considerate to me. It was very ungracious +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_402" id="Page_402">402</a></span> +as well as ungraceful, that his name was not +mentioned in the Despatches as it ought to have been; +but he is not the only one who has cause to complain of +the "ungraciousness" of our Delhi General.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Camp on the Ramgunga</span>, <i>January 17th</i>.—We are +still in the same undignified attitude of looking at nothing +and doing as little; but the halt has been very useful +to me in the way of getting through business, and I +have hardly stirred from my table all day. The plundering +propensities of some of my men have given me +much occupation and annoyance, as I always feel that +the ill-conduct of a regiment must more or less reflect +on the officers. The rascals will not discriminate between +an enemy's property, which is fair game, and that +of the villagers and cultivators of the soil. I have several +times been obliged to bring them up with a sharp +hand to save myself from discredit. I sent three sowars +to-day to the Brigadier with evidence and proof enough +to hang them, but he begged me to dispose of the matter +summarily myself; but as I did not choose to be judge, +jury, and hangman all in one, they saved their lives at +the expense of their backs, though I believe the punishment +was greater to me than to them, for I abhor flogging, +and never resort to it but in the extremest cases. +Still I must be obeyed by these wild hordes <i>coute qui +coute</i>; and when reason and argument fail, they must +learn that I will not weakly refrain from sterner measures. +I am happy to find Sir Colin ready to back me +<i>à l'outrance</i> so as to maintain discipline. Have you +written to our dear friends Napier and Prendergast yet? +The latter is in Calcutta with his bride long ago. Sir +James Outram and Napier have given Mister Pandy a +glorious thrashing at Alumbagh. Hurrah! +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_403" id="Page_403">403</a></span></p> + +<p><i>January 19th.</i>—I had to go over to see the Chief, +yesterday, and did not return till night. I also saw good +Colonel Seaton and Becher, who (the last) starts in a +day or two for home and England. I did know about +Mr. Wemyss's good appointment, for Sir Colin good-naturedly +gave me the letter to take to him. Wemyss is +a lucky fellow, and will, I hope, do credit to his luck. +I only wish I had some family interest to bring into +play; my lieutenant-colonelcy would be certain. H. +Maxwell is to be the new Adjutant of my dear old +regiment, and ought to make a good one; there is no +one now with the regiment who has any experience of +the work, and Maxwell is more likely to learn than +many; he has grown such a tall handsome fellow since +we saw him at Benares, and is said to be a fine soldier +in the field. Mac has a letter from Lord William speaking +with enthusiasm of the conduct of some of the ladies +during the Simla panics. He does not seem to be the +only one who thinks that heroism in the hills is confined +to the weaker sex. I am working to get some pay as +Assistant Quartermaster-General, in addition to my pay +as commandant, which the pay officer objects to, on the +ground that one man cannot draw the pay of two offices. +They should have had two men to do it then; for I +worked like a slave, and the laborer is worthy of his hire. +I saw and had a long talk with your "charming" Mr. +Raikes yesterday.</p> + +<p><i>January 22d.</i>—There has been no news of public +importance for some days, so I am taking advantage +of the halt and comparative idleness to work off arrears +of business and papers, and to prepare rolls and pay +abstracts for Captain Swinton's office. I have consequently +not been half a mile from my tent these two +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_404" id="Page_404">404</a></span> +days; moreover, I am resting my unlucky ankle, which +has given me much pain and trouble lately. I am +very glad Mr. Montgomery is at Umbâla. I am sure +you would tell him how grateful I have ever felt for his +assistance in raising my regiment; the two troops he +sent me I shall call Montgomery's troops, and the men +will like it too. I am sadly off for horses, so if you +really do not care to ride until "the sweet time of grace" +of our reunion, I shall be very thankful for Selim. +Will you ask Mr. Forsyth to ascertain for me by telegraph, +whether Mr. Eliot at Loodiana has sent off my +other troop from thence? I must try and get as many +of my men together as I can during this halt.</p> + +<p><i>23d.</i>—Our friend Colonel Seaton is to have command +of a district to be formed of Allygurh, Futtehgurh, +Mynpooree, and the post at Meerun-ke-Serai. It +is a very honorable and important post; but he would +prefer, and I for him, a more active command. I expect +the rest of the force will move into Oudh soon, and +I do trust to be at the ultimate capture of Lucknow, +which ought to earn me the Queen's Cross, if "deerin +do" can gain it.</p> + +<p><i>24th.</i>—They say we are to move soon, but no one +knows for certain, as I have not been into head-quarters +for some days; meantime my pen is busy, <i>very</i> busy, +with six months' arrears to work off, but I am getting +on at it famously.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Futtehgurh</span>, <i>26th</i>.—Late last night I was roused +up by an order to march in here at dawn, so here, accordingly, +we came; and now at 10 <span class="smcap">p. m.</span> we are off again, +on some expedition which will last us a few days.<a name="FNanchor_66" id="FNanchor_66" href="#Footnote_66" class="fnanchor">[66]</a> +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_405" id="Page_405">405</a></span> +The Chief sent for me as soon as we came in, and was +very communicative, and asked my opinion in most flattering +terms. I gave it honestly, and only hope he will +follow it, if we are to make an end of this business before +another hot season sets in. I fancy the whole force will +be in motion soon towards Oudh; but nothing is certainly +known as yet, except that we go to our old place +Shumshabad. Colonel Adrian Hope again commands +the brigade; we start almost immediately, and shall, I +hope, do something effective. +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +<span class="left25 smcap">Fort Futtehgurh</span>, <i>Jan. 28th</i>.<br /> +<span class="left45">(<i>Written with the left hand, in pencil.</i>)</span></p> + +<p>Though I sent you a telegram, I must manage a few +words by letter to tell you that there is not the very +slightest cause for alarm on my account, for I am really +quite well; only my right arm will be useless for some +weeks, but I can do my duty, and intend to march with +the Commander-in-Chief. What grieves me most is the +loss of poor Mac; he was invaluable to me as a brilliant +soldier, a true friend, and thorough gentleman,—I mourn +as for a brother.<a name="FNanchor_67" id="FNanchor_67" href="#Footnote_67" class="fnanchor">[67]</a></p> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_406" id="Page_406">406</a></span></p> + +<p><i>January 29th.</i>—My constant fear is that you should +be alarmed for me. I assure you there is not the slightest +occasion for anxiety. I have a cut on my hand, and +another sabre-cut over the forearm, but neither will be +of more than temporary inconvenience. I am obliged to +write with my left hand, <i>that is all</i>. I go about as usual, +and dined with the Chief last night. It was a splendid +little affair at Shumshabad, and our men and officers did +wonders, and have gained great credit. We charged a +large body of the enemy's cavalry, superior in numbers, +and all else, to ourselves. They fought us desperately, +returning twice to the charge. We then attacked their +infantry, all fanatics, who fought with the courage of despair. +Their loss must have been immense; but we have +lost one who outweighs them all. I cannot tell you how +much I feel it. We bury the dear fellow this evening +by the side of the murdered Tudor Tucker. +</p> +</div> + +<p>In a letter to England of the same date, he +says:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +<span class="left25 smcap">Camp, Futtehgurh</span>, <i>Jan. 31st, 1858</i>.<br /> +<span class="left45">(<i>Written with left hand.</i>)</span></p> + +<p>My usual fortune deserted me on the 27th, at Shumshabad, +for I got two sabre-cuts on my right arm, which +have reduced me to this very sinister style of writing + +(absit omen). We had a very stiff fight of it, as we +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_407" id="Page_407">407</a></span> +were far in advance of the rest of the troops, and had to +charge a very superior body of the mutineer cavalry; +but there was nothing for it but fighting, as, had we not +attacked them, they would have got in amongst our guns. +We were only three officers, and about 180 horsemen,—my +poor friend, and second in command, Macdowell, having +received a mortal wound a few minutes before we +charged. It was a terrible <i>mêlée</i> for some time, and we +were most wonderfully preserved. However, we gave +them a very proper thrashing, and killed their leaders. +Two out of the three of us were wounded, and five of +my men killed, and eleven wounded, besides eleven +horses. My horse had three sabre-cuts, and I got two, +which I consider a rather unfair share. The Commander-in-Chief +is very well satisfied, I hear, with the day's +work, and is profusely civil and kind to me. The force +moves on to-morrow towards Cawnpore and Lucknow, +which has at last to be conquered; for neither Outram, +Havelock, nor the Commander-in-Chief were able to effect +a footing in Lucknow. All they could do was to +bring away the Residency garrison. All the lion's share +of the work, in the six weeks which intervened between the +<i>soi-disant</i> relief of the Lucknow garrison by Havelock, +and the real one by the Commander-in-Chief, was done +by our friend Colonel Napier. He is the best man we +have left, now that poor Sir Henry Lawrence and Nicholson +are gone. The next is Major Tombs, or I am much +mistaken.... I hope to return to Umbâla when this +war is over, to be refitted and get my men trained and +drilled, which is very necessary. I do hope to be able to +get home and see your dear faces once more, as soon as +our great task is accomplished. I want a change, after +twelve years of work, and I want to try what home and +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_408" id="Page_408">408</a></span> +good treatment will do for my ankle, which is very bad; +in fact, I am unable to walk a hundred yards without +pain. Well, I think I have done pretty well with my +left hand. They say I shall be well in six weeks. <i>I</i> say +in ten days; I trust so. +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> +<p class="center"><i>To his Wife.</i></p> + +<div class="blockquot"> + +<p class="left65"><span class="smcap">Futtehgurh</span>, <i>Jan. 30th</i>.</p> + +<p>Mr. Raikes tells me that he wrote to you immediately +after the action at Shumshabad, lest you should be made +unhappy by report. This was most kind and thoughtful +of him; and I do hope, therefore, that among so many +kind friends you will have been spared any unnecessary +pain. Everybody is very complimentary; even men I +never spoke to before. A flattering rascal told me he +considered it an "honor (forsooth!) to shake even my +left hand." I might become too proud with so much notice, +but the memory of 1854-55 is ever before me. The +Commander-in-Chief has been unable to move as yet, for +many reasons, but I fancy we shall march ere long. I +am wonderfully well, and the big wound is actually closing +already! is not that famous?</p> + +<p><i>January 31st.</i>—I have been busy until post-time with +looking over poor Mac's things, and taking an inventory +of them for his mother. I am sure you will write to her +as soon as we can ascertain her address. We march on +towards Cawnpore to-morrow morning; it is a grief to +me to be disabled ever so little just at this time, but in a +very few days I shall be all right again.</p> + +<p><i>January 31st.</i>—The Chief wont let me go on just +yet, though I really am perfectly able to do so. I am not +a bit the worse for these wounds, beyond the temporary +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_409" id="Page_409">409</a></span> +inconvenience and disgust at being <i>hors de combat</i> in such +times as these. I look forward with the utmost pleasure +to seeing our friend Napier at Lucknow; I wish we +could hear from him. Inglis's despatch is, as you say, +most touching, and his conduct most admirable, as well +as hers. I always thought her a fine character.</p> + +<p><i>February 1st and 2d.</i>—I am really doing very well, +and the wounds are healing wonderfully fast. In ten +days I hope to use my arm; they threatened me with six +weeks! I have indeed cause for gratitude, not only for +my preservation from greater evil, but for this rapid recovery; +happily I was in good health at the time, and +these wounds depend almost entirely on the state of the +blood. I shall remain here until the day after to-morrow, +and then accompany Brigadier Walpole's brigade to +join the Chief at Cawnpore. Colonel Burn drives me +along in a buggy; for though I <i>can</i> ride, it is not advisable +to run the risk of a shake. Every one is most +kind; Sir Colin markedly so. We are to have prize +money for Delhi after all; this will please as well as benefit +the army, the soldiers not being over-well contented +with the six months' batta, thinking that was all they +were to get. It is hardly, perhaps, to be expected that +the masses should be satisfied with the mere consciousness +of having done their duty through such months of +suffering as those before Delhi.</p> + +<p>A soldier wrote upon the walls of the Delhi palace +(alluding to Lord Canning's foolish order about six +months' donation of batta, which is but thirty-six rupees +and some odd pence for each man):—</p> + +<p>"For the salvation of India, the British soldier gets +thirty-six rupees ten annas, or one rupee one anna per +battle;" adding:— +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_410" id="Page_410">410</a></span></p> + +<div class="poem"> +<p class="o1">"When danger's rife and wars are nigh,</p> +<p>God and the soldier's all the cry:</p> +<p>When wars are o'er and matters righted,</p> +<p>God is forgotten and the soldier slighted."</p> +</div> + +<p>Would you credit it? The Calcutta wiseacres sent up +orders to institute a strict inquiry who wrote this <i>jeu +d'esprit</i>. What nuts for the rascal who did it to see how +deep his hit had rankled!</p> + +<p><i>February 3d.</i>—I am overwhelmed with letters of congratulation, +which I can only acknowledge by a few lines +in this sinister writing. Light has written very warmly, +also Lord William; you must thank them both for me at +present, as we march for Cawnpore early in the morning. +So I shall be at the capture of Lucknow after all! and +after that may God restore us to each other to part no +more!</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Camp, Jellalabad, on the Grand Trunk Road</span>, +<i>February 5th</i>.—We shall be at Cawnpore in four days +more, I trust. Nothing can be more favorable than the +state of my wounds, and I have felt scarcely any inconvenience +from travelling. I am fortunate in having +Colonel Burn for a travelling companion; pleasant, intelligent, +and warm-hearted. He drives me in his buggy, +and we breakfast together <i>al fresco</i>. Fancy the Carabineers +of poor Captain Wardlaw's squadron sending a +deputation, headed by a sergeant, to say on the part of +the men how grieved they were that I was hurt, and to +express their hope that I should soon be well and in the +field again. I confess these things are more gratifying to +me than any mention in despatches.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Camp, Meerun-ke-Serai</span>, <i>February 6th</i>.—We had +a very trying march this morning, a gale of wind bringing +up clouds of dust and grit, which cut one's face and eyes +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_411" id="Page_411">411</a></span> +to pieces. I half wished I was a lady to wear a veil! +We overtook Maunsell, of the Engineers, who was so +badly wounded at Delhi, poor fellow; he is quite recovered, +but his handsome face a good deal disfigured by the +wound in his forehead. The Governor-General is at +Allahabad, and I believe Sir Colin is gone on to meet +him. I am doing well, and getting more handy in the +use of my left hand, but 'tis a cruel nuisance having only +one to resort to. The weather is getting warm very fast +in these parts, and I fear we shall have the hot weather +on us very soon. However, as soon as Lucknow has +finally fallen, I shall make every effort to get away to +organize and discipline my regiment, and for rest and +home for myself.</p> + +<p><i>February 8th.</i>—I go on into Cawnpore in the morning, +making two marches in one; my arm has not been +going on quite so well the last three days, owing, the +doctor says, to the sharp wind. The wound on the thumb +is nearly closed, and I shall be all right, I hope, after two +or three days' quiet at Cawnpore. The getting up in the +cold mornings is very trying, now that I am unable to +ride or walk to get warm.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Cawnpore</span>, <i>February 10th</i>.—I got here in good time +yesterday, but was kept constantly at work fomenting +this tiresome arm, which had got somewhat inflamed from +the effects of the journey. To-day we cross the river, and +encamp a mile or two on the other side, and there I hope +to halt for a few days. I found letters here from Calcutta, +and have had a visit from Charles Harland, who +is as jolly and hearty as ever. Our friend (Napier) is +Chief Engineer with the force, and a Brigadier to boot. +I hope to see him in a day or two. I have not been to +the Chief's camp yet; it is a long way off, and my arm +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_412" id="Page_412">412</a></span> +has prevented me doing anything. I shall be very thankful +when it is well, if but to use it for writing,—this left-handed +calligraphy is sad slow work.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Camp on the left bank of the Ganges</span>, <i>February +11th</i>.—I came across the river late in the evening, +and am very glad I did so, as the air is much purer, and +there is no dust. My arm is already better for the rest, +and I hope soon to be able to begin to use it. Do not +buoy yourself up with hope of honors for me. I shall +be a Brevet-Major, and nothing more I expect. It seems +the authorities here never sent home a list of men recommended +for honors; and the home authorities have +been waiting until they get one. "Hinc illæ lacrymæ!" +And we shall all suffer by the delay in more ways than +one. But we are certainly to have prize money, and this, +with the batta, will take us home this time next year if +not sooner. Dear, dear home, sadly changed and contracted +since I left it, but home still, and dearer than ever +since the dearest part of myself will accompany me.... +All old home memories were so vividly revived yesterday +by Charles Harland's visit, and an extract he read +me from a letter from his brother, describing the enthusiasm +of the old people at Colwich,<a name="FNanchor_68" id="FNanchor_68" href="#Footnote_68" class="fnanchor">[68]</a> when the news +arrived that the King of Delhi was our prisoner, and +how they came to inquire whether it was really their +"Master William" who had done it? Bless their innocent +hearts, where was they riz? as —— would say. I +am sadly at a loss for a second in command, and do not +know whom to ask for, as officers are so scarce. I have +twice made an attempt to ask for Reginald to join me to +do duty, but my fears for you have made me hesitate; +and the lesson of the other day has taught me the fearful +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_413" id="Page_413">413</a></span> +risk the dear boy would run in an irregular cavalry regiment, +with such work as mine. Still, if you and he wish +it, I will ask for him.</p> + +<p><i>February 12th.</i>—Here I am, you see, writing (such +as it is) with my right hand once more. I am, indeed, +wonderfully better, and hope to be on horseback in a few +days. The scar on my arm is a very ugly one, and will +mark me for life; but then, as I am not a lady to wear +short sleeves, it does not signify. I was much disappointed +this morning to hear from Colonel Bevin, who +came out to see me, that Napier had been through our +camp this morning, not knowing I was here! He is in +Cawnpore, and the doctor wont let me go and see him +to-day, and we march on towards Lucknow to-morrow. +It will be some days yet before the whole force is collected +at Alumbagh. Captain Peel has just gone by +with his sailors and their enormous ship-guns, 68-pounders! +I have little doubt but that Lucknow will be in +our hands before another month is over; and then I shall +do my utmost to get my regiment sent back to Umbâla to +be formed and drilled, which it wants badly. I only +wonder it does as well as it is. I could hardly take any +other appointment, or even go home, until I had completed +this task; and I like my regiment, and what is +even more to the purpose, the regiment likes me, and +would follow me any and everywhere, I do believe.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Camp, Oonao</span>, <i>February 13th</i>.—Only a short letter +to-day, as I have been writing a right-handed one to +"O.," to satisfy the dear anxious hearts at home. I am +able to use my arm, but very gently, and shall ride to-morrow. +Oh, the pleasure of feeling myself on the +outside of a horse again!</p> + +<p><i>February 14th.</i>—Your telegram has been going the +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_414" id="Page_414">414</a></span> +rounds of all the camps before it found me out. Indeed, +you must not be anxious on my account, or listen to the +wild reports which are always rife. Be sure, if anything +were amiss, there are plenty of our friends here to send +you the truth. I could not dream of your coming to +Cawnpore. I would not hear of it even at Futtehgurh, +for, though your nursing and presence would be infinitely +precious to me, a camp is no fit place for you. I am, +indeed, going on wonderfully, and but for the attack of +inflammation I spoke of, and which turned out to be erysipelas, +I should have been quite well before this; and as +it is, I am actually nearer to a total cure than the men +(Sikhs even) who were wounded the same day. My abstinence +from spirit-drinking has stood me in good stead.</p> + +<p><i>February 15th.</i>—No letters again to-day! I wish the +Commander-in-Chief would come out from Cawnpore, +and there would be some chance of better postal duty. +He is said to be waiting until the convoy of ladies from +Agra has passed down, lest anything should occur to disturb +the road where he had crossed into Oude with the +army,—a not unlikely thing to happen. I have just seen +a notice of my birth, parentage, and education, and services, +in the <i>Illustrated News</i>, as also Seaton's account of +the capture of the Princes. Strange to say, the former +is not wrong or exaggerated in any principal point. The +latter is also in the <i>Evening Mail</i>, and I have the honor +of appearing in big print in the leading article. I see +also a letter signed "A Civilian;" not a bad <i>résumé</i> in +its way. I can cock and fire a pistol with the right hand, +and am constantly working the arm about to prevent its +growing stiff; and I want to show how much the <i>will</i> has +to do with getting over these things.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Oonao</span>, <i>February 16th</i>.—I have this morning succeeded +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_415" id="Page_415">415</a></span> +in exhuming four letters from the bottom of about +a hundred-weight of correspondence addressed to all parts +of the world; the bag was sent up here in the night for +people to find their letters as they could. Mine have +made me so happy. This has been a red-letter day too, +for I have at last seen our friend Napier. He rode out +here with Sir Colin, and I need not say how thoroughly +delighted I was to see him once more. He is looking +better but older than when we parted, but his charming, +affectionate manner is as nice as ever. God bless him! +I do love him dearly, as if he were indeed my born +brother. A note from him arrived while he was here; +it had been three days going ten miles! Sir Colin was +most kind and cordial, and prophesies I shall soon be +Lieut.-Colonel. I told him I feared there was small hope +of that, unless my majority could be counted as for the +Punjaub campaign, as Lord Dalhousie promised, but that +it had not been put on record. He immediately said, +"Oh, I'll do that with the greatest pleasure; let me have +a memorandum of your services, and I'll do all I can for +you, and I hope soon to shake hands with you as Lieut.-Colonel, +C. B., and Victoria Cross to boot." I confess I +liked this, because it was spontaneous; it is not the first +time I have heard a whisper about the Victoria Cross, +and I confess I do care most for this; I would rather +have it than be made a duke. My arm is going on admirably, +and you may be quite satisfied about me now +I am near our friend; he will always do what is kind, +that we may be quite sure of, and all that is best and tenderest +too, where you or I are concerned. I shall try to +get away immediately after Lucknow is taken, but I fear +every man may be needed for some time, even after that +much-desired event takes place. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_416" id="Page_416">416</a></span></p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Camp, Oonao</span>, <i>February 17th</i>.—I grieve deeply at +your anxiety, and can scarcely understand your "terror +at the very name of Cawnpore and Lucknow," except for +what has passed. I am not nearly so much exposed to +peril here as at Delhi; the place, too, and time of year +are more healthy; so continue to "hope on," bravely +now as ever, until the end, which must be very soon.... +I am going to spend to-morrow in Cawnpore with +Napier, and have a big talk. The delay in the brevet +is an accident, <i>not</i> owing to the home authorities. It +has gone home now, and my name is in it, Sir Colin +told me.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Cawnpore</span>, <i>February 19th</i>.—I shall ride back to +Oonao early to-morrow morning; the temptation of Napier's +society was irresistible; it is such a pleasure to +see him again. There will be no move hence until the +23d, I think, though it is getting rapidly hot in this hateful +place; but on the other side the river it is cool, and +Lucknow is even more so, I hear. Osborn Wilkinson +has been here, and has gone on towards Alumbagh. I +shall try and get him for my regiment, if but to do duty; +he is a fine fellow and thorough soldier.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Oonao</span>, <i>February 20th</i>.—I rode out from Cawnpore +this morning; Colonels Napier and Lugard accompanying +me for some miles,—the latter only arrived yesterday; +he is to command a division as Brigadier-General, +I am glad to say. Our friend is nicer than ever, and +looking well.</p> + +<p><i>February 21st.</i>—As far as I can learn, we (<i>i.e.</i>, my +Horse) shall have but little to do with the actual capture +or assault of Lucknow, and I fancy our duty will be protecting +the flanks and rear of the army from incursions +of the enemy's cavalry, &c. General Lugard came out +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_417" id="Page_417">417</a></span> +this morning to take the command. I hope Napier will +soon follow. I am very anxious to get on and get the +affair over.</p> + +<p><i>February 22d.</i>—There is not a particle of news of +any kind. I had an attack of fever last night, but it is +gone this morning, and I am all right again; the wound +on my arm is quite closed, and the last bandage discarded; +the thumb is still very stiff, and the joint much enlarged. +My wounds have healed with unprecedented rapidity; and +I cannot be sufficiently grateful that I am so soon enabled +to return to my duty. Dear Douglas Seaton has been +very ill again, and unable to leave England, as he intended, +poor fellow. I believe half his illness is caused +by fretting at being away from his regiment now it is in +the field; but he never could have stood the trial of those +months before Delhi. The Commander-in-Chief tells me +that, despairing of getting the list of recommendations +for Delhi from India, the Duke of Cambridge is making +out a list himself from the despatches, to be corrected +hereafter if any omissions occur. The next mail may, +therefore, make me a Major, as I was mentioned even in +Wilson's despatches. God grant I may be able to get +home; that is my great desire now.</p> + +<p><i>February 23d.</i>—It is midnight, and we march for +Alumbagh at 4 <span class="smcap">a. m.</span>; so I write a line at once to say I +am doing well, and will send a telegram if anything occurs, +which I do not expect yet. There has been a big +fight, within a few miles of us, between the force under +General Hope Grant and the rebels, and there was a +bigger on Sunday at Lucknow with Sir James Outram's +force. I have got hold of a strip of newspaper this +morning, with Brigadier Hope's Shumshabad despatch, in +which I figure so prominently that I am inclined to indorse +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_418" id="Page_418">418</a></span> +it "Hope told a flattering tale," and send it home +to the dear girls. The convoy arrived this morning +(<i>i.e.</i>, the ladies, &c.) from Agra, so I hope the Chief +will move soon. I was out all the morning with General +Lugard, and was surprised to find how hot the weather is +getting (in the sun) even here; but I am quite well—quite. +</p> +</div> + +<p>In a letter of this date to the Chaplain of the +Lawrence Asylum, he says:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +... I have only to add that in gratitude for the many +and unspeakable mercies which I have received during +the past year, and also as a token of most affectionate +regret for Sir H. Lawrence, I shall thank you to note the +increase of my subscription to the asylum to 100 rupees +per annum.</p> +</div> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_419" id="Page_419"></a></span></p> + +<h2 class="p6">CONCLUDING CHAPTER.</h2> + +<p class="ch_summ"> +ALUMBAGH, LUCKNOW.—THE BEGUM'S PALACE.—BANKS'S +HOUSE.—THE SOLDIER'S DEATH.—NOTICES.—CONCLUDING REMARKS. +</p> + +<p class="center"> +<i>To his Wife.</i></p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left45"><span class="smcap">Camp, Alumbagh, near Lucknow</span>,<br /> +<span class="i4"><i>February 24th</i>.</span></p> + +<p>We arrived here last night at dusk, after a terribly +dusty march of thirty-six miles. To-day we had a bit +of a fight. The Pandies, ignorant of the reinforcements +which had arrived, had as usual come round one flank +of the camp, so we moved out and caught them as they +were trying to get back again, and took two of their guns. +By "we," I mean my own men and the Military Train +men from home. Young Gough, my adjutant, was +wounded, and had his horse shot. I was luckily in the +way, or it would have gone worse with him;<a name="FNanchor_69" id="FNanchor_69" href="#Footnote_69" class="fnanchor">[69]</a> my own +horse too (pretty "Child of the Desert") was wounded, +and I was obliged to mount a sowar's horse. Gough will +be laid up for a month, I fear; it is a flesh wound in +the thigh. I do not think Master Pandy will try the +same trick again. We have been out so long that there +is time for no more to-day than this assurance of my +safety. +</p> + +</div> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_420" id="Page_420">420</a></span></p> + +<div class="blockquot"> + +<p> +<span class="smcap">Alumbagh</span>, <i>February 25th</i>.—I have been calling on +Sir James Outram this morning, and had a most pleasant +interview; the brave old warrior greeted me most cordially, +professing his satisfaction at having <i>at last</i> met one +of whom he had heard so much, &c. &c. The pleasure +was certainly mutual, for I have long wished to meet <i>him</i>. +He made many inquiries about you also, and asked +whether you had not been in the hills during the panic, +and helped the refugees, &c. How proudly I could +answer all his praise in the affirmative. He also asked +my opinion of Lord William's administration, and I was +glad of the opportunity to testify in his favor. Altogether +this good old soldier's compliments were pleasing to me, +particularly as he was not one of those who in my time +of trouble passed me by on the other side.</p> + +<p>The enemy is quite quiet to-day. I fancy we were too +much for his philosophy yesterday. Fancy the Queen +Regnant coming out on an elephant to meet us, to encourage +her wavering followers! I wish the Chief would +make haste and finish this business, it is getting cruelly +hot already.</p> + +<p><i>27th.</i>—All quiet still with the enemy. A packet of +letters has arrived, and brought me all the comfort I am +capable of receiving in this torturing absence; would it +were over! I hear the Chief has crossed the Ganges +and is coming on here. I believe we had some <span class="greek" title="kudos">κῦδος</span> for +the affair of the 25th, though beyond being exposed to +a very galling fire, I did not think much of it myself. +Gough's wound is a serious misfortune to me just now; +a gallant, go-a-head boy like him is not to be easily replaced, +any more than poor Mac is. I myself am laid +up with a sore leg; I would not nurse it at first, and now +it is so painful I cannot mount my horse or even stand +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_421" id="Page_421">421</a></span> +without pain, so I shall go into the next scrimmage on an +elephant! Dr. Brougham, however, says it will be well +in four or five days. I did not know Greville was going +home so soon, I hoped to have shaken him by the <i>sain</i> +hand once more before we parted for so long.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Alumbagh</span>, <i>1st March</i>.—Nothing of public importance +is occurring. I am still unable to ride, so I do +regimental work. I dined with Sir J. Outram (he is the +General commanding here) and with Colonel Haggart, +7th Hussars, last night; the former is quite affectionate +in his manner to me. He would quite charm you, and +were I not out of love with vanity, would spoil me; but +I confess the respectful homage of the soldiers is pleasanter +to my spirit than the praise of great men. I study +to be quiet and do my own business without elation and +pride, satisfied with the testimony of my own conscience +that I strive to do my duty.</p> + +<p><i>March 2d.</i>—The Commander-in-Chief arrived with a +large part of the force this morning, marched straight +through our camp, and <i>at</i> the enemy (who of course ran +away), and occupied the Dilkoosha, a large garden-house +and park near the city. My unfortunate leg prevented +my sharing in the fray, I grieve to say, and I am actually +in a fright lest he (the Chief) should take Lucknow +before I am able to ride!</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Alumbagh</span>, <i>March 6th</i>.—I had time for but the +merest line yesterday, written from Dilkoosha, where +the Commander-in-Chief is encamped, and whither we +were erroneously brought yesterday to return here to-day. +I had a long talk with Sir Colin, who was even +more than commonly kind and cordial. I am not very +well, I am sorry to say; this leg troubles me, and is the +effect of the erysipelas which attacked my arm in consequence +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_422" id="Page_422">422</a></span> +of the wounds closing too quickly. The truth is +that I lost about a pound and a half of blood when I was +wounded, and having had two slight bouts of fever since, +I am not so strong as I would be; however, I am getting +on, and am dosed with steel, quinine, and port wine <i>ad lib</i>. +My arm is pretty well, but the wound opened again partially +after the 25th, and I have been obliged to submit to +bandages, &c.; still I hope three or four days will set me +all right again, though I fear the arm will never be quite +straight again, or the thumb quite flexible. I shall have +to go home for rest to my body, if not for comfort to my +heart. I have seen Osborn Wilkinson; he is as nice as +possible, and he is now Deputy Assistant Quartermaster-General +to the Cavalry Brigade, to which my Horse is +attached, so I hope to see more of him than of late. I +breakfasted yesterday at head-quarters with Napier, and +grieved to see that he looked worn and troubled. I fear +his health is very precarious.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Camp, near Lucknow</span>, <i>March 6th</i>.—... I grieve +that you should be anxious on my account; the same +merciful Providence which has so wonderfully preserved +us both through so many and great dangers, will, I earnestly +pray, continue the same gracious guardianship; yet +I strive to be prepared for all....</p> + +<p>I had to march again this morning; a message from +Sir Colin last night to the Brigadier having directed him +to put me in charge of the line of communications with +Jellalabad, the Alumbagh, and his camp. So I had to +bring my men up here, half-way between the two camps, +and to make arrangements for insuring the safety of the +roads, and protecting the convoys on which the existence +of the army depends. The worst part of it is I cannot +ride, and have had, for the first time in my life, to do outpost +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_423" id="Page_423">423</a></span> +duty in a dog-cart! <i>driving</i> across country to post +videttes and picquettes, &c. What with this continued +movement and the rest which I am <i>compelled</i> to take recumbent, +I have had no time for writing as I fain would +do. I have heard from Reginald; he is so earnest in his +wish to do duty with my regiment, that I have asked for +him. May God preserve the dear boy from all evil! I +shall never forgive myself if harm comes to him. There +is no decided move at present; the net is gradually closing +round the enemy, some of the Goorkhas and Brigadier +Frank's column having already arrived. You must +not expect more than a Majority for me yet, though I +have good reason to believe that more will come.</p> + +<p><i>March 8th.</i>—I went up myself to-day to the head-quarters' +camp, to look for letters and see our friend, but +failed in both; but I breakfasted and had a long chat with +that pleasantest of persons, Lugard, now Sir Edward, and +while there I had a letter from Norman to say that Reginald +had been appointed to do duty with my Horse. I +can but think he is too young; but if he must see hard +service so early, better with me than elsewhere. God +grant it may be for his good. I am looking for the end +with an eager longing for rest which I cannot control. +Dear Sir Henry used to say I was ambitious, and I know +I was proud and thirsty of success; but now all desires +for the future settle down into the one thought of home.</p> + +<p><i>March 9th.</i>—I grieve that report should cause you +fear and anxiety whenever there has been a fight, particularly +as the chances are against my being in it. You +should remember that our force extends now round three +sides nearly of Lucknow. The extreme right of our position, +or rather camps, being at least nine miles from the +left; so that engagements occur at one part which those +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_424" id="Page_424">424</a></span> +at the other never perhaps hear of till next day! This +was the case with the Dilkoosha affair. The Chief passed +our camp on the left, moved on some miles, and occupied +"Dilkoosha" (a fine palace, three stories high), and the +ground up to the banks of the Goomtee, almost without +opposition. I was never within miles of him. Indeed, +I have not been on horseback since the 25th, as I am +forced to save myself for emergencies. If anything important +occurs, be sure I will send a telegram somehow. +I have written to Reginald, and sent him a copy of the +General Order appointing him to do duty with my regiment. +I have also got a Lieutenant Meecham, of the +Madras army,—a great artist and good-looking fellow, +and, what is much more to my purpose, a fine soldier I +believe. I have also asked for young Blackburne, whom +you may remember in the 20th Native Infantry at Peshawur,—a +friend of Edward Loyd's. He is much +"come out" since then. I do hope Hugh Gough will +soon be well; I do ill without such a dashing fine fellow.</p> + +<p>In the affair of the 25th we were leading, and took the +guns,—<i>i.e.</i>, we fairly captured one, and drove the enemy +away from the other, and kept them at bay until the +"train" came up and secured it. I was not altogether +satisfied with my men in this part of the affair. They +hesitated, and let me go ahead unsupported except by +Nihal Singh; old Mahommed Reza Khan, and one or +two others, with Gough, being near. The consequence +was that the enemy concentrated their fire on our little +party. However, the Europeans of the Military Train +hesitated to do what I wanted <i>my</i> men to do, and they +behaved very well immediately afterwards. There has +been a great fuss about the matter; Sir Colin having +taken great and very just offence at its being reported to +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_425" id="Page_425">425</a></span> +him that the cavalry were "led" by Colonel ——, a staff-officer.... +He got wounded, and then was officially +reported to have "led the cavalry," whereas we had +Brigadier Campbell (a capital officer), and Colonel Haggart, +of the 7th Hussars, present, besides the officers +commanding regiments, "quorum pars fui." Sir Colin +denounced Colonel ——'s "leading" as "an insufferable +impertinence," called me up, and asked me before them +all, "Were you present with your regiment on the 25th?" +and on my saying, "Yes," he cried out, "Now, look here; +look at my friend Hodson here, does <i>he</i> look like a man +that needs 'leading?' Is that a man likely to want +'leading?' I should like to see the fellow who'd presume +to talk of 'leading' <i>that</i> man!" pointing to me, and +so forth. I nearly went into convulsions; it was <i>such</i> a +scene....</p> + +<p>The Martinière was taken to-day without loss except +poor Captain Peel, who, I grieve to say, is wounded.</p> + +<p><i>March 10th.</i>—The mail is come with my Majority. +The brevet has given general dissatisfaction. Some of +the double honors are marvellous; but it should be remembered +that these promotions are given <i>sponte suâ</i> by +the home authorities, no recommendations having gone +from hence till lately. I am content myself, having no +interest. It proves they perceive I have done something, +or I should not have this beginning; and it is satisfactory +to find that it is universally considered that I have been +shabbily used. Better this by far than to have people +lifting up their eyes and saying I had got too much! +Inglis is justly rewarded, and some others. I dare say +more will come with time. I hope devoutly that when +Lucknow falls I shall be released. We shall know in a +few days,—for even while I write Lucknow seems to be +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_426" id="Page_426">426</a></span> +"falling" fast. Immense progress was made yesterday, +with not more loss than some 18 or 20 wounded, and I +hear to-day they are going ahead again. Pandy has +quite given up fighting, except pot-shots under cover, and +runs at the very sight of troops advancing. I stood on +the top of the Dilkoosha palace yesterday, and watched +the capture of as strong a position as men could wish for +(which at Delhi would have cost us hundreds) without +the enemy making a single struggle or firing a shot. At +this rate Lucknow will soon be in our hands. We (of +the cavalry) are kept on the <i>qui vive</i> watching the southern +outlets from the town to prevent escape, and I expect +to see Lucknow taken without being under fire again. +Well, it must be confessed that I have had my share of +the dangers of the war, and whether I receive honors or +not, I have the testimony of my own conscience that I +have done one man's work towards the restoration of our +power in India.... I have been occupied to-day +in trying to get the Victoria Cross for the two Goughs. +Hugh certainly ought to have it.<a name="FNanchor_70" id="FNanchor_70" href="#Footnote_70" class="fnanchor">[70]</a></p> + +<p><i>March 11th.</i>—Just as I sit down to write comes an +order to move our camp towards Alumbagh again; Jung +Bahadoor having at last arrived with his army and taken +up ground between me and the enemy.... If anything +occurs, I will get Colonel Napier or Norman to +send you a service telegram.... +</p> +</div> + +<p>This was the last letter which my brother wrote. +Having given directions to his Adjutant, Lieutenant +Gough, he said he would ride on and look out +a nice spot for their new camping-ground, and be +back in time to march with them. On his way +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_427" id="Page_427">427</a></span> +he heard firing, and riding forward, found that the +Begum's Palace was to be attacked. He immediately +rode to the place, and finding his friend +Brigadier Napier directing the attack, said laughingly, +"I am come to take care of you; you have +no business to go to work without me to look +after you." The assault was successful.<a name="FNanchor_71" id="FNanchor_71" href="#Footnote_71" class="fnanchor">[71]</a> He +entered the breach with General Napier and several +others. In a few minutes they were separated +in the <i>mêlée</i>, and General Napier saw nothing +more of him till he was sent for to him +"dangerously wounded." The surgeon of his +regiment gives the following account:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"We struck our tents and were saddled, waiting for +him till it became so dark that we were forced to go without +him, and reached our ground after sunset. I had +gone to the post-office and was five minutes behind the +regiment. When I came up, I found that Hodson's orderly +had come in great haste, saying that his master had +sent for me, but with no other message. He said that +his master had been hit when advancing with the troops +on the Begum's Kotee on foot.</p> + +<p>"I mounted and rode off with him at once. From the +darkness of the night and the difficulty of passing the +Goorkah sentries, I did not get to Dilkooshah till 9 <span class="smcap">p. m.</span> +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_428" id="Page_428">428</a></span> +There no one knew where he was. I then went on to +the artillery mess and learnt that he was in Banks's +House which I reached about 10 <span class="smcap">p. m.</span> I found him in a +dooly and Dr. Sutherland with him, whom I at once relieved, +and learnt the following particulars from him and +from the orderly who remained with Hodson, and who +had been by his side when hit. He had arrived at +Banks's House just as the party going to attack the +Begum's Palace were starting, and fell in with them. +The place had been taken before he was wounded. +When the soldiers were searching for concealed Sepoys +in the court-yard and buildings adjoining, he said to his +orderly, 'I wonder if any of the rascals are in there.' +He turned the angle of the passage; looked into a dark +room, which was full of Sepoys; a shot was fired from +inside. He staggered back some paces and then fell. A +party of Highlanders, hearing who had been hit, rushed +into the room and bayoneted every man there.</p> + +<p>"The orderly, a large powerful Sikh, carried him in +his arms out of danger, and got a dooly and brought him +back to Banks's House, where his wound was looked to +and dressed.</p> + +<p>"He was shot through the right side of the chest, in +the region of the liver, the ball entering in front and +going out behind. There had been profuse bleeding, and +I saw that the wound was most likely mortal.</p> + +<p>"He was very glad to see me, and began talking of +his wound, which he thought himself was mortal. I lay +beside him on the ground all night, holding his hand, on +account of the great pain he suffered. He was very +weak when I arrived, but by means of stimulants rallied +wonderfully, and slept for an hour or two during the +night. At daylight he was much better, his hands were +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_429" id="Page_429">429</a></span> +warm and his pulse good, and I had hopes that, if the +bleeding, which had ceased, did not return, he might recover. +He drank two cups of tea, and said he felt very +well. His account of his being wounded agreed with the +orderly's.</p> + +<p>"About 9 <span class="smcap">a. m.</span> I had the dooly lifted into a room, +which I had had cleared out, where he was much quieter. +At 10 <span class="smcap">a. m.</span>, however, bleeding came on again profusely, +and he rapidly became worse. I told him that recovery +was impossible. He then sent for General Napier, to +whom he gave directions about his property and messages +to his wife. After this he rapidly sank, though +he remained sensible and was able to speak till a quarter +past one, when he became too weak; and at twenty-five +minutes past one died.</p> + +<p>"His orderly<a name="FNanchor_72" id="FNanchor_72" href="#Footnote_72" class="fnanchor">[72]</a> actually cried over him, he was so attached +to him.</p> + +<p>"He was buried that evening by the Rev. Dr. Smith. +The Commander-in-Chief and his staff were present." +</p> +</div> + +<p>General Napier says, in a letter to Mrs. Hodson:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"I regret bitterly now, that I did not insist on your +dear husband going back, but you know how impossible +it was to check his dauntless spirit." +</p> +</div> + +<p>He and others who were present give the following +particulars:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +... "He lay on his bed of mortal agony and met +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_430" id="Page_430">430</a></span> +death with the same calm composure which so much distinguished +him on the field of battle. He was quite conscious +and peaceful, occasionally uttering a sentence:—</p> + +<p>"'My poor wife,' 'My poor sisters.'</p> + +<p>"'I should have liked to see the end of the campaign +and gone home to the dear ones once more, but it was so +ordered.'</p> + +<p>"'It is hard to leave the world just now, when success +is so near, but God's will be done.'</p> + +<p>"'Bear witness for me that I have tried to do my duty +to man. May God forgive my sins for Christ's sake.' 'I +go to my Father.'</p> + +<p>"'My love to my wife; tell her my last thoughts were +of her.' 'Lord, receive my soul.'</p> + +<p>"These were his last words, and, without a sigh or +struggle, his pure and noble spirit took its flight." +</p> +</div> + +<p>Thus, on the 12th of March, 1858, in his thirty-seventh +year, closed the earthly career of one of +the best and bravest of England's sons, one of +her truest heroes, of whom it may be said,—"Quanquam +medio in spatio integræ ætatis ereptus, +quantum ad gloriam longissimum ævum +peregit."</p> + +<p>Great and irreparable as was his loss to his +family and his friends, as a husband, a brother, +and a friend, I believe that, at the particular +juncture at which he was taken away, it was +still greater, as a soldier, to his country. It +would be difficult to overestimate the value of +the services which he might have rendered, if +spared, in the pacifying of Oude after the capture +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_431" id="Page_431">431</a></span> +of Lucknow, or the influence which he +might have had on the fortunes of the war. One +of those best qualified to judge declared, that +"Hodson with his regiment would have been +worth 10,000 men." His peculiar qualifications +for Asiatic warfare would have found an appropriate +field for their display.</p> + +<p>It is unnecessary, however, for me to attempt +to pronounce his eulogium. This has been done +by those more capable of forming an estimate of +his rare excellence as a soldier, and of doing it +justice by their words.</p> + +<p>Sir Colin Campbell, in a letter of condolence +to his widow, thus expressed himself:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="left45"> +"<span class="smcap">Martinière</span>, <i>March 13, 1858</i>.</p> + +<p>"<span class="smcap">Madam</span>,—It is with a sentiment of profound regret +that I am compelled to address you for the purpose of +communicating the sad news that your gallant and distinguished +husband, Major Hodson, received a mortal +wound from a bullet on the 11th instant. He unfortunately +accompanied his friend Brigadier Napier, commanding +Engineers in the successful attack on the Begum's +Palace. The whole army, which admired his +talents, his bravery, and his military skill, deplores his +loss, and sympathizes with you in your irreparable bereavement. +I attended your husband's funeral yesterday +evening, in order to show what respect I could to the +memory of one of the most brilliant officers under my +command.</p> + +<p class="left45"> +(Signed) +<span class="i4 smcap">"C. Campbell</span>,<br /> +<span class="i4">"<i>Com.-in-Chief in East Indies</i>."</span></p> +</div> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_432" id="Page_432">432</a></span></p> + +<p>An officer who was present at the funeral +says:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"When the part of the service came where the body +is lowered into the grave, all the old warrior's courage +and self-possession could no longer control the tears,—undeniable +evidence of what he felt. 'I have lost one of +the finest officers in the army,' was his remark to General +Napier." +</p> +</div> + +<p>Even Sir John Lawrence, no friendly judge, +pronounced him in an official paper to be—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"One of the ablest, most active, and bravest soldiers +who have fallen in the present war." +</p> +</div> + +<p>Sir R. Montgomery says:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"I look round and can find no one like him. Many +men are as brave, many possess as much talent, many are +as cool and accurate in judgment, but not one combines +all these qualifications as he did." +</p> +</div> + +<p>I shall best give an idea of the universal feeling +of regret awakened at the tidings of his death by +subjoining a few extracts from the public press +at home and abroad, and from private letters. +The Bombay correspondent of the <i>Times</i>, after +detailing the assault on the Begum's Palace, +wrote thus:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"At this point fell, mortally wounded, Hodson of the +1st Bengal Fusileers; Hodson of Hodson's Horse; Hodson, +the captor of the King of Delhi and the princes of his +house. Few of the many losses that have occurred during +the operations consequent upon the mutinies, have +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_433" id="Page_433">433</a></span> +caused such universal regret throughout India as the +death of this excellent officer; and among those in England +who have read of and admired his exploits, not only +his comrades of the Sikh battle-fields, but many an old +friend at Rugby or at Trinity will mourn that his career +has been thus early closed." +</p> +</div> + +<p>The <i>Times</i>, in a leading article, thus announced +his death:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"The country will receive with lively regret the news +that the gallant Major Hodson, who has given his name +to an invincible and almost ubiquitous body of cavalry, +was killed in the attack on Lucknow. Major Hodson +has been from the very beginning of this war fighting +everywhere and against any odds with all the spirit of a +Paladin of old. His most remarkable exploit, the capture +of the King of Delhi and his two sons, astonished +the world by its courage and coolness. Hodson was, +indeed, a man who, from his romantic daring and his +knowledge of the Asiatic character, was able to beat the +natives at their own weapons. We could better have +spared an older and more highly placed officer." +</p> +</div> + +<p>The following notice appeared in a Bombay +paper:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"From a Lucknow letter which we publish to-day our +readers will learn, with sorrow and regret, that that most +able and gallant officer, Captain Hodson, who has distinguished +himself on so many occasions since the breaking +out of the rebellion, and whose services have been of so +brilliant and valuable a character, has been killed at +Lucknow. As a leader of Irregular Horse, or indeed as +a soldier of any of the non-scientific forces, Captain Hodson +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_434" id="Page_434">434</a></span> +was almost without an equal. He was one of those +squadron leaders which the Indian army can alone rear +up. There are few men who would have managed the +capture of the ex-King of Delhi as this departed hero +did. On that occasion his force was small compared to +that he had to cope with; but the determined daring of +the man made up for the disparity, and the old King +came out of his fortification—for a strong fortification it +was—and surrendered. So also with the capture of the +King's sons, who also surrendered themselves, but whom +Hodson found rescued when he reached them, after +having completed the disarming of their band. That +was a moment to test a man. But he of whom we write +was equal to the emergency. The carts in which the +princes were, were retaken immediately. Still the aspect +of the armed Mahomedan crowd around—growing every +moment more numerous—was dark and threatening. It +was a situation which required prompt decision, and +promptly did the British leader decide. He saw that it +was necessary that his prisoners should die, and resolved +himself to become their executioner: a wise resolve, for, +probably, had he asked one of his own Mahomedan +troopers to kill the sons of the Mogul, a refusal would +have followed, and that refusal might have been acted up +to by all. He adopted the wiser course, harangued his +men, ordered the prisoners to take off their robes in the +cart, and shot them with his own hand. Had the prisoners +been allowed to leave the cart, their bodies would +have been left behind; for to touch them would, by the +troopers, have been considered defilement, and, left behind, +they might have been fanatically paraded through +the country as an incitement to a fresh rising. Besides, +it was necessary that their remains should be exposed at +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_435" id="Page_435">435</a></span> +the Kotwallie in Delhi with something of the indignity +they themselves had caused to be inflicted on the murdered +victims of the 11th of May." +</p> +</div> + +<p>Another published a letter with this sentence:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"Hodson, splendid fellow, died the following day, most +deeply regretted by all ranks in his regiment. He indeed +was a brave soldier, a clever and truly esteemed commander. +May we not say he was one of the flowers of +the 'old Europeans,' and an ornament to the Bengal +army?" +</p> +</div> + +<p>The writer (in <i>Blackwood's Magazine</i>) of a +series of papers on the 1st Fusileers, says:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"Then fell one of the bravest in the Indian army, an +officer whose name has been brought too often before the +public by those in high command to need my humble +word in praise. There was not a man before Delhi who +did not know Hodson; always active, always cheery, it +did one's heart good to look at his face, when all felt how +critical was our position. Ask any soldier who was the +bravest man before Delhi, who most in the saddle, who +foremost? and nine out of ten in the Infantry will tell +you Hodson, in the Artillery as many will name Tombs.</p> + +<p>"I once heard one of the Fusileers say, 'Whenever +I sees Captain Hodson go out, I always prays for him, +for he is sure to be in danger.' Yet it was not only in +the field that Hodson was to be valued, his head was as +active as his hand was strong, and I feel sure, when we +who knew him heard of his death, not one but felt that +there was a vacancy indeed in our ranks."</p> +</div> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_436" id="Page_436">436</a></span></p> + +<p>The <i>Times</i> correspondent, (Mr. Russell,) in his +letter of March 13th, writes:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"When I returned to head-quarters' camp this evening, +I found that poor Hodson had died the previous day, and +been buried the same evening.</p> + +<p>"He was a zealous and accomplished officer, of great +bravery, ability, and determination, an excellent judge of +the native character, of a humane and clement disposition, +but firm in the infliction of deserved punishment.</p> + +<p>"The last time I saw him alive he expressed a decided +opinion that Government must resort to an amnesty, or +be prepared for a long continuance of disturbances." +</p> +</div> + +<p>From the <i>Delhi Gazette</i>:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"He was a perfect gentleman, an accomplished scholar, +and we need scarcely add, (what our columns have so +often recorded,) one of the most brilliant soldiers in this +or any other army. His death is not only a severe family +affliction, but a national calamity, and it will be long before +the name of the capturer of the King and princes of +Delhi will cease to be mentioned with honor, and remembered +with regret." +</p> +</div> + +<p>From private letters of condolence, which would +fill a volume, I select a few passages, in which +the writers seem to have seized with great felicity +upon some of the more remarkable features in my +brother's character and actions.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"It is hard to lose one upon whom all eyes were fixed, +and whose noble qualities seemed so certain of recognition, +and of speedy advancement to such employments as +his fine natural abilities well fitted him to discharge.</p> + +</div> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_437" id="Page_437">437</a></span></p> + +<div class="blockquot"> + +<p> +"The very presence of such a man in India was an +element of power apart from all official rank, and he +could ill be spared from among the very few who have +learnt to impersonate in themselves the power of the +English nation, and to let the natives of India feel the +irresistible character of that power. You must have +watched him so anxiously and so proudly that, though +thousands of us have done the same, none can approach +the measure of your sorrow or mourn as you that he can +confer no more honor on your name, but that the opportunities +of the future must be reaped by other and less +capable hands.</p> + +<p>"I cannot feel easy without expressing to you the +great grief and consternation with which I read the account +of your brother's death. Certainly it would have +been little less than miraculous if, being what he was, he +had lived out this war. And yet I, for one, had always +cherished a hope that I might have seen once more with +my own eyes so noble and gallant a soldier.</p> + +<p>"There is, after all, something about skilful courage +which draws the heart to itself more than eloquence, or +learning, or anything else, and your brother seems to have +been endued with this almost more than any living Englishman, +brave as our countrymen are." +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"Closely have I watched, during these last few sad +months, the career of that brave brother of yours. I +could estimate his bold and self-sacrificing courage, and +knowing as I did the sort of people over whom he had +acquired such perfect sway, I knew how much a clear +and commanding intellect must have been called into exercise, +to aid a strong and devoted heart. What victims +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_438" id="Page_438">438</a></span> +has Lucknow offered up to the fiendish treachery of those +ungrateful men—Lawrence! Havelock! and Hodson!" +</p> +</div> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"My grief is not for him; he had done his work in +that station of life in which God had placed him, nobly, +heartily, and as in the sight of God (would that we all +did our work in half such a Christian spirit); but for +you all, who were looking forward to seeing him again, +crowned with the honors he had so hardly won. Well, it +has pleased God that this was not to be; but there is a +good hope, more than a hope, that a reward of a higher +kind is his." +</p> +</div> + +<p>From one who had known him in India:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"From the love and esteem I bore your brother, you +will, I feel sure, allow me to write and express, however +imperfectly words can do it, my deep and heartfelt sympathy +with you and your sisters under this heavy blow. +Our acquaintance was not of long standing, but had rapidly +ripened into intimacy, and I look back to the days +spent in his society as amongst my happiest in India. His +very presence was sunshine.</p> + +<p>"Of my admiration for his talents, and the service he +rendered his country, it would be impertinent to speak,—they +are of public note; but of the tender sympathies, +the ready advice, the forgetfulness of self, and the ever-mindfulness +of others, I may testify. His was, indeed, +a rare and beautiful character, and the better he was +known the more he could not fail to be appreciated." +</p> +</div> + +<p>I will add one more letter from General Johnstone, +which will show that even to the last my +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_439" id="Page_439">439</a></span> +brother was pursued by the same jealousy and +malignity which had caused him so much suffering +in former years:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"He was too noble to pass through the world without +detractors. The ambitious and brave envied him, because +the brilliancy of his acts put theirs in the shade; +I mean, those not possessed of the disinterestedness of +Christians.</p> + +<p>"The mean and despicable hated him, because they +quailed before the eagle eye that could endure neither +dishonesty nor cowardice. Their base slanders were in +whispers during his life; now that his gallant spirit is +gone, they come forward in unblushing malignity. I +heard the whispers only; my indignation at learning the +baseness with which this true hero has been treated is +beyond all my powers of expression." +</p> +</div> + +<p>Some of my readers may be interested in a +description of Major Hodson's personal appearance +and manner, given in a letter describing a +visit which he paid the writer a few years previously +at Calcutta:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"He was remarkably well made, lithe, and agile; in +height about five feet eleven inches. His hair had slightly +receded from a high and most intellectual forehead, and +was light and curly. His eyes were blue, but animated by +a peculiarly determined, and sometimes even fierce look, +which would change to one of mischievous merriment, +for he was keenly susceptible of the ridiculous, in whatever +shape it presented itself; but usually his look impressed +me at once with that idea of his determination and +firmness which have ever characterized his actions. His +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_440" id="Page_440">440</a></span> +nose was inclining to the aquiline, and the curved, thin +nostrils added a look of defiance in noways counteracted +by the compressed lips, which seemed to denote many an +inward struggle between duty and inclination. These +are my impressions of Hodson as I last saw him; and if +you add to this an open, frank manner, that, <i>bongré malgré</i>, +impressed you favorably at first sight with the owner, +you will have the charming <i>ensemble</i> that presides over +my recollections of three as happy weeks as I ever +passed." +</p> +</div> + +<p>As a pendant to this portrait I give another +from a lady's pen, drawn more recently:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"There was an indescribable charm of manner about +him, combining all the gentle playfulness of the boy, the +deep tenderness of the woman, and the vigorous decision +of the soldier.</p> + +<p>"His powers of attraction extended even to animals; +and it was touching to see his large white Persian cat +following him from room to room, escaping from the caresses +of others to nestle by him. I have often watched +the pretty creature as he threw himself, exhausted with +the day's work, on an easy chair or sofa, rubbing himself +against his master, whisking the long white tail against +his fair moustache, and courting the endearments liberally +bestowed. Restless with others, pussy was at rest if +established by him.</p> + +<p>"At Delhi there was a wild, shy little kitten, which +fled from every one else, but mewed provokingly whenever +he appeared,—would jump on his knee with all the +familiarity of an old friend.</p> + +<p>"With his horses he had the same power of domestication. +They yielded to the sound of his voice with the +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_441" id="Page_441">441</a></span> +instinct that seemed to convey to all that in him they had +found master and friend.</p> + +<p>"Over the natives that influence seemed almost magic. +When at Umbâla, on ten days' leave, in November last, +the wounded and convalescent Guides (his old corps) +were all day straying into the compound simply to 'salaam' +the 'Sahib.' And if, when lingering on the steps, +or in front of the study door, they were questioned what +they wanted, their answer would be, 'Nothing; they +liked to look at the Sahib.' And so they hung about his +steps, and watched like so many faithful dogs. Especially +there was an Affghan boy, (he had once been a +slave,) whose very soul seemed bound up in the master +who had rescued him from his degraded position, and for +whom every service seemed light. He would watch his +master's movements with a look of very worship, as if the +ground were not good enough for him to tread.</p> + +<p>"His joyousness of nature made him the most charming +companion. There was a certain quaintness of expression +which gave zest to all he said; and yet there +was a reverence, too, so that, were subjects graver than +usual introduced even by allusion, they at once commanded +his earnest response." +</p> +</div> + +<p>It will doubtless excite surprise, perchance indignation, +that one whom the Commander-in-Chief +pronounced "one of the most brilliant +soldiers under his command,"—one whom all +ranks of the army in India reckoned amongst +their bravest and most skilful leaders,—one +whom the popular voice has already enrolled +amongst the heroes of the nation,—one whose +name was "known, either in love or fear, by +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_442" id="Page_442">442</a></span> +every native from Calcutta to Cabul,"—should +have received, with the exception of a brevet +majority (to which he was entitled for services in +1849), no mark of his Sovereign's approbation, +no recognition of gallant services and deeds of +daring, one tenth part of which would have covered +many of Fortune's favorites with decorations.</p> + +<p>That recognition, however, which was officially +withheld, has been given in a more marked form +by the spontaneous expression of the feelings of +his brothers-in-arms. A committee, composed of +officers of the highest eminence, has been formed +at Calcutta for the sake of recording, by some +permanent memorial, their admiration of his gallantry +and skill, and it has been determined that +it should take the form of a monument in Lichfield +Cathedral.</p> + +<p>Nor will his name be forgotten in India, even +by men in office. The regiment which he raised +still is "Hodson's Horse;" and by an order, published +in the <i>Gazette</i> of August 13th, is constituted +a brigade, consisting of the 1st, 2d, and 3d +Regiments of "Hodson's Horse."</p> + +<p>I do not know that his warmest friends could +desire any more distinguished testimony to his +services.</p> + +<hr class="l15" /> + +<p>Since these remarks were written, my brother's +services have received a still more public acknowledgment. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_443" id="Page_443">443</a></span> +On the occasion of the vote of +thanks to the Indian Army, on 14th April, 1859, +both Lord Derby in the Upper, and Lord Stanley +in the Lower House, mentioned his name in the +most honorable manner.</p> + +<p>Lord Stanley spoke as follows:—</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p> +"And now, Sir, having paid the tribute that is due to +those who live, it is not fitting that we should pass away +entirely from this subject without recognizing the services +of the dead. (Hear, hear.) Operations like those which +have been carried on for the last eighteen months, could +not be conducted without a great and lamentable loss of +life, and their loss to the public service is not one which +can be measured by any numerical test, because it is +always the best and bravest officers who rush to the front,—who +volunteer for every service of danger or difficulty, +who expose themselves to every risk, and among whom, +therefore, there is necessarily the greatest loss of life. +There are two names which are especially distinguished. +The first is that of Major Hodson, of the Guides, (hear, +hear,) who in his short but brilliant military career displayed +every quality which an officer should possess. +(Hear.) Nothing is more remarkable, in glancing over +the biography of Major Hodson that has just appeared, +than the variety of services in which he was engaged. +At one time he displayed his great personal courage and +skill as a swordsman in conflict with Sikh fanatics; was +then transferred to the civil service, in which he performed +his duties as though he had passed his whole life at the +desk, afterwards recruiting and commanding the corps of +Guides, and, lastly, taking part in the operations before +Delhi, volunteering for every enterprise in which life +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_444" id="Page_444">444</a></span> +could be hazarded or glory could be won. He crowded +into the brief space of eleven eventful years the services +and adventures of a long life. He died when his reward +was assured, obtaining only that reward which he most +coveted,—the consciousness of duty done, and the assurance +of enduring military renown. The other name to +which I shall refer is a name which will always be received +with feelings of special and individual interest by +this House. No words of mine can add to the glory +attaching to the short but noble career of Sir W. Peel. +(Cheers.) He bore a name which is inseparably connected +with the Parliamentary history of this country, +and it was with feelings of almost personal pride and +of personal grief that a great number of the members of +this House received the accounts of his glorious achievements +and of his untimely end. (Hear, hear.) For his +own reputation he had lived long enough; no future acts +could have enhanced his fame. It is England, it is his +country that deplores his loss." +</p> +</div> + +<p>I have also much pleasure in stating that "in +testimony of the high sense entertained of the +gallant and distinguished services of the late +Brevet-Major W. S. R. Hodson," the Secretary +of State for India in Council has granted a special +pension to his widow.</p> + +<p class="center p2">THE END.</p> + +<div class="footnotes p6"> +<h2>FOOTNOTES:</h2> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_1" id="Footnote_1" href="#FNanchor_1"><span class="label">[1]</span></a> See Washington Irving, &c.</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_2" id="Footnote_2" href="#FNanchor_2"><span class="label">[2]</span></a> At Sobraon.</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_3" id="Footnote_3" href="#FNanchor_3"><span class="label">[3]</span></a> Sir H. Lawrence, K. C. B.</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_4" id="Footnote_4" href="#FNanchor_4"><span class="label">[4]</span></a> At this very juncture, the Adjutant-General of the army had +also applied for Lieut. Hodson.</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_5" id="Footnote_5" href="#FNanchor_5"><span class="label">[5]</span></a> Now Sir Robert Napier, K. C. B.</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_6" id="Footnote_6" href="#FNanchor_6"><span class="label">[6]</span></a> Lieutenant (now Col.) Herbert Edwardes wrote as follows to his +family in England:—</p> + +<p class="footnote">"Young Hodson has been appointed to do duty with our Punjaub +Guide Corps, commanded by Lieutenant Lumsden. The duties of a +Commandant or Adjutant of Guides are at once important and delightful. +It is his duty in time of peace to fit himself for leading armies +during war. This necessitates his being constantly on the move, and +making himself and his men acquainted with the country in every +quarter. In short, it is a roving commission, and to a man of spirit +and ability one of the finest appointments imaginable.</p> + +<p class="footnote">"I think Hodson will do it justice. He is one of the finest young +fellows I know, and a thorough soldier in his heart."</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_7" id="Footnote_7" href="#FNanchor_7"><span class="label">[7]</span></a> <i>Extract from Despatch of</i> <span class="smcap">Brigadier Wheeler</span> <i>to the</i> <span class="smcap">Adjutant-General</span>.</p> + +<p class="footnote"> +<span class="left25 smcap">Camp, Rungur Nuggul</span>, <i>Oct. 15th, 1848</i>.</p> + +<p class="footnote">"Lieut. W. S. Hodson, with his detachment of Corps of Guides, has +done most excellent service, and by his daring boldness, and that of +his men, gained the admiration of all."</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_8" id="Footnote_8" href="#FNanchor_8"><span class="label">[8]</span></a> Sir Colin.</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_9" id="Footnote_9" href="#FNanchor_9"><span class="label">[9]</span></a> <i>Extract from an Order issued by</i> <span class="smcap">Brigadier-General Wheeler</span>.</p> + +<p class="footnote"> +<span class="smcap left25">"Camp Kulállwála</span>, <i>Nov. 23d, 1848</i>.</p> + +<p class="footnote">"The detachment of the Corps of Guides moved in the morning +direct on the village, whilst the other troops were moving on the +fort. It was occupied in force by the enemy, who were dislodged in +a most spirited manner, and the place afterwards retained as commanding +the works of the fort, the men keeping up a sharp fire on all +who showed themselves. The thanks of the Brigadier-General are +due to Lieut. Hodson, not only for his services in the field, but for the +information with which he furnished him, and he offers them to him +and to his men."</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_10" id="Footnote_10" href="#FNanchor_10"><span class="label">[10]</span></a> Fanatics.</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_11" id="Footnote_11" href="#FNanchor_11"><span class="label">[11]</span></a></p> + +<p class="footnote"><i>Extract from an Order issued by</i> <span class="smcap">Brigadier-General Wheeler, +C. B.</span>, <i>dated</i></p> + +<p class="footnote"> +<span class="smcap left25">"Camp below Dullah</span>, <i>Jan. 17th, 1849</i>.</p> + +<p class="footnote">"This order cannot be closed without the expression of the Brigadier-General's +high opinion of the services of Lieutenants Lumsden +and Hodson, who have spared no labor to obtain for him an accurate +knowledge of the mountain of Dullah and its approaches; and Lieutenant +Hodson has entitled himself to the sincere thanks of the Brigadier-General +for his endeavors to lead a column to turn the enemy's +position, which failed only from causes which rendered success impracticable."</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_12" id="Footnote_12" href="#FNanchor_12"><span class="label">[12]</span></a> Chillianwalla, Jan. 13th, 1849.</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_13" id="Footnote_13" href="#FNanchor_13"><span class="label">[13]</span></a> Such an impression had my brother's daring and activity produced +upon the minds of the Sikhs, that several years afterwards it +was found that the Sikh mothers still used his name as a threat of terror +to their children, reminding one of the border ballad,—</p> + +<div class="poem"> +<p class="footnote i4">Hark ye, hark ye, do not fret ye,</p> +<p class="footnote i4">The black Douglas shall not get ye.</p> +</div> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_14" id="Footnote_14" href="#FNanchor_14"><span class="label">[14]</span></a> Sir W. Napier.</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_15" id="Footnote_15" href="#FNanchor_15"><span class="label">[15]</span></a> No two troops or companies were of the same race, in order to +prevent the possibility of combination. One company was composed +of Sikhs, another of Affreedees, others of Pathans, Goorkhas, Punjaubee +Mahomedans, &c., with native officers, in each case, of a different +race from the men.</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_16" id="Footnote_16" href="#FNanchor_16"><span class="label">[16]</span></a> The news of his father's death.</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_17" id="Footnote_17" href="#FNanchor_17"><span class="label">[17]</span></a> "Lieutenant Hodson, who has succeeded to the command of the +Guides, is an accomplished soldier, cool in council, daring in action, +with great natural ability improved by education. There are few +abler men in any service."</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_18" id="Footnote_18" href="#FNanchor_18"><span class="label">[18]</span></a> They afterwards mutinied.</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_19" id="Footnote_19" href="#FNanchor_19"><span class="label">[19]</span></a> His bearer.</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_20" id="Footnote_20" href="#FNanchor_20"><span class="label">[20]</span></a> <i>Letter from an Officer.</i></p> + +<p class="footnote">"When the mutiny broke out, our communications were completely +cut off. One night, on outlying picket at Meerut, this subject being +discussed, I said, 'Hodson is at Umbâla, I know; and I'll bet he will +force his way through, and open communications with the Commander-in-Chief +and ourselves.' At about three that night I heard +my advanced sentries firing. I rode off to see what was the matter, +and they told me that a party of enemy's cavalry had approached +their post. When day broke, in galloped Hodson. He had left Kurnâl +(seventy-six miles off) at nine the night before, with one led horse +and an escort of Sikh cavalry, and, as I had anticipated, here he was +with despatches for Wilson! How I quizzed him for approaching an +armed post at night without knowing the parole. Hodson rode +straight to Wilson, had his interview, a bath, breakfast, and two +hours' sleep, and then rode back the seventy-six miles, and had to +fight his way for about thirty miles of the distance."</p> + +<p class="footnote">Another officer, writing to his wife at this time, says:—</p> + +<p class="footnote">"Hodson's gallant deeds more resemble a chapter from the life of +Bayard or Amadis de Gaul, than the doings of a subaltern of the +nineteenth century. The only feeling mixed with my admiration for +him is envy."</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_21" id="Footnote_21" href="#FNanchor_21"><span class="label">[21]</span></a> At Bhágput.</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_22" id="Footnote_22" href="#FNanchor_22"><span class="label">[22]</span></a> I am told that, one day about this time, General Barnard said at +the council table, "We must have our best man to lead that column;—Hodson, +will you take it?"—<i>Ed.</i></p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_23" id="Footnote_23" href="#FNanchor_23"><span class="label">[23]</span></a> One of the officers who witnessed this scene told me that the exclamation +of the men on meeting him was, "Burra Lerai-wallah," or +Great in battle.—<i>Ed.</i></p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_24" id="Footnote_24" href="#FNanchor_24"><span class="label">[24]</span></a> This had been one of the unfounded charges against him two +years before.</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_25" id="Footnote_25" href="#FNanchor_25"><span class="label">[25]</span></a> A Persian lady.</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_26" id="Footnote_26" href="#FNanchor_26"><span class="label">[26]</span></a> <i>From</i> <span class="smcap">Major-General Sir H. Barnard</span>, <i>Commanding Field Force, +to the</i> <span class="smcap">Adjutant-General</span> <i>of the Army</i>.</p> + +<p class="footnote"> +<span class="left45 smcap">"Camp, Delhi</span>, <i>June 16th, 1857</i>.</p> + +<p class="footnote">"<span class="smcap">Sir</span>,—While inclosing for the information of the Commander-in-Chief +the reports of the late attack made by the enemy on the force +under my command, I would wish to bring to his notice the assistance +I have received in every way from the services of Lieut. W. S. Hodson, +1st Bengal European Fusileers.</p> + +<p class="footnote">"Since the arrival of his regiment at Umbâla, up to the present +date, his untiring energy and perpetual anxiety to assist me in any +way in which his services might be found useful, have distinguished +him throughout, and are now my reasons for bringing this officer thus +specially to the notice of the Commander-in-Chief.</p> + +<p class="footnote"> +<span class="i4">(Signed)</span> +<span class="smcap left25">"H. M. Barnard</span>,<br /> +<span class="left65"><i>Major-General</i>."</span> +</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_27" id="Footnote_27" href="#FNanchor_27"><span class="label">[27]</span></a> <i>Extract of a Private Letter from</i> <span class="smcap">Camp</span> <i>to</i> <span class="smcap">Lord W. Hay</span>.</p> + +<p class="footnote">"Hodson volunteered to lead the assault on the night of the 11th, +but the plan unfortunately was not adopted; a small building in front +of the gate, which he had fixed on as the rendezvous, is called 'Hodson's +Mosque.' It would probably have been his <i>tomb</i>, for few of the +devoted band would have escaped, though the city would have been +ours."</p> + +<p class="footnote">A private letter from Camp of the 10th June, says, "Hodson, of the +1st Fusileers, and old Showers are admitted to be the best officers in +the field."</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_28" id="Footnote_28" href="#FNanchor_28"><span class="label">[28]</span></a> 1st European Bengal Fusileers.</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_29" id="Footnote_29" href="#FNanchor_29"><span class="label">[29]</span></a> 1st European Bengal Fusileers.</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_30" id="Footnote_30" href="#FNanchor_30"><span class="label">[30]</span></a> 1st European Bengal Fusileers.</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_31" id="Footnote_31" href="#FNanchor_31"><span class="label">[31]</span></a> Sir Thomas Seaton, K. C. B.</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_32" id="Footnote_32" href="#FNanchor_32"><span class="label">[32]</span></a> "They went into the city, and reported that they had defeated +the great Lâll Bahadoor (Red Warrior) and a large party of his horse, +and were rewarded accordingly."—<i>Letter from Camp.</i> [<span class="smcap">Ed.</span>]</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_33" id="Footnote_33" href="#FNanchor_33"><span class="label">[33]</span></a> <i>Extract from Letter of</i> <span class="smcap">Colonel</span> (<i>now</i> <span class="smcap">Sir T.</span>) <span class="smcap">Seaton</span>, <i>from Camp, +at this time</i>:—</p> + +<p class="footnote">"Hodson's courage and conduct are the admiration of all, and how +he gets through the immense amount of work and fatigue he does is +marvellous.</p> + +<p class="footnote">"He has the soundest heart and clearest head of any man in camp."</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_34" id="Footnote_34" href="#FNanchor_34"><span class="label">[34]</span></a> "On the return of the detachment from the fight of the 18th, Colonel +Jones, who commanded, went to the General and begged to thank +Captain Hodson for his most gallant and efficient assistance, adding +his hope for no better aid whenever he had to lead for the future."—<i>Extract +from a Letter from Camp.</i></p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_35" id="Footnote_35" href="#FNanchor_35"><span class="label">[35]</span></a> It was ultimately ascertained that there were 70,000 or 75,000.</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_36" id="Footnote_36" href="#FNanchor_36"><span class="label">[36]</span></a> It was, however, <i>refused</i> by the Government, though asked for in +the strongest terms of praise by Colonel A. Becher, Quartermaster-General, +and recommended by the General!—<i>Ed.</i></p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_37" id="Footnote_37" href="#FNanchor_37"><span class="label">[37]</span></a> European force before Delhi, August 1:—</p> + +<div class="footnote"> +<table summary="Force"> +<tr> +<td> +Infantry,</td> +<td class="tdr">2,000</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td>Cavalry,</td> +<td class="tdr">500</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td>Artillery,</td> +<td class="tdr">550</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td> </td> +<td class="tdr">——</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td> </td> +<td class="tdr">3,050</td> +</tr> +</table> +</div> + +<p class="footnote"><span class="left35">On actual daily duty, 2,007.</span></p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_38" id="Footnote_38" href="#FNanchor_38"><span class="label">[38]</span></a></p> + +<p class="footnote"> +<span class="smcap left45">"Cawnpore</span>, <i>July 26th</i>.</p> + +<p class="footnote">"General Havelock has crossed the river to relieve Lucknow, which +will be effected four days hence.</p> + +<p class="footnote">"We shall probably march to Delhi to-morrow, with 4,000 or 5,000 +Europeans, and a heavy artillery, in number, <i>not</i> weight.</p> + +<p class="footnote">"The China force is in Calcutta, 5,000 men. More troops expected +immediately. We shall soon be with you.—Yours truly,</p> + +<p class="footnote"> +<span class="smcap left45">"B. A. Tytler</span>,<br /> +<span class="left40">"<i>Lieut.-Col., Quartermaster-General,</i></span><br /> +<span class="left45">"<i>Movable Column</i>."</span> +</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_39" id="Footnote_39" href="#FNanchor_39"><span class="label">[39]</span></a> The uniform of "Hodson's Horse" was a dust-colored tunic, +with a scarlet sash worn over the shoulder, and scarlet turban, which +gained them the name of "the Flamingoes."</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_40" id="Footnote_40" href="#FNanchor_40"><span class="label">[40]</span></a> 1st European Bengal Fusileers.</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_41" id="Footnote_41" href="#FNanchor_41"><span class="label">[41]</span></a> <i>Extract from Letter of</i> <span class="smcap">Major-General Wilson</span>.</p> + +<p class="footnote">"The Major-General commanding the force having received from +Lieut. Hodson a report of his proceedings and operations from the +14th, when he left camp, till his return on the 24th, has much pleasure +in expressing to that officer his thanks for the able manner in +which he carried out the instructions given him. The Major-General's +thanks are also due to the European and native officers and +men composing the detachment, for their steady and gallant behavior +throughout the operations, particularly on the 17th and 18th inst., at +Rohtuck, when they charged and dispersed large parties of horse and +foot."</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_42" id="Footnote_42" href="#FNanchor_42"><span class="label">[42]</span></a> Referring to his charge of the Intelligence Department.</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_43" id="Footnote_43" href="#FNanchor_43"><span class="label">[43]</span></a> An artillery officer told me of my brother, that even when he +might have taken rest he would not; but instead, would go and help +work at the batteries, and exposed himself constantly in order to relieve +some fainting gunner or wounded man.—<i>Ed.</i></p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_44" id="Footnote_44" href="#FNanchor_44"><span class="label">[44]</span></a> The story referred to was told by an officer: visiting the sick in +hospital in the fort at Agra, he asked a man, severely wounded, whether +he could do anything for him. "Oh yes, sir," was the answer, "if you +would be so good as to read us anything in the papers about that Captain +Hodson; he's always doing something to make us proud of our +country, and of belonging to the same service as that noble fellow; it +makes one forget the pain."</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_45" id="Footnote_45" href="#FNanchor_45"><span class="label">[45]</span></a> The following account of the assault, by an officer of the 1st +European Bengal Fusileers, will supply many particulars of interest:—</p> + +<p class="footnote">"At 2 o'clock <span class="smcap">a. m.</span> we formed in front of our camp 250 strong, and +marched down to Ludlow Castle, which we reached about daybreak. +There we paused some time to receive our ladders, and advanced at +sunrise to the assault. Every man felt this day would repay him for +four months of hard knocks, and that we should give the murderous +ruffians a wholesome lesson, and teach them that a hand-to-hand +struggle with armed men was quite another affair to one with defenceless +women and children. We cross the glacis, the fire is hot; descend +and reascend the ditch, mount the berme and escalade. Hark! +what noise is that? not the Sepoy's war-cry 'Bum, Bum ram, ram, +Oh King' for which you are intently listening; but the wild, thrilling +cheer of the British, which announces to friend and foe that the ramparts +are won. We descend and meet in the Cashmere Bastion, and-are +astonished at our rapid success. A general shaking of hands +takes place. 'Oh, General, is that you?' 'Paddy, my boy, how are +you?' these and such like greetings take place, whilst the different +regiments form. We moved out rapidly and stormed the church and +adjacent buildings, and killed a number of Sepoys as they retreated +from the Water Bastion. After this, we proceeded round the ramparts +to our right without very much opposition, and halted at the +Cabul Gate for some time; again the word was forward, and in leading +on the men, my glorious friend George Jacob was mortally wounded; +he, poor fellow, was shot in the thigh, and died that night. As +he lay writhing in his agony on the ground, unable to stand, two or +three men went to take him to the rear, but a sense of duty was superior +to bodily pain, and he refused their aid, desiring them to go on +and take the guns. Twice did the enemy repulse us from this strong +position, our third attempt was successful, but two guns hardly repaid +us for our loss. 'Sergeant Jordan,' I said, 'spike that gun on the +rampart.' 'I can't, sir, I've no spikes.' 'Then take a ramrod, break +it in, and throw it down to me;' and I spiked the other gun in the +same way. The enemy eventually retook this position, but found +only useless guns. A little in advance, the enemy had a gun and +bullet-proof breastwork, behind which they fired on us with impunity. +This was on the rampart, and we were in a narrow lane about twelve +feet below, where not more than four men could go abreast. In one +charge, Nicholson, our best and bravest, was struck down. Speke, +gentle everywhere but in the field, was mortally wounded, and I, in +re-forming the regiment for a renewed attempt, was shot through the +right shoulder, which will prevent my being bumptious for some +time; out of our small party, seven officers and many, very many +men had fallen. It was felt to be madness to continue the struggle +where the enemy had all the advantage, and the troops were withdrawn +to the Cabul Gate, but the British and Sikh soldiers had done +their work, they had opened the road for our unrivalled artillery to +bring in their guns, and in six days they cleared the city with very +trifling loss on our side."</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_46" id="Footnote_46" href="#FNanchor_46"><span class="label">[46]</span></a> 66 officers, 1,104 men, was the official return.</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_47" id="Footnote_47" href="#FNanchor_47"><span class="label">[47]</span></a> On the 16th.</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_48" id="Footnote_48" href="#FNanchor_48"><span class="label">[48]</span></a> One of the officers present on this occasion, speaking of it in a +letter to his wife, says, "I found time, however, for admiration of +Hodson, who sat like a man carved in stone, and as calm and apparently +as unconcerned as the sentries at the Horse Guards, and only by +his eyes and his ready hand, whenever occasion offered, could you +have told that he was in deadly peril, and the balls flying amongst us +as thick as hail."</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_49" id="Footnote_49" href="#FNanchor_49"><span class="label">[49]</span></a> <i>Extract from the Despatch of</i> <span class="smcap">Brigadier Hope Grant</span>, <i>Commanding +Cavalry Division</i>.</p> + +<p class="footnote"> +<span class="left35 smcap">"Head-Quarters, Delhi</span>, <i>Sept. 17th, 1857</i>.</p> + +<p class="footnote">"The behavior of the Native Cavalry was also admirable. Nothing + could be steadier, nothing more soldierlike, than their bearing. +Lieutenant Hodson commanded a corps raised by himself, and he is a +first-rate officer, brave, determined, and clear-headed."</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_50" id="Footnote_50" href="#FNanchor_50"><span class="label">[50]</span></a> Hervey H. Greathed, Commissioner and Political Agent.</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_51" id="Footnote_51" href="#FNanchor_51"><span class="label">[51]</span></a> <i>Extract from the Despatches of</i> <span class="smcap">General Wilson</span> <i>on the Fall of +Delhi</i>.</p> + +<p class="footnote"> +<span class="smcap left65">"Delhi</span>, <i>Sept. 22d, 1857</i>.</p> + +<p class="footnote">"I beg also to bring very favorably to notice the officers of the +Quartermaster-General's Department, ... and Captain Hodson, +who has performed such good and gallant service with his newly +raised regiment of Irregular Horse, and at the same time conducted +the duties of the Intelligence Department, under the orders of the +Quartermaster-General, with rare ability and success."</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_52" id="Footnote_52" href="#FNanchor_52"><span class="label">[52]</span></a> Vide p. <a href="#Page_342">342</a> for more detailed account.</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_53" id="Footnote_53" href="#FNanchor_53"><span class="label">[53]</span></a> It was on this spot that the head of Gooroo Teg Bahadoor had +been exposed by order of Aurungzebe, the Great Mogul, nearly 200 +years before. The Sikhs considered that in attacking Delhi they +were "paying off an old score." A prophecy had long been current +among them, that by the help of the white man they should reconquer +Delhi. After this they looked on Captain Hodson as the "avenger of +their martyred Gooroo," and were even more ready than before to +follow him anywhere.</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_54" id="Footnote_54" href="#FNanchor_54"><span class="label">[54]</span></a> "At a short distance, about a mile before reaching the tomb, the +road passes under the Old Fort,—a strong tower, commanding the +road on two sides, in which the King and his party first took refuge +on their escape from Delhi. This was filled with his adherents, +and it was a moment of no small danger to Hodson and his little +troop, when passing under it on his way out to the tomb, any stray +shot from the walls might have laid him low."—<i>Note by a Friend.</i></p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_55" id="Footnote_55" href="#FNanchor_55"><span class="label">[55]</span></a> All the notice taken of this remarkable exploit in Major-General +Wilson's despatch of September 22d, was,—</p> + +<p class="footnote">"The King, who accompanied the troops for some short distance +last night, gave himself up to a party of Irregular Cavalry whom I +sent out in the direction of the fugitives, and he is now a prisoner +under a guard of European soldiers."</p> + +<p class="footnote">We may well remark on this <i>anonymous</i> version, "id maxime formidolosum, +privati hominis nomen supra principis attolli."—<i>Ed.</i></p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_56" id="Footnote_56" href="#FNanchor_56"><span class="label">[56]</span></a> Called Shahzadahs.</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_57" id="Footnote_57" href="#FNanchor_57"><span class="label">[57]</span></a> "When within the inclosure, Hodson observed the balcony resting +on the Archway of Ingress filled with the followers of the royal +party, many with arms. Facing it, he looked up calmly, pointed his +carabine, and said, 'The first man that moves is a dead man.' The +effect was instantaneous. Not a hand was raised, and by the glance +of that eye, and effect of that voice, every disposition to interfere by +word or deed was quelled."—<i>Note by a friend, who afterwards visited +Humayoon's Tomb in company with Lieut. Macdowell.</i></p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_58" id="Footnote_58" href="#FNanchor_58"><span class="label">[58]</span></a> <i>From</i> <span class="smcap">Mr. Montgomery</span>, <i>now Chief Commissioner of Oude</i>.</p> + +<p class="footnote"> +<span class="left65">"<i>Sept. 29th.</i></span></p> + +<p class="footnote">"<span class="smcap">My dear Hodson</span>,—All honor to you (and to your 'Horse') +for <i>catching</i> the King and slaying his sons. I hope you will bag many +more! In haste,</p> + +<p class="footnote"> +<span class="left55">"Ever yours,</span><br /> +<span class="smcap left65">"R. Montgomery</span>." +</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_59" id="Footnote_59" href="#FNanchor_59"><span class="label">[59]</span></a> So he did, but ultimately gave himself up, and was hanged by +the authorities in Delhi.—<i>Ed.</i></p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_60" id="Footnote_60" href="#FNanchor_60"><span class="label">[60]</span></a> Referring to his wife's almost miraculous escape, when the horse +on which she was riding fell over a precipice and was killed.—<i>Ed.</i></p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_61" id="Footnote_61" href="#FNanchor_61"><span class="label">[61]</span></a> A letter from Delhi, in October, says:—</p> + +<p class="footnote">"The corps raised by that very gallant officer, Captain Hodson, is +composed, more than anything we have hitherto had, of the old sirdars +and soldiers of Runjeet Singh's time, in consequence of which, and +the skill of their commander, they are already an extremely efficient +corps.</p> + +<p class="footnote">"I was talking this morning to a very independent looking Resaldar, +who seemed to be treated by his men much more as they do a +European officer than is ever seen in our service, and who bore himself +as the inferior of no one, and I found that he had been long a +colonel of artillery in Runjeet Singh's service, and very openly went +through the part he had taken against us in the revolt of 1849."</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_62" id="Footnote_62" href="#FNanchor_62"><span class="label">[62]</span></a> <i>From Despatch from</i> <span class="smcap">Colonel T. Seaton</span>, C. B., <i>to</i> <span class="smcap">Major-General +Penny</span>, <i>Commanding at Delhi</i>.</p> + +<p class="footnote"> +<span class="smcap left45">"Khasgunge</span>, <i>Dec. 15th, 1857</i>. +</p> + +<p class="footnote">"The General will see by the list of casualties, that Captain Hodson's +newly raised body of Horse was not backward, and rendered +excellent service. It could not do less under its distinguished commander, +whom I beg particularly to mention to the Major-General, as +having on every possible occasion rendered me the most efficient service, +whether in gaining information, reconnoitring the country, or +leading his regiment."</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_63" id="Footnote_63" href="#FNanchor_63"><span class="label">[63]</span></a> <i>Extract from a Despatch from</i> <span class="smcap">Lieutenant-Colonel T. Seaton</span>, +<i>dated</i></p> + +<p class="footnote"> +<span class="smcap left45">"Puttialee</span>, <i>Dec. 18th, 1857</i>. +</p> + +<p class="footnote">"After the action at Gungeree I specially mentioned Captain Hodson +and his regiment. I can but repeat what I then said, and beg +that the Major-General will be good enough to bring this officer, and +his great and important services, to the special notice of the Commander-in-Chief."</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_64" id="Footnote_64" href="#FNanchor_64"><span class="label">[64]</span></a> The following extract from a private letter of an artillery officer, +describing the state of the roads, will give some notion of the danger +of this ride:—</p> + +<p class="footnote"> +<span class="smcap left45">"Mynpooree</span>, <i>December 29th</i>.</p> + +<p class="footnote">"Since the 20th of October, no letters have passed this road. +The 'Kossids,' whose trade it is to carry letters through an enemy's +country, would not and could not do it, and no wonder. At one +place we saw a poor brute who had gone from us with a letter to the +Chief, and had been caught by the rebels. He was hanging by the +heels, had his nose cut off, had been made a target of, and roasted +alive.</p> + +<p class="footnote">"Pleasant fellows, these rebels, and worthy of all consideration." +</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_65" id="Footnote_65" href="#FNanchor_65"><span class="label">[65]</span></a> Lieutenant R. Mitford, 3d Bengal Fusileers, now Adjutant of +Hodson's Horse and V. C.</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_66" id="Footnote_66" href="#FNanchor_66"><span class="label">[66]</span></a> Mr. Charles Raikes, in his interesting <i>Notes on the Revolt</i>, p. 109, +says: "At night I warned Mr. Power for duty, to go out with the +Brigade. I found it difficult to convince him that 2,000 men, quietly +slumbering around, would, in the course of an half hour, be under +arms, and on the march to attack the enemy. Scarce a creature +in the camp, save General Mansfield, Adrian Hope, Hodson, and I, +knew the plans of the Commander-in-Chief. The men had gone to +bed as usual, when quietly orders were issued, and by half-past ten, +Hope, with his Brigade, was on his march." He then gives several +amusing native accounts of the action at Shumshabad, and afterwards +adds,—"Rode to see Hodson; he is much cut up about Macdowell's +loss, but treats his own wounds very lightly. Being in his +sword arm, we shall lose his invaluable services for a time."</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_67" id="Footnote_67" href="#FNanchor_67"><span class="label">[67]</span></a> Charles Theophilus Metcalfe, 2nd son of the late James Macdowell, +Esq., of Bengal Medical Service, born 29th October, 1829, +appointed to Honorable East India Company's Service, 1846. Served +in Punjaub campaign of 1848-9, including passage of Chenab at Ramnuggur, +and battles of Chillianwallah and Goojerat, in which he +carried the colors of his regiment, 2d Bengal European Fusileers +(medal and clasp). Served in Burmah, marched with his regiment +to Delhi, and served with it in various engagements, till in August +he was appointed second in command of Hodson's Horse.</p> + +<p class="footnote">"This excellent officer, who was Captain Hodson's second in command, +and right-hand man, sunk under his wound, to the sorrow of +all who knew his rare value as a soldier."—Raikes's <i>Notes</i>.</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_68" id="Footnote_68" href="#FNanchor_68"><span class="label">[68]</span></a> His father's old parish.</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_69" id="Footnote_69" href="#FNanchor_69"><span class="label">[69]</span></a> Lieutenant Gough says, that my brother saved his life by cutting +down a rebel trooper in the very act of spearing him.</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_70" id="Footnote_70" href="#FNanchor_70"><span class="label">[70]</span></a> It has been given.—<i>Ed.</i></p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_71" id="Footnote_71" href="#FNanchor_71"><span class="label">[71]</span></a> At the Begum's Palace the defences were found, after the capture +of the place, so much stronger than could be observed or had been believed, +that the General said, that, had he known what lay before the +assaulting column, he should have hesitated to give the order for advance. +They went at it, however, with a rush,—the 93d Highlanders +and 4th Punjaub Rifles, old comrades at the Secundrabagh,—and +carried it.</p> + +<p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_72" id="Footnote_72" href="#FNanchor_72"><span class="label">[72]</span></a> This orderly, Nihal Singh, afterwards travelled to Simla at his +own expense to see Mrs. Hodson, and beg to be taken into her service +and go to England with her. The men of his regiment cried like +children when they heard the news of his death.</p> +</div> + + + + + + + + +<pre> + + + + + +End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Twelve Years of a Soldier's Life in +India, by W. S. R. 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