CHAPTER XI.

Institution of the Order of the Doorannee Empire.--Murder of a Private

of the 13th Light Infantry.--Departure from Cabul.--Return to

Ghuznee.--Accident to the Revd. Mr. Pigot.--Discovery of the Skeletons

of British Soldiers.--Horse-steaks.--Treachery of some Ghiljie Chiefs

and destruction of their Fort.--Adventure of a Dragoon.--Loss of a Cook.

In order to testify his gratitude towards the British, the Shah resolved

to institute an order of merit, to be called the order of the Doorannee

Empire, and to confer its respective grades upon three classes of

officers, namely, Generals, Brigadier Generals, and Field Officers. A

durbar having been summoned, at which the Ministers of State, the

Politicals, and a number of British Officers were present, a chapter of

the order was held, and his Majesty, as Sovereign, invested the

Commander-in-Chief, several general and field officers, and the

Politicals with the decoration, which consisted of a sort of Maltese

cross with a jewel in the centre. His Majesty was also pleased to

express his desire that every officer, non-commissioned officer, and

private soldier in the army should receive a silver medal, commemorative

of the campaign, and for this purpose placed a large sum of money at the

disposal of Sir John Keane. The Queen's sanction has been obtained to

the measure, but the medal has not as yet been issued.

Leave had been given by the officers in command of the different

regiments to men entering the town to carry their side arms, as a

protection in case of chance collision with the inhabitants. The

facility of obtaining intoxicating liquors rendered this a contingency

of not unlikely occurrence, and our men soon got themselves into

unpleasant and in some instances dangerous scrapes. On one occasion, a

private of the 13th Light Infantry having been drinking rather freely,

forced himself into the apartments of the wife of a respectable

inhabitant. Proceeding to offer her some violence, her screams alarmed

the neighbourhood, and the soldier was soon surrounded by a host of

angry husbands and fathers, armed with every description of weapon. He

defended himself with his bayonet for some time, contenting himself with

merely parrying their blows, and had fought his way into the street,

when he was met by several others of the townspeople, who set upon the

unfortunate fellow and instantly despatched him. They secreted the body

until night-fall, and then threw it outside the walls of the town, where

it was discovered next morning.

It having been determined that early in September part of the forces

should set out on their return homeward, the choice fell upon her

Majesty's 17th Foot, the 2nd or Queen's Royals, one Company of Foot

Artillery, a detachment of the 4th Light Dragoons, the 1st regiment of

Bombay Light Cavalry, and two troops of Bombay Horse Artillery, the

whole under the command of Major General Sir Thomas Wiltshire. It would

naturally be supposed that after so long an absence from quarters, we

hailed this intimation with something like pleasure, but such was far

from being the fact. We had rioted in profusion and luxury, and did not

relish the idea of again encountering the privations of the long and

dreary route which lay between us and India. Added to this we had seen

but little of actual fighting, and the promotions had been consequently

few.

Promotion and prize money are the all engrossing subjects of a soldier's

ambition, and this speedy return put an end at once to our long

cherished hopes. We well knew that the restless and turbulent spirit of

the Affghan Chiefs would not permit them to remain long in subjection to

Shah Soojah, and that there would consequently be more work for the

British troops. Regret and envy of our more fortunate comrades were

therefore the predominant feelings which pervaded nearly the whole of

the departing troops.

We left Cabul on the 14th of September, and arrived at Ghuznee, the

scene of our former exploits, after eight days' march, during which

nothing worthy of mention occurred. It is astonishing how soon the

traces of war disappear, and the living gaps caused by its ravages are

filled up. The fortress appeared as perfect in its outline as if the

hand of the destroyer had not recently passed over it, new gates having

been substituted for those which had been damaged, and the breach

immediately above them re-filled with masonry. The inhabitants of the

bazaar had resumed their accustomed occupations, and scolded, and

chaffered, and jested, and laughed, as if they had neither lost

relatives nor friends, nor dabbled through mire freshly reeking with

their blood. Familiarity, they say, breeds contempt and blunts the

feelings, and the Asiatic, before whose eyes such scenes pass almost

daily, thinks of them only as the immutable decrees of fate, which

cannot be shunned, and ought not to be repined at.

The sick and wounded, of whom we had left numbers at Ghuznee, had almost

all died, and were interred in an open space selected for the purpose

outside the walls of the fortress. The last resting-place of our brave

fellows is situated at the foot of one of the adjacent mountains, but

neither stone nor inscription indicates the spot.

The Bengal regiment of Native Infantry, whom we found in garrison at

Ghuznee on our return, and whom we left after us, appeared to be quite

as well reconciled to their quarters as we were at Cabul, although the

two places appeared to me vastly different in point of health and

comfort. The majority of the inhabitants regarded the troops with a sort

of sullen indifference, but the trading classes seemed civil enough. The

quantities of fish and game with which the neighbourhood abounded,

afforded the officers a ready means of dissipating their time, and we

would have been well content to have remained here. Orders were however

given that we should pursue our route, and we left Ghuznee on the 25th

of September, after a stay of only two or three days.

Instead of diverging to the right towards Candahar, we took the direct

route to Quettah, over the Ghiljie hills. The weather had become

intensely cold, and the rivers and streams were covered with ice,

several inches in thickness. The Rev. Mr. Pigot, our chaplain, happened

to be crossing one of them on a pony, when the ice gave way with his

weight, and the worthy clergyman was immersed in the water. The stream

was not, however, so deep as to occasion any alarm for his safety, and

he was speedily rescued from his embarrasment, with no other

inconvenience than being kept shivering several hours in his wet

clothes, his baggage being at a considerable distance in advance. The

rascally native who preceded us as guide grinned maliciously, and told

him that if he had not forgotten to say his prayers setting out the

accident would not have happened.

On encamping, at the close of the first day's march, from Ghuznee, some

soldiers belonging to the 17th Infantry and Queen's Royals, went out in

search of water, and met with a draw well, which proved to be dry. One

of them descended in order to examine it more closely, and an

exclamation of horror escaped him as he reached the bottom. On his

companions enquiring the occasion of it, they learned that he had fallen

upon several skeletons, the identity of which with some soldiers we had

lost on the route upwards was placed beyond doubt by fragments of

military clothing and regimental buttons which lay scattered about.

Singular to relate, a lark had built its nest in one of the skulls, and

was found innocently reposing with its young in this curious receptacle.

The annoyances to which we had been subjected during our route upwards,

from the thieving system of warfare pursued by the Affghans, seemed now

at an end. Our road lay through bleak and desolate hills, where only a

solitary, and timid mountaineer was occasionally to be seen. Numerous

rivers and streams traversed this wild country in every direction, and

relieved us from all apprehensions on the score of water. Provisions

were also plentiful, as the Commissariat had taken care to lay in

sufficient supplies, and the only inconvenience which we might be said

to have experienced was the severe cold of the nights. The barren nature

of the country rendered fuel difficult of obtainment, and the

consequence was that numbers of the troops were carried off by

dysentery.

The march from Ghuznee to Quettah occupied about five weeks, and we

thought we should never reach the end of these long chains of hills.

Always ascending and descending heights of no inconsiderable elevation,

the horses became regularly knocked up with fatigue, and we were obliged

to shoot numbers of them on the way.

In a recess in one of these hills, I one day came upon a singular scene.

About nine or ten of the natives were assembled around a dead horse and

while part of them were cutting steaks from his haunches, the others

were engaged cooking them. Revolting as such a sight is to European

stomachs, I have seen the time when, on our march upwards, I could have

partaken of these same horse steaks with infinite relish.

A few days before our arrival at Quettah, we requited an atrocious act

of treachery, which had been committed towards us by some Ghiljie

chiefs, with the punishment it richly merited. About one hundred camel

drivers, who had left us at Candahar, on our way to Cabul, for the

purpose of returning homewards, took their route over the hills we were

now crossing in order to shorten the journey. They were met by the

Ghiljies with professions of friendship, and seduced into a mountain

fort under the pretence of hospitality. They had no sooner entered its

walls than their throats were all cut, and their bodies flung into deep

wells for the purpose of concealing the massacre from the eyes of the

British.

Information of the fact having been received, Sir Thomas Wiltshire

despatched a Squadron of her Majesty's 4th Light Dragoons, two companies

of Native Infantry, and two pieces of artillery to raze the fortress to

the ground. The cavalry started at two o'clock in the morning, and after

a hard gallop of eighteen miles we arrived in front of the Ghiljie

strong-hold. It was a small but strongly constructed fortress, situated

on the brow of a steep declivity and defended by strong wooden gates.

The entrance was commanded by an old iron carronade, and a number of

loopholes for the discharge of musketry. Not a living soul was to be

seen on the walls, and fearing some artifice, Major Daly, our commanding

officer, resolved to suspend operations until the artillery came up. As

soon as the latter made its appearance, and the guns were placed in a

position to command the fort, Major Daly ordered part of the cavalry to

dismount and proceed with loaded carbines to the gate, under cover of

their fire. No opposition was, however, offered to us, the enemy having

fled to the mountains, and the gates were forced open in a few minutes.

The only inhabitants we found in the place were a few women and

children, but we discovered quantities of the richest silks and carpets,

beside arms and money (consisting principally of silver coins) the

fortress being a sort of depot for the booty obtained by these highland

marauders.

One of the cavalry having entered a dwelling in search of plunder, was

suddenly seized by two or three Ghiljies, who unexpectedly made their

appearance through a sort of trap, with which almost every house in the

fort was furnished. They placed a bandage over his eyes, and were in

the act of passing a rope round his arms, when the timely approach of

some of his comrades saved him from being carried off as a prisoner, the

enemy disappearing through the trap the moment they heard the noise of

their footsteps at the entrance. The troopers would have willingly

pursued them, but the depth and darkness of the subterraneous passage

convinced them it was something more than a mere cellar, and they knew

that if they once got involved in its windings they would be completely

at the mercy of the enemy. It is probable that these passages had

outlets without the walls, and that it was through them the enemy made

their escape at the first news of our approach, the suddenness and

quickness of our movements preventing them from taking their valuables

with them. There was also abundance of cattle and grain, of which we

brought off large supplies to the camp. Orders having been given to the

Artillery to blow up the fortress, the women and children were sent out

of it, and at five o'clock the same day the walls were breached, so as

to render them completely useless, and the houses fired in all

directions. After remaining to see that the work of destruction was

complete, we quitted the place at three o'clock in the morning, and

arrived the same day at the encampment. The enemy were not entirely

without their revenge, for, following on our footsteps, and watching us

closely, they contrived to carry off the cook, and three camels laden

with the cooking utensils of the squadron, a loss which was severely

felt, and by some thought ill compensated by the booty we had obtained.

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