A Week at Waterloo in 1815: Lady De Lancey's Narrative: Being an Account of how She Nursed Her Husband, Colonel Sir William Howe De Lancey, Quartermaster-general of the Army, Mortally Wounded in the Great Battle
J. Murray, 1906 - Waterloo (Belgium), Battle of, 1815 - 136 pages
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A Week at Waterloo in 1815: Lady de Lancey's Narrative (Illustrated Edition)
Lady De Lancey
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Page 14 - Ponsonby is killed ; and, in announcing this intelligence to your lordship, I have to add the expression of my grief for the fate of an officer who had already rendered very brilliant and important services, and was an ornament to his profession.
Page 13 - I had every reason to be satisfied with the conduct of the AdjutantGeneral, Major-General Barnes, who was wounded, and of the Quarter-Master-General, Colonel Delancy, who was killed by a cannon-shot in the middle of the action. This officer is a serious loss to his Majesty's service, and to me at this moment.
Page 10 - I am overloaded with people I have never seen before, and it appears to be purposely intended to keep those out of my way whom I wished to have.
Page 105 - ... provision. Unconcerned in the midst of the din of war, many a soldier laid himself down on a truss of straw, and soundly slept, with his hands still grasping his firelock; others were sitting contentedly on the pavement, waiting the arrival of their comrades. Numbers were taking leave of their wives and children, perhaps for the last time, and many a veteran's rough cheek was wet with the tears of sorrow. One poor fellow, immediately under our windows, turned back again and again...
Page 114 - Well ! thank God ! I don't know what it is to lose a battle, but certainly nothing can be more painful than to gain one with the loss of so many of one's friends.
Page 10 - I am not very well pleased . . . with the manner in which the Horse Guards have conducted themselves towards me. It will be admitted that the army is not a very good one.
Page 123 - If I live for fifty years, I shall dream of it every now and then from this hour to the day of my death with the most frightful reality. The slightest mention of a battle will bring the whole thing before me. I shall never think of the Duke any more, but as he stood in his shirt with the officer in full dress uniform,5 or as he dismounted from his horse when the gallant man was struck down.
Page 34 - I shall never forget the lightest word of it — that I cannot throw the impression aside, and never saw anything so real, so touching, and so actually present before my eyes, is nothing. I am husband and wife, dead man and living woman, Emma and General Dundas, doctor and bedstead — everything and everybody (but the Prussian officer — damn him) all in one.
Page 12 - Lancy was with me and speaking to me when he was struck. We were on a point of land that overlooked the plain, and I had just been warned off by some soldiers ; (but as I saw well from it, and as two divisions were engaging below, I had said " Never mind,") when a ball came leaping along en ricochet, as it is called, and striking him on the back, sent him many yards over the head of his horse. He fell on his face, and bounded upward and fell again. All the Staff dismounted, and ran to him...