CHAPTER XIII.

Being loath to interrupt my narrative of the sanguinary operations of

this day, I have omitted to notice an event, perhaps more important

in its general consequences than even the successful resistance of

one British corps to the attack of almost the whole French army. The

reader will no doubt recollect that, at the period of time respecting

which I am now writing, the various states of Germany, which had lain

so long under the French yoke, were beginning once more to assert

their independence--many, indeed, had taken up arms against the common

enemy. The battle of Leipsic had been fought; the Confederation of

the Rhine was dissolved; Holland and the Netherlands were in a great

measure restored to their legitimate sovereign; and all in rear of the

Allied line, extending from Huningen to the Low Countries, was free.

Attached to the army of Marshal Soult were several brigades of German

and Dutch troops, from whom the intelligence of the real state of their

respective countries could not be concealed. Of these, about 4000 men,

through the instrumentality of their commanding officers, had for some

time back been in secret communication with Lord Wellington. All indeed

that was wanting to withdraw them from the ranks of the enemy was a

convenient opportunity to desert; and against this the French general

appeared studiously to strive. One brigade he had already sent to the

rear on suspicion, and he had thrown out various hints that the rest

must speedily follow; nor can it be doubted that these hints would have

been acted upon but for the events of the three last days. The extreme

fatigue of his French battalions compelled him to assign the advanced

station this morning to a corps of Germans, who had no sooner taken up

their ground than they proposed to carry into execution a plan which

their officers had long matured. Collecting their baggage, and carrying

with them their arms, ammunition, and accoutrements, they marched in

regular order within our lines, and were instantly shipped, as they had

previously desired, for their own country. Thus, independently of his

loss in killed and wounded, which, on the most moderate computation,

could not amount to less, during the late operations, than four

thousand men, Soult found his army weakened by the desertion of fifteen

hundred or two thousand veteran soldiers.

The Germans had taken up the ground in our immediate front soon after

dark on the evening of the 10th. They were not then prepared to abandon

the cause of Napoleon; but messengers were sent in that night to warn

our general of what was to take place on the morrow, and to guard

the column of deserters from being fired on by our outposts. All was

fully arranged. Just before the advance of the Portuguese brigade,

which brought on the renewal of hostilities, the German corps began

their march; and being welcomed with cheers by their new allies, who

stood under arms to receive them, that which was to us an animating

spectacle, doubtless spread dismay and bitter chagrin among the ranks

of the enemy. But to return to my own personal narrative.

The night of the 11th was spent, as that of the 10th had been, round

our fires, and in the open air. A supply of beef, biscuit, and rum had,

however, been issued out; and the beef being broiled over the coals,

a substantial supper recruited the strength of those who were really

beginning to faint from inanition. Then the grog being passed round,

and pipes and cigars lighted, we lay not down to sleep till many a rude

joke had been bandied about and many a merry catch chanted. Not that

we were altogether insensible to more grave and melancholy feelings.

Our ranks were a good deal thinned; of our beloved companions many had

fallen; and I speak truly when I say that we lamented their fall, even

in the midst of our mirth. But a state of warfare is productive, and

necessarily so, of more consummate selfishness than any other situation

into which man is liable to be thrown; and hence, except some bosom

friend have perished, such as Grey was to me, and I to him, it must be

confessed that soldiers think less of the dead than of the living. Each

man, indeed, is (shall I own it?) too happy to find himself unscathed,

to waste many fruitless expressions of sorrow upon those whose fate has

been different.

The dawn of the 12th found us, as the dawn of the preceding day had

done, under arms. Just before day broke, the battalion, leaving two

companies to act as skirmishers, fell back to the rear of a thin

hedgerow, for the purpose of keeping an open stubble-field in its

front, in case the enemy should attack. By this means we hoped to throw

in our fire with the better effect as they moved along their coverless

ground; whilst, a clear space lying before us, our charge, which must

of course follow, would be the more decisive. But the enemy gave us no

opportunity of carrying these plans into execution.

The French army was still before us in immense numbers; but it remained

perfectly quiet. Hour after hour elapsed without any movement being

made on either side, till about nine in the morning his column, which

occupied the main road, began to retrograde. An English officer of

artillery seeing this, as if determined that the retreat should not be

altogether bloodless, fired the two guns which he commanded, I believe

without orders. Whether these shots irritated the Marshal, or that

he was anxious to deceive us into a belief of fresh hostilities on

his side, I know not, but they were immediately answered. The column

halted, faced about, and made a show of advancing. The pickets came

on, and a good deal of skirmishing ensued; but no decided attack was

made, though enough was done to keep our attention awake. About noon,

however, even this firing ceased, and a sort of pause in hostilities

ensued.

Let me take advantage of this pause to describe the relative positions

of the two armies, as far at least as my circumscribed opportunities

enabled me to judge of them.

The extreme left of the British, and consequently the extreme right of

the French army, rested upon the sea. Between the highroad and the sea,

however, lay a small lake, measuring perhaps a mile in circumference,

the ground beyond which was so rugged and enclosed that only a few

companies were left to guard it. On that plateau no military operations

took place. Perhaps, then, I may speak more intelligibly if I say that

the left of our army and the right of the enemy rested upon the lake.

The main road, which was one key of our position, ran along the summit

of the high bank above the lake. It was winding, but as nearly level

as high roads generally are. To defend it, a battery of three guns had

been thrown up a little way to the left, where an inclination of the

lake permitted, and where the whole of a long sweep was commanded. On

the right of the road was the mayor's house, with its out-buildings,

gardens, and thick plantations, for the possession of which so much

blood had been shed. So far, however, the ground was perfectly even;

that is to say, neither the French nor we possessed the advantage of an

acclivity, nor could either side boast of superior cover from wood But

about musket-shot from the mayor's house the case was different, and

the general face of the country underwent a change.

In the quarter of which I have last spoken, and where, indeed, my own

corps was this morning stationed, the French and English divisions were

separated from one another by a ravine. The ground occupied by the

enemy was perhaps higher than that on which we stood; but then on our

side we were better supplied with thickets; and had the contrary been

the case, there was ascent sufficient to give a decided advantage to

the defenders over the assailants. In both lines one or two farmhouses

stood conveniently enough as posts of defence; and on the side of the

enemy a wilderness of furze-bushes covered the face of the hill.

This ravine, after running in a straight direction about three or four

hundred yards, wound inwards upon the French hill, so as to place the

church of Arcanques rather in front of our station than the contrary.

That building stood, however, upon a detached eminence. It was

completely surrounded by ravines except in the rear, where it sloped

gradually down into a woody plain. Beyond Arcanques it was not possible

for me to make any accurate observations; but, as far as I could judge,

the country appeared flat, with the same sort of inequalities occurring

in it as those already described. There was, however, a great deal

of wood scattered here and there; and several villages, some in the

possession of the French, others in our possession, could be descried.

On the whole, neither position could be pronounced greatly superior in

natural strength to the other; nor, perhaps, would ours at least have

caught an eye less accurate in these matters than his who selected it

for his winter line.

I have said that a good deal of unconnected firing having been kept up

till about noon, a solemn pause ensued throughout the line. Not that

Marshal Soult had yet resigned all hope of forcing our left, and so

gaining the command of the road by which our supplies were brought

up; but he appeared satisfied that absolute force would not secure

his object, and hence he betook himself to manœuvring. Of the various

changes of ground which now took place among the different divisions of

both armies it is vain for me to attempt any minute description. What

I myself saw, however, may be repeated; though it will convey but a

feeble idea of the magnificent operations of these two mighty gamesters.

We had stood, or rather lain, quietly behind a hedge about half an

hour, when the arrival of a group of horsemen on the brow of the

French hill attracted our attention. It was Soult and his staff. The

Marshal dismounted, leant his telescope over the saddle of his horse,

and swept our line. While he was thus employed, Lord Wellington,

followed by about twenty aides-de-camp and orderlies, rode up. The

glass of our General was instantly turned upon his adversary, and

the two Commanders-in-Chief gazed at each other for several seconds.

Now a mounted Frenchman rode to the rear of his group at full speed;

next Lord Wellington flew, as fast as his horse could gallop, towards

Arcanques; and for about a quarter of an hour all was still.

Soult had departed in the same direction with Lord Wellington; and we

were wondering what was to follow, when the head of a French column

suddenly showed itself on the high ground opposite to Arcanques. An

attack was of course expected, but none took place. As if the two

columns had agreed to reach their ground at the same instant, the enemy

hardly made his appearance ere the wood in rear of Arcanques glittered

with the bayonets of the seventh division. Again Soult showed himself

on the ridge opposite, but a good deal farther to the right, gazing, as

if with deep anxiety, upon the advance of these troops. His plan was

anticipated; and his newly-formed column melted gradually away.

"Where next?" thought I; but no great time was spent in wondering.

The same, or another mass, speedily crowned the hill opposite; and,

at the same moment, two or three brigades of fresh troops were in our

rear. Once more the enemy withdrew. Thus the whole hours of light were

spent, the heads of columns appearing and disappearing at different

points; indeed both armies seemed to be handled as the pieces upon

a chess-board are, when two skilful and tolerably equal players are

opposed. Darkness at length beginning to set in, an end was put to

the manœuvring; and we again made preparations to spend the night as

comfortably as circumstances would permit.

It fell to my lot this evening to mount picket. As soon as the night

set in, I put myself at the head of the body of men which was assigned

to me, and moved down to the bottom of the ravine of which I have

already spoken as dividing the two armies. There our watch-fire was

lighted, and there the main body of the picket took its ground, the

sentinels being posted a little on the rise of the opposite hill. The

French, on the other hand, stationed their outposts on the summit, and

placed their sentries opposite to ours, at a distance of perhaps thirty

paces. Thus each man was at the mercy of the other; but both British

and French sentinels were too well trained in the school of modern

warfare to dream of violating the sanctity which is happily thrown

around them.

It will be readily imagined that this was to me a night of peculiarly

high excitement. My friend Grey was with me; so the time passed

cheerfully enough, but it was wholly sleepless. We took it by turns

to visit our sentries every half-hour, who again were relieved, as

sentinels generally are, each at the expiration of a two hours'

watch; and thus, by going our rounds and examining the state of the

men previous to their proceeding to their posts, all inclination to

repose was dispelled. The privates, indeed, on whose shoulders no

responsibility rested, lay down with their firelocks beside them and

slept; but we sat by our fire, smoking and conversing, whenever an

opportunity of sitting was granted. All, however, passed quietly off.

Except the voices of our own and the enemy's sentries, who challenged

as we approached, no sound could be heard in the front; nor did any

event occur worthy of notice till midnight was long past.

It might be, perhaps, about two in the morning of the 13th, when a

sentinel, whose post I visited, informed me that he had heard a more

than usual stir in the French lines about ten minutes before, and had

seen a blue-light thrown up. "Have any reliefs taken place among them

lately?" said I. "Yes, sir," replied the soldier; "a relief has just

gone now." "We must reconnoitre," rejoined I; and so saying, I stooped

down, and in a creeping attitude approached the enemy's vedettes. One

stood directly before me. Though it was very dark I could distinguish

his cap and firelock; so I crept back again, satisfied that all was

quiet.

In half an hour after I visited the same man. "Has anything occurred

since?" asked I. "No, sir," was the answer; "all is perfectly quiet."

Repeating my experiment, I found the French sentinel still stationary,

and I was again satisfied. The same thing occurred at each successive

visitation, till about four in the morning. At that hour my own

sentinel stated that he had heard no relief since he came on duty,

neither had the man whom he relieved heard any. Upon this I returned

to consult with Grey; when it was agreed between us that a patrol

should go forward and ascertain at once how matters stood. Taking with

me four men, I again crept up the hill. The vedette was still there. We

approached. He continued silent and motionless. We ran up to him. It

was a bush with a soldier's cap placed upon the top of it, and a musket

leaning against it! The enemy were gone. Not a vestige of them remained

except their fires, on which a quantity of fuel had lately been heaped.

Of course we transmitted to the rear, without delay, intelligence of

all that had occurred; when a general recognisance being made along the

front of the whole left, it was found that Soult had withdrawn, and

that he had carried off with him, not only his artillery and baggage,

but all his wounded. We gave him ample credit for the adroitness with

which his retreat had been conducted.

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