CHAPTER XVIII.

The regiment refitted with clothing and provisions at St. Jean de

Luz -- Comments by Lawrence on the shameful behaviour of certain

sergeants of his regiment -- Marches and countermarches in the

mountain passes -- Lawrence temporizes as cook in behalf of his

officers, and is rewarded with an extra allowance of rum -- A wet

night -- Fall of San Sebastian -- Lawrence acts as medical

adviser to his captain and gets more rum -- Battle of the Nivelle

and the French driven well into their own country.

Very shortly after my promotion we were ordered to St. Jean de Luz,

where we received new clothes, and high time it was that we did so

too, for our old ones were scarcely worth owning as rags and fearfully

dirty, the red of them having turned almost to black. I ought to have

received a sergeant's suit, but owing probably to the quartermaster's

obstinacy I only got a private's, the same sort as I had had before.

Here we likewise received a good supply of bread and rum, which seemed

to us like a new and even a luxurious diet.

I may as well here give the details about the sergeants of our

regiment. I was the only one in my company where there ought to have

been six when I was promoted, so the whole duty fell heavily on me.

The rest had been wounded at some time or other before, and then never

pushed on much to get back to their regiment; many when recovered

preferring to skulk in the hospitals in paltry situations such as

doorkeepers or ward-masters, so getting a little extra pay, and then,

as I shall again have occasion to show, being too ready to make their

appearance when the war was over. Fortunately, however, they then met

with no great encouragement. They had really plenty of opportunity to

follow up the regiment if they had chosen, but I suppose they thought

they were best off out of the smell of powder, and probably they were,

but still that does not throw a very creditable light on them.

After we had received our clothes and provisions, we did not lie long

at St. Jean de Luz, but again started on our marches, cruising about

in the Pyrenees. For some time nothing of any particular note occurred

until we again fell in with the enemy, who were stationed in huts

which they had erected in the various valleys. We attacked them, and

some sharp work ensued, for they did not seem to like the idea of

abandoning their houses, which were much more comfortable than the

open winter air, but we at last drove them off and took possession of

their habitations, which a part of our army occupied. As for our

regiment itself, we marched up the side of a mountain and encamped

there.

We again found ourselves very short of provisions there, and besides

that the rain was falling in torrents all night. We had nothing over

our heads at first to cover them, so we set to and gathered a quantity

of grass, sticks, stubble, and like things, and made a kind of wall to

keep off a little of the wind and beating rain; and then we tried to

make up our fires with anything we could get together, but owing to

the wetness of the substances, they were not very lively, and it was a

long time before we could get them to burn at all.

Our captain asked me if I could boil him a piece of beef, so I told

him I would try and see what I could do to make the best of the bad

circumstances, and accordingly I and a corporal of my company at once

set to work, first placing our hanger over the fire and then swinging

the kettle on it with the beef. The beef nearly filled the kettle, and

though it was pouring with rain, it was a very awkward place to get

water, as there were no springs near and no tanks to catch the rain

in; consequently we had only about a quart of water in the pot, which

had all boiled away before the beef was done. However, the captain was

impatient for his supper, so it was taken up to him as it was, the

pot-cover serving as a dish and a wooden canteen as a plate. I put it

before him with salt on the edge of the canteen, and I likewise got

him a piece of bread, which by the time he had it was nicely soaked by

the rain--indeed we had not a dry thread on us by this time. The next

bother was for a fork: I had a knife myself, but had lost the fork, so

I got a stick and sharpened it at one end and gave him that as a

substitute, and was rewarded by his praising me for my good

contrivance.

Colonel Thornton coming up meanwhile, he was invited by the captain to

partake of some of the beef, and he gladly accepted, as he said he was

very hungry; so another plate, knife, and fork were wanted. I borrowed

my comrade the corporal's canteen and knife, and manufactured another

fork like the former to serve for the colonel, and they both said the

beef was very good, but not very well done, which it certainly was

not, for though it went down sweet like most things in those times,

the inside was certainly hardly warm.

The colonel sent me to the quartermaster for a canteen of rum, which

was equivalent to three pints, for which purpose another canteen had

to be borrowed, but when I returned to him with it he said, "That's

right; now go and drink it." I took it off to my comrade, and we both

sat down under our artificial wall close by our fire to try and enjoy

ourselves as best the inclemency of the weather would allow us,

keeping, however, near our officers' green-carpeted nature's

dining-room, so that if we were wanted we could hear them call. But

when they did so, which was in a short time, it was for us to clear

away, with orders at the same time to keep the remainder of the beef

for ourselves; so we removed our dinner traps, passing a good many

remarks in a jocular spirit on our green pasture, wet cloth, and our

scientific dishes, plates, knives, and forks, much to the amusement of

the colonel and captain who were looking on, and then sat down to our

own supper, which we very much needed. I remember remarking to my

comrade that we had not done so badly over our cooking after all, but

perhaps it was only the hunger that made us think so. After finishing

our supper and drinking the greater part of our rum, which no doubt

got to a certain extent into our heads and served to keep out the cold

and wet and make us generally comfortable, we curled ourselves into

our blankets and lay down on the wet ground to rest.

The rain descended in torrents all night and completely soaked us,

but the morning broke out clear, and after we had disposed of the rest

of our beef and rum, we joined all hands at work in wringing and

shaking the water out of our blankets before putting them up into our

knapsacks. We were obliged to do this while they were damp for fear of

an attack from the enemy, it being a general rule to keep all in

readiness; and, indeed, on this occasion it was not more than an hour

after these preparations that the French assailed us. Not being

willing to show fight, we retreated on that occasion, having nothing

to attend to but ourselves and our kit, for we were without baggage

and cannon. After a ten miles' journey or so we again halted expecting

to be attacked again very soon, for which emergency we hastily

prepared, needlessly, as it proved, however, for we eventually stopped

here quietly for a month.

During this time that I have been speaking of the siege of San

Sebastian had been going on, the town having up to this time been

already attacked twice, but without success. Lord Wellington now

ordered twenty men out of each regiment of our division to act in

conjunction with the besiegers, and soon after they arrived, the order

being given to attack, after about two hours' fighting they succeeded

in capturing the town and driving the garrison into the castle, which

was likewise obliged to surrender in about a week. Though there were

many deaths occasioned in this siege, strange to say the whole twenty

men of our regiment returned unhurt.

I remember during our stay here, our captain was fearfully troubled

with the toothache. At last one night, after trying in vain to endure

the pain, he came to me and said, "O sergeant, I am still troubled

with the pain! What can you advise me for it?" I recommended him just

to take a pipe of my tobacco, for I knew that would be a good thing

for him, but he never could bear tobacco, so that it wanted a good

deal of persuasion to at last make him consent to prefer the remedy to

the pain. As he had no pipe of his own, I supplied him with the

implement and some tobacco, and he began to smoke. But he had not been

at it long before he said, "Why, sergeant, this will never do! The

place seems whirling round. Here, take the pipe, for I feel precious

queer; but my tooth is much better, and after all you are not such a

bad doctor." He gave me half a pint of rum, and for a long time I

heard nothing more of his toothache.

We stayed here, as I said before, about a month, and then again moved

on after our enemy, our cavalry, pontoon bridges, and artillery coming

on by the most convenient passes of the mountains. While on the march

we often had slight skirmishes with the enemy, but no regular pitched

battle until we came to the Nivelle, where Soult had taken up a strong

position. There our army halted in line, determined to attack and

proceed if possible into France, as nothing more remained to be done

in the Peninsula, Pampeluna having been obliged, owing to shortness of

provisions, to surrender on the last day of October.

The Third, Fourth, and Seventh divisions, under Marshal Beresford and

their respective generals, occupied the right centres of the line. We

commenced the attack early on the 10th of November on a village which

was defended by two redoubts. One of these our division took under

General Cole, driving the enemy to some heights in the rear, where we

again attacked them and drove them over the Nivelle.

After this we went into cantonments for a few weeks, but owing to the

unsettled state of the French army who had attacked our left, and

then, having failed, had proceeded against our right which was

commanded by Sir Rowland Hill, Lord Wellington ordered the Sixth and

our division to reinforce the right. We only arrived there, however,

just in time to hear that the action was all over, the defeat of the

enemy and their enforced retreat still further into their own country

having been accomplished without our assistance.

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