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WHAT HAPPENED AFTER THE
BATTLE OF DORKING.
" Is that your old sword, grandpapa? 
"Yes, my boy; that's the old sword I wore some fifty
years ago, during the hard fighting that followed the inYasion."
"'M~ay I take it down and look at it?  How it is
notched! "
"Alh! those notches could tell a tale or two; they
were good hard blows, such as I rather doubt whether
the lazy, luxurious young men of the present day could
deliver."
"' Oh! grandpapa, do tell us all about them-tell us the
story of all the fighting."
" Surely you must have heard all about it. I believe I
fight my battles over again, after dinner, till everybody is
sick of the subject."
" But we are not sick of the subject, grandpapa. VWe
don't dine with you every day, you know."
"Well, well; I suppose your generation hasn't heard
so much about it as the last; so here goes. Shall I begin
with the Battle of Dorking, where we got a regular licking, as you boys would call it? "
"No, no, grandpapa; tell us about a victory or two. I
prefer them to the defeats."




6              WHAT HAPPENED AFTER
"Ah! you ought to remember the defeats as well as
the victories.  Our self-confidence and carelessness about
fifty years ago cost us a deal of bloodshed, money, and
trouble, and a most disastrous commercial crisis; indeed,
there are people to this day who say we are a ruined
country through it. There's old What's-his-name, who
was a volunteer in those days, who's always croaking
about the condition of the nation. But, in my opinion,
we are stronger and richer than ever. However, you
don't want a disquisition on questions of that sort."'" No, grandpapa; let's have the fighting."' It is difficult to describe the state of mind into which
England was plunged by the great defeat in the neighborhood of Dorking, and the advance of the enemy on
London. A very large party in the nation, especially
amongst the  trading  classes, counselled  submission.
g'Make the best terms you can with the invader, and get
rid of him,' they said;' fighting is unbusiness-like.' But
the old party in the country was the stronger.'Submission!' said they.'No; by Gad! the old British lion
hasn't lost his teeth and cut his claws just yet. Submission!
When we've the hardiest population in the whole world;
and were acknowledged to be the finest fighters only some
fifty years ago.' And the' great heart of the nation,' as
a popular paper of that time used to call it, did not palpitate with fear. The blood may have been chilled at the
first sound of the enemy's guns on the green hills of
Surrey; but it soon. rushed through the veins of England
with the old fiery energy of the Anglo-Saxon race, thor
oughly aroused.




TIE BATTLE OF DORKTING. 
"'In the north and midland counties, and in the west,
the militia and volhuteer corps set up their standards,
figuratively speaking, and the. recruits flocked in by hundreds. The stalwart miners of Northumberland and Durham, of Cornwall and the Welsh coal-districts; the great
muscular navvies, and healthy agricultural laborers, the
sharp mechanics of the manufacturing towns, and the
yeomen, gentlemen, clerks-in fact, everybody rushed to
arms.  The principal difficulty was to find the arms to
rush to. However, notwithstanding the confusion which
reigned in governmental departments, the rifles and amlmunition in store were conveyed safely out of reach of
the enemy, and by giving the breech-loaders to the best
shots, and serving out the old-fashioned mnzzle-loading
musket-then known as Brown Bess-to the others, for
close-quarter shooting and bayonet work, we managed to
present a creditable array. But the fear, of course, was,
that our fellows would stand no more chance against the
disciplined invader than the hasty levies of the French in
the preceding year. But, you see, we had this great advantage-that our Englishmen, rough fellows though
many of them were, became easily amenable to discipline,
and required no teaching to render them calml  and steady.
And plenty of good officers turned up; for, owing to the
purchase system which had prevailed in our army up to
that time, promotion had been rapid in our regiments,
and a very large number of English gentlemen had sufficient knowledge of the military art to be of good service
in drilling the town lads and clodhoppers."
C6 What is the purchase system, grandpapa? "




8               BWHAT HAPPENED AFTER
" Oh, I'll tell you about that another time. It was the
custom in the last century for officers in the army to purchase their promotion.  As I was saying, there were
plenty of officers to be found when they were wanted,
and very speedily three large armies were advancing on
London, which was still held by the enemy. You may
imagine that the total stoppage of business in the capital,
and its occupation by the enemy, were producing most
appalling disasters and confusion. On the whole, I believe the invaders behaved civilly towards the Londoners,
but of course they lived at free quarters, and took care to'requisition' the place very liberally. They believed that
England would be glad to purchaso peace under any circumstances, and at any price, and they intended, I fancy,
simply to hold the capital till we had agreed to their
terms. I forget exactly what they were, but they were
not agreeable, I remember. But the few weeks' respite
which we thus obtained was of marvelous advantage to
us, and the foreigners were astonished to find that armies
were gradually gathering around them, and that England
seemed to be rather taking spirit than losing it. In fact,
their position suddenly became critical. They had kept
their communications open at first through Worthing,
where they had established a fortified camp, and had
maintained a carefully guarded line across Sussex and
Surrey to London.
" Now, the winds and waves which, on one or two occasions have been very kind to old England, had appeared, at this juncture of our history, quite to have deserted us, and to be bestowing their favors on the other




THE BATTLE OF DORKING.               9
side. But at length a turn came, and some severe
weather much troubled their fleet, and sent a few ships
to be banged to pieces on our coast. And then our fleet,
our dispersed ships, collected, and, taught by misfortune,
went at them again. One of their.principal vessels was
blown to pieces by their own torpedoes, and, as two
could play at that game, by which they had gained such
an advantage before, and we, as I said before, had obtained experience by disaster, we managed altogether to
pretty nearly destroy the whole lot of them; and our invaclders found themselves isolated.  The main body of
them was in London, and another large force was near
Worthing, which had had the mortification of observing
the punishment of their fleet. Besides these, there were
others, forming a sort of chain, in fortified positions between these two points. But remember, my boys, that I
am talking of fifty years ago-it's difficult to remember
all that took place. Ah! I remember in'71, there was
that wonderful trial-the-the Tichborne-yes, that was
the name-the Tichborne case, which turned a good deal
upon memories of -_   "
"' Never mind about that, grandpapa; tell us what. you
were doing yourself all this time, while the enemy were
being beaten. We want to know about the notches on
the sword."
6' Don't be impatient; I'm coming to my own share of
events as well as I can."
"You were an officer in the Militia,'weren't you, grandpapa?"
"Yes, my boy; I had left Oxford a year or two be1*




10            WHIIT HAPPIEN:ED AFTER
fore, and become a student-at-law in the Inner Temple.
By the by, how different those places were in those days!
The University of Oxford was still under the command
of the grand old Church of England, and men became advocates without any test beyond payment of money, eating a certain number of dinners, and attending a few lectures-but the profession maintained its high character
without educational tests. I was always a Conservative,
and did my best to keep them as    "
c; Please; grandpa, tell us about Oxford and the Inner
Temple another day; we want to hear about the fighting
now."
"' You young rascal! you ought to allow an old man to
be a little discursive. Well, as I was saiying, I was to be
a lawyer, but my father made me a very good allowance,
and I voted the law a nuisance. In fact, if I had had my
own way I should have got a commission in the army;
however, I did obtain the nearest thing to it, that is to
say, a commission in the Militia. I obtained a lieutenantcy in one of the Middlesex regiments, and had been out
for two or three annual trainings when these events occurred. Ah! the Militia then was not Twhat it is now;
we had all the material of good soldiers, but simply we
had not sufficient time allowed us to learn our business.
I got attached to a regiment of the line for a month, I
remember, and had another month's drill in a school of
instruction."
"lNever mind about the school of instruction, grand.
papa; we have too much of school when we are not at
home for the holidays."




THIE BATTLE 01 DORIKING.           11
c "Well, well! my regiment had not been in action in
the defeat of Dorking; we had been ordered down to
Dover to assist in checking the enemy at that point. But
-they had given ns no trouble, having merely threatened
that part of the coast, and then landed at WVorthing. I
remember no thought of submission ever entered our
minds when we heard the enemy had forced their way
through and over our troops.. We feared the Government might be inclined to come to terms, but we believed
the spirit of the nation to be sound at bottom. That reminds me that I must digress for a moment from the
fighting which you are so anxious to come to, to tell you
a little about the Government of the country and such
matters. The Queen wanted to stick to Windsor Castle,
and head her own armies in making a stand there; but
the place was too near London, and she was persuaded to
retire to her Highland Castle of Balmoral, for it was determined that the majesty of the realmn should be kept in
security. It was terrible that London should be in the
hands of the enemy, but, after all, London was not England. And they had lost so many men in their first victories-for victories they undoubtedly. were-that they
felt themselves unable to advance further till they had
been reinforced. Even that interval was sufficient to forward our preparations, and we speedily had an army in
the neighborhood of [Heflley-on-Thames, another to the
rear at Salisbury, and a third at Bedford. The Ministry,
impelled perhaps by their old associations, for most of
them were Oxford men, had established the Parliament in
Oxford. That beautiful room, known by the name of the




12            WHIAT HAPPENED AFTER
Divinity School, with its delicate fan-traceried roofs Awas
temporarily converted into the House of Lords; while
the Commons took up their quarters in the Sl}eldonian
Theatre, which gave them rather the appearance of a
French Senate. In fact, the building called the G Schools,'
where King Charles had held his court in the seventeenth
century, when he was compelled to quit London by the
opposing political faction, wvas now the refuge of the Parliament of the nation, driven from London by a foreign
invader. Oh, dear! oh, dear! it was a terrible national
humiliation. Well, I believe that there was talk of submission amongst some members of the Government and
amongst many members of Parlliament. They said,'We
shall buy them, out cheaper now than when they've overrun the whole country-wai' is an immoral institution,
and behind the age-elet us take warning by France, and
not court absolute defeat by fighting to the death.'
However, the more courageous councils prevailed. The
old national spirit of England blazed the brighter as the
gloom around us deepened. A vote was passed of want
of confidence in the Government, and a coalition gave us
a [National Party, which saved the nation. By the by, it
had a MAinister for War, who possessed some practical acquaintance with the matters to which he was to administer, which was not the case in the Cabinet just ejected.
But you boys don't care about these things; I must come
to the fighting.
"As I was saying, we were at Dover; and though the
news which we received there after the Battle of Dorking
sounded deucedly-I mean, very-discouraging, we did




TIlE BATTLE OF DORKING.            13
not talk of giving in, nevertheless. I remember we had
a devilish —I mean an uncommonly good dinner, at the
Lord Warden Hotel. The mess -was composed of the
officers of about four regiments —Volunteers and Mllilitia.
The men were billeted about the town. ]Beside these
there was a regiment of regulars, with some Royal and
Volunteer Artillery on the heights. The Lord ~Warden
had plenty of space in it, so most of the officers had
taken up their quarters there, and we had amalgamatecl
our messes; and a very jolly time we had of it, though
the enemy was advancing on London.  Our business was
to fight, not to weep; so we made the most of life while
we were still permitted to live. ~We all agreed, I am
sure, that dulce et cdecoruton estpro patriaC mor'i, but meanwhile we mifight as well drink the best claret and champagne in the cellars of the Lord Warden as leave it to be
guzzled by the invaders.
"On the night on which the news of the defeat came,
the Line regiment was dining with us. I believe we officers of Militia rather looked down upon the Volunteers,
and that the Line officers had a contempt for both, as
soldiers. No professional man can be expected to respect
an" amateur; but we did not show any of it in our demeanor towards one another, but were all very sociable
and convivial.
"'The V:lunteers were inclined, perhaps, to be depressed, for many of them were men of wealth, which
might be appropriated, or with businesses which might
be ruined; but. the Linesmen  were in the best of
spirits, They had been long stagnating without promo



14             WHAT HAPPENED AFTER
tion in the dull round of garrison duties, and the chlance
of a fight made them as joyous as possible.
"' Beaten are we,' said our junior major,' faith! it's
a good auglury; for didn't the French claim the advantage, on that occasion when the bullets whistled about
the young prince, and did they not get the worst of it in
every battle afterwards?  So pass the decanters; and,
IMr. President, try if you can find some fellow to give us
a son0g, to cheer us up a little, and drive the disrnals out
of our heads for an hour or two.'
"'But you must not think that we did our'duty as
officers only by drinking, singing, and shouting at mess.
We were at company and, battalion drills, musketry drill
and practice, kit inspections, shelter trench  exercise, and
so forth all day, and earned our dinner very hardly. But
we were not allowed to remain very long in this comparative quietude. We were sent among other regiments to
take up a position near Tunbridge Wells. East KIent
was as much unconquered as ever. It is said, you know,
that when William  of Normandy overran the rest of
England, the courage of the men of the county of Kentever since called the men of Kent-barred his progress
in their direction, and that they obtained their own terms
in favour of the county of Kent before they agreed to
yield allegiance to him; whence came the custom  of
gavel-kind, still preserved in the county. But I don't
suppose you boys know or care anything about gavelkind. Let me see, where was I? ah! at Tunbridge
Wells, where it has been determined to form lines to stop
any progress of the invader towards Kent.




TEIE BATTLE OF DORKING.             15
"This, then, was the position of parties-about two
hundled thousand arlmed foreigners were on British soil,
holding in their possession the metropolis and a tract of
country lying between it and the central part of the seacoast of Sussex. About five hundred thousand armed
Englishmen prevented them from advancing beyond these
positions, having gradually drawn a sort of circle round
them, on the western borders of Sussex and Surrey, at
Reading, Hlertford, and in Epping Forest; and, lastly, between Tunabridge Wells and Sevenoaks in Kent. The
English fleet had cut off their communications with their
own country, many of our war ships having now returned
from foreign stations; and they were constantly lessening
their numbers while the British armies were as constantly
increasing. Yet the discipline of the army of the invaders
was so perfect as complared with that of the half-~drilled
and hastily-recruited British armies that we didl not dare
to attempt to drive them into the sea without further
hesitation, as we felt that we ought, with our numbers, to
have been able to have done.' Our fleet now held possession of the Channel, but
the hope of the invader lay in the fact that the combined
fleets of the two great powers were again advancing, and
the defeat of our own fleet, which could nQt equal the two
in numbers, would be followed by the pouring into England of further swarms of hardy warriors, Our Government was perfectly aware of the superior strength of the
united fleets of the foreigners, still it was hoped that the
English sailors could, at all events, keep them at bay,
Meanwhile, it was determined to cut off the comemunica



1 6           -WHAT HAPPENED AFTER
tions between the invaders' troops in London and those
in Sussex and Surrey. If not reinforced, it was thought
that they must speedily capitulate. Only some fifty thousand men held London, but they were very difficult to
dislodge. They had taken up their position on the northern bank of the river, from the Tower of London to the
Houses of Parliament, constituting Park Lane and Oxford
Street their western and northern lines, with barricades
of great strength erected across our comparatively narrow
streets, and the approaches commanded by cannon and
mitrailleuses; it was exceedingly difficult to force their
positions, and they were provisioned for some weeks.
The greater part of the respectable inhabitants of London
had fled into the country, carrying with them their valuables in the shape of money and jewels, and less weighty
articles; but the invaders had found splendid opportunities of plunder notwithstanding.
" Now, it had occurred to the enemy, that if they could
get the county of Kent into their possession, with its extent of sea-coast and commanding fortifications at Chatham, they would be able to keep their communications
open, and hold a position from which it might be exceedingly difficult to dislodge them. From their spies-for
we English have always been much too open-hearted to
take precautions against foreigners obtaining what information they liked about us-they were accurately informed respecting our strength in this part of Kent. In
fact, it was the weakest of all the armies which opposed
the foe. We had in all not more than forty-five thousand
men when the enemy moved some fifty thousand from his




TIIE BATTLE OF DORRING.             17
position at Horsham, in Sussex, towards Tunbridge Wells.
Our task was to hold our position in that locality, while
our army, which had been concentrated on the western
side of Surrey, should turn his flank in the neighborhood
of Reigate, and so create a diversion in our favor. Meanwhile, another of our armies was to break through his
line between Horsham and Worthing, so that he would
be divided into three distinct bodies. But all this we
knew afterwards. All we knew at the time was that we
were to'hold our position, and that he was advancing in
great force against us. This information we obtained
from country people, also from the reconnaissances of our
Yeomanry Cavalry, who  acted  admirably as lUhlans
during the war, after they and their horses had got over
their first difficulties from lack of proper training; but
the enemy was very wary in his movements. All! it
seenled very strange to be engaged in warlike preparations amid the smiling landscapes of Kent —to be temporarily without railway or telegraphic communication with
the Metropolis-to be suddenly thrown back, as it were,
a couple of centuries-for we were very proud, in those
days, of the improvements which had been recently effected
in our railway and telegraphing systems.
G"But, let me see. Where was I?  At Tunbridge
Wells, I think. Yes, well, the head-quarters of our army
were at Tunbridge WVells. The general and his staff occupied the, Calverley Hotel, and the officers and men were
distributed in the neighborhood, partly in houses, partly
under canvas, the officers having usually formed messes
at the hotels or country inns. Provisions were sufficiently




1 8     ~      WHrAT HAPPENED AFTER
plentiful, for we had the whole of Kent to draw upon,
and the farmers' carts were'actively employed in bringing
up provender. The roads in Kent were good, and if
there was a little confusion occasionally, they generally
managed to extricate themselves without much bother.
Now, what rendered Tunbridge Wells especially interesting to me was, that your grandmother lived at a pretty
village called Frant, situated at about two miles firom
Tunbridge Wells, with her two old maiden aunts. They
dwelt in a charming cottage covered with creepers, and
commanding a delightful view over Eridge Park, the
property of the Earl of Abergavenny.  Your grandmamma was at that time a beautiful and graceful girl of nineteen, and she lived with these two old aunts and their cat
and dog.
" However, all this has nothing to do with the fighting;
but it seemed marvelously romantic to me, at the time,
to be actually inder arms and at the same instant making
love. I am not sure that she had altogether reciprocated
the ardor of my attachment; but the sight of me in scarlet and silver, with a clanging steel-scabbarcled sword at
my side, and my moustache as fiercely curled as it was in
its nature to be, made an evident impression on her. But
I think that neither she nor the old ladies quite realized
the fact that a battle might actually take place at or about
Tunbridge TWells. It was such a retired, peaceful, pleasant neighborhood.  It had been principally inhabited for'so many years by quiet old ladies with Low Church tendencies. It had been so essentially a place for steadygoing, comfortably-living, peace-loving folk, that it was




TI-IE BATTLE OF DOREKING.            19
difficult to imagine it could become a battle-field.  We
and another Mailitia regiment messed at the Sussex Hotel,
opposite the Old Parade, with its quaint little arcade, and
mineral springs at one end-so suggestive of the clays of
bag-wigs and brocaded petticoats, mliinuets and countrydances in the, old assembly-rooms in the evenings, and
promenading up and down the pantiles in the morning, to
drink the waters to the sound of hautboys and violins.
But I am digressing again.
"'It was on the 5th of September, rather more than
three weeks after the Battle of Dorking, that we learned
from our scouts that the enemy were advancing to attack
us; and it appeared probable that an engagement would
take place on the morrow. I confess that I felt myself
turning pale as the colonel made this announcement to
us; but I fancy that most of us felt ourselves turning pale,
and experiencing a general sinking of the system, so that
nobody noticed anybody else. In fact, I don't mind confessing that I was in what you boys would call a funk;
but I did my duty the next day notwithstanding.
"G We had a parade in the evening, and found not a 
man absent from his post, except those under the doctor's hands; and even some few had rallied from  their
sicknesses.  WiTe had a careful inspection of rifles, ammunition, and kits; and then let the men retire to their
quarters and takle a good supper. I took advantage of
my first leisure to rur up to Frant. There I found your
grandmother quietly practising the piano, and her aunts
employed at their knitting. The cat was reposing placidly on the window sill, and the dog was lying on the




20             WHAT HAPPENED AFTER
mat of the front door; and being by this time accustomed to my military equfpment, received me with wags
of the tail, andc the bark of welcome. ]Most of the
inhabitants  of Tunbridge Wells had  deserted  their
houses, and betaken themselves, with such of their effects
as they could transport, into the interior of Vent; but
here werle these ladies seemimng utterly unmoved by
events around them. Their house and garden, and the
village of Frant, looked the same as ever, abd the mere
fact that they saw military uniforms about did not bring
the sense of danger home to their minds. They had been
accustomed to behold troopers of the West Kent Yeomanry riding through the pIace, andc were not alarmed at
the appearance of warlike preparation.  They were both
rather stout, comfortable-looking bodies, a little like your
grandmother is now, and they apparently looked upon
the whole affair of the invasion as nonsense. In fact, I
believe they regarded it as mere newspaper information,
and not more likely to effect themselves than any of the
other horrible or heart-rending  accounts which they
perused in the'Illustrated London News,' and the' Tunbridge Wells Gazette,' which journals constituted their
vehicles of information as to passing events of the day.
"' I How well you look' said one of them to me.'It's
from  the exercise of hurrying up the hill,' I replied.'And how smart you are to-clay, in your full uniform,'
said the other. I informed them that we weree under
arms now, and that though I did not wish to alarm them,
I had better tell them  the truth-that the enemy were
expected to advance against Tunbridge Wvells on tlle




THE BATTLE OF DORIKING.            21
mlorrow, and that a pitched battle might be confidently
expected; and I finished my oration by recommending
that they should fly somewhere while there was yet
time.
"G  But where are we to fly to?' asked the aunts; and
as I could not give them any positive information on that
point, they averred their intention of stopping where they
were, saying that they did not think it likely that the
enemy would come to Frant.
":I believe that they fancied no harm could happen to
Frant, on the same principle that so many people refused
to believe that any harm could happen to England —that
the sacred, sea-girt isle, the home of the free, and all that
sort of thing, could actually be trampled upon by an
invader. So the end of it was that we had tea, and your
grandmother played upon the piano, and sang songs
suggestive of the peaceful delights of love-making, or the
tranquil sorrow summoned to the heart by some tender
memory of the past, just as if nothing was expected to
happen. I once or twice alluded to the danger to which
I was likely to be exposed on the morrow, but my remarks seemed to make little impression, even in the
quarter in which I certainly did expect sympathy. Indeed, I began to think that I had better give up any hope
of expecting any sympathy whatever in that desired
quarter. As I buckled my siword-belt roundc  my waist,
however, before taking my departure, I noticed that she
gave a sudden start, and that tears glistened in her eyes;
then I felt that somebody would regret my loss if I fell
on the morrow.




22             WHAT HAPPENED AFTER
"I returned to Tunbridge Wells and slept soundly in
the small room which I had been fortunate enough to
secure at the Sussex Hotel; but, at about five o'clock the
next morning, I was awakened by the reveillee —a lively
piece of music played on the drums and fifes-and by.bugle-calls sounding in every direction.  We hurriedly
breakfasted on coffee and cold meats, with the zealous
appetites of men who are not quite certain when they
will obtain their next meal, and were soon ready for
action. I carried a small but sufficiently effective revolver
pistol at my belt, and wore a haversack over my shoulder, which was well stuffed with cartridges and tobacco.
Two pocket-handkerchiefs, a paper of ham-sandwiches)
two briar-root pipes, and a brandy flask, formed the
principal items in the remainder of my equipment. We
wore crimson silk sashes at that time, in the army and
militia, over the left shoulder, and carried our swords in
steel scabbards, trailing on the ground from  their long
sling belts. The uniform coat was too scanty to be perfectly adapted for campaigning, and the little silver-laced
chacos were not particularly  ornamental, and  were
essentially the reverse of useful; they were not actually
heavy, but they were constructed'in such a fashion that
what weight there was in them pressed upon the forehead.
"However,  we made the best of such matters, and,
indeed, did not give much attention to them. The mind
ceases to be occupied by tlrifes when great matters are
in hand. I must confess again that I felt as if I looked
pale. I had a peculiar indescribable sort of feeling: I
had experienced something not unlike it on-the mornings




THE BATTLE OF DOPIKING.              2
of the vivac voce days in thie examinations at Oxford. Indeed, I think I must confess that my sensations again
partook very much of the nature of what is called fear;
though I certainly believe that I felt less alarm than I had
upon the occasions of these Oxford examinations. On
the whole, I would, even now, prefer rather to meet an
enemy with a rifle and bayonet in his hand, than to encounter an examiner with a pile of books in front of him,
out of which he was prepared to tear my brains to bits.
Bodily torture is hard to bear, but mental torture is
harder.'"The Old Parade at Tunbridge Wells has witnessed
some gay scenes in its day. Blat it never saw any scene
like that presented to its notice on this September morning. It was in truth a scene exceedingly ill adapted to
the genius loci, which was entirely peaceful, and suggestive
of pale invalids walking slowly up and down to digest the
chalybeate waters, or of encounters of wit between visitors, happy at their release from the dissipations of the
town-season, which had begun to pall upon their mental
constitutions, while injuring their bodily health. It ~N as
a place never intended to be filled with brilliant uniforms
and waving plumes, the loud strains of a clanging military
band, and the clank of' sabres. Those old pantiles'were
adapted to the smart taps of the high-heeled shoe of the
eighteenth century, or the high-heeled ladies' boot of the
nineteenth. They were never intended for clinking spurs
and the ponderous tread of tightly-buttoned warriors.
But I am  digressing again. We paraded on the Comilomn, in much the same order as if we were merely paradne




24             WHAT HAPPENED AFTER
ing for a review, except that the men had their white
haversacks on, stuffed with bread and cheese, tobacco,
and other necessaries; for we had become wiser in our
rnilitary generation, and no longer neglectful of the commissariat. In every direction could be seen other battalions-scarlet, invisible green and gray-going through
the same process. We carefully inspected the clothing,
Iccoutrements, rifles, and ammunition, and, lastly, but
not least, the haversacks of the men. The captain then
ordered me to tell off the company as usual-that is to
say, to number them, and divide them into half companies
and sections, and see that they could correctly form fours;
in fact, to ascertain that they were capable of taking their
place as a component part of the battalion. The reports
were then collected by the adjutant, and not a man declared to be absent who ought to have been present.
Meanwhile the scene was very exhilarating. The bands
were playing lively airs, the bayonets were glancing in
the sunshine, staff and field-officers' horses were prancing,
and a bright-eyed country girl, who was standing near
my companion with some few  other country people,
mostly with baskets on their arms, smiled so encouragingly upon us that I felt we were destined to achieve
greatness on that day. It occurred to me then that the
greatness might be purchased at the expense of my lhumble self amongst others, or by the loss of a limb or two.
This made me momentarily melancholy; and th;e distracting thought of your grandmother coming up into my
head from my heart, where it was lying in ambush, so to
speak, increased my melancholy for another moment.'T




THE BATTLE OF DORKING.              25
wonder if she will weep for me if I am killed,' I was just
saying to myself, thinking of the tears in her eyes when
I bade her good-bye, when the thrilling music of the
bugles rang out in the clear air, and I took my place in
the rear of my company.
" Quarter column on number one i was the word of
command, and we closed up the companies to within six
paces' distance of one another, and the colonel addressed
a few words to us.' Officers and men of the -— Royal
Middlesex Militia,' he said to us, or words to this effectfor you can't expect me to remeimber the exact words he
used —  Officers and mnen of the. Royal Middlesex
iilitia, it is expected that we shall be engaged with the
enemy to-day; I needn't, tell you to do your duty, because I'm sure you are prepared to do that without any
words of mine; what I want to say to you is this: keep
your ears open for the word of command, and trust to
your officers; keep the ranks closed up, and don't fire
without you've taken a proper aim; officers, especially
look to it that the men don't throw away their ammunition.'
" Just as the gallant colonel arrived at this point, a
plumed staff-officer galloped up to him  and said something.   The colonel nodded;' Shoulder arms!'  he
shouted;'fours, right; left wheel; march off by companies in succession from  the leading company;' and,
with the band playing the old tune of' The Girl I left Behind me,' off we marched to battle. I contemplated with
pride our old colors fluttering in the breeze. They bore
the word'Mediterranean' emblazoned on them, for the




26             WHAT HAPPENED AFTER
regiment had formed part of the garrison of Corfu. in the
Crimean war; and though they could chronicle no regular victory, the regiment had done good service in Ireland
in or about the year 1798. The exhilarating influences of
the whole scene had routed fear from my heart, and I
stepped along as lightly as if I had been going to a review,
with a brilliant mess dinner and ball to come off afterwards. In fact, I stepped along so lightly and gaily that
I walked into one of the prickly furze-bushes with which
Tunbridge Wells Common abounds. This suddenly recalled me to myself.'Confound it,' I said,'if the
prickles of a furze-bush can hurt like this, what will it
be to get amongst a lot of bayonets?'
"We crossed the Common towards Mount Ephraim,
as the highest part of Tunbridge Wells is called, the
~name, not unsuitable to the temper of the place, being, I
presume, a legacy of the old Puritan days. A battery of
field artillery thundered along the road just as our drummajor, at the head of the regiment, arrived at it; and, as
the colonel halted the regiment, I was enabled, by a brief
glance, to get an idea of the whole scene. Tunbridge
Wells, with its groves and wide extent of open heath, its
white villas, and trim gardens, had been converted by a
wave of the blood-red wand of the Demon of war, into a
field of Mars. In every direction bayonets were glistening, artillery frowning, and cavalry sabres glittering.
Along the road which runs throughout the length of
Mount Ephraim, and eventually joins the London road,
battery after battery of artillery was rumbling, the
drivers cracking their whips, the officers waving their




THE BATTLE OF DOEKING.             2'
swords, and the grim gunners seated on the guns, with
their arms folded in composure which looked terrible from
its firmness. It was the dark calm before the storm.
Along a road to the' right a brigade of cavalry were defiling, and I recognized in the distance the smart Hussar
equipment of the West Kent Yeomanry Cavalry, and the
neat dark uniforms of the East Kent Mounted Rifles.
"To the left I could see nothing but a moving forest of
bayonets as far as my eyes could reach over the undulating
ground. The red uniforms of Old England were mingled
with the dark or light gray costumes of the modern rifle
brigades. Staff-officers in their gay cocked hats were
scampering about in every direction, and I could see the
staff itself, riding slowly along in the direction of Rusthall Common; the old general being distinguishable by the
plumes on his cocked hat, which were larger in the case of
a general than any ordinary staff-officer. A wild mixture
of martial music-brass bands, and drums and fifes-was
borne upon the breeze, varied by an occasional trumpet
or bugle-call. But vast as this host seemed to me, I knew
that it only consisted of about eighteen thousand men,
being the left wing of our army. The centre and headquarters were at the little village of Southborough, between TunbridgeWells and Tunbridge, while the right
was at about twelve miles' distance, at Seven-oaks. The
whole country was so intersected with roads and hedges,
and so full of woodlands and farmsteads, that anything
like parade manceuvres would probably be -entirely out of
the question; and it occurred to me that the excellent
shooting of our Volunteers, on such country, ought to




28            WHAT HIAPPENED AFTER
render them equal to the veterans of the enemy. We
officers had been ordered to provide ourselves with maps
of the district; and it seemed to me that the fine high
road which now ran throughout the extent of our front,
was invaluable to us. Of course in my humble position
as a lieutenant I could not tell what was going on exeept
in my immediate neighborhood, but a staff-officer hurriedly
gave us this information, and I had obtained from the
plateau of Mount Ephraim, as I have said, a good notion
of the extent of my own division of the army.'Quick
march,' said the colonel, and leading the way on his
brown horse, he crossed the road and took us through the
gates leading to the grounds of a fine mansion in the
classical style of architecture-let me see, its name- wasbless me! I ought to know its name. However, I remember that it presented a deserted and desolate appearance. At the back was a garden sloping down towards
fields and woodlands, and altogether constituting a very
commanding position; and this we were evidently to
hold. To our left I could distinguish through the trees a
battery of artillery just brought into position.
1" Was the enemy supposed to be near then, I wondered. I saw that some sappers had taken possession of
the house, and by boarding up the lower windows, and
knocking loopholes through the walls in places, were evidently intending to make it an Haye Sainte of the battle
of Tunbridge Wells.
"I allude to the chateau La Haye Sainte, which was
contested by such hard fighting at Waterloo, which you
have of course read about-it was considered what is




THE BATTLE OF DOREKING.             29
called in military parlance the key to a position; and it
seemed that this house was held in similar estimation. In
fact, all the houses along Mount Ephraim were being converted into temporary fortifications, sufficiently effective
against musketry, though, of course, incapable of sustaining a single canon ball or bomb shell. But the country
below and beyond this line of villas was so thickly wooded, that it was almost impossible to bring artillery to play
against them, except by executing regular siege operations. The house which we were occupying was a much
more imposing edifice than any of the others, and stood
fhrther back from the high road-in advance of the others
so far as regarded the quarter from which we were likely
to be assailed. Our men were ordered to pile arms in
the garden, and then set to work in making a kind of
rough chevac6c cde frise or breastwork along the garden
fence; inserting sharpened stakes in the ground, and filling up the interstices with fascines-that is to say, bundles of faggots-till the whole formed a very formidable
barrier.
"The day was delightfully soft and warm, showery
weather during the past week having rendered the air
pure and fresh as your grandmother used to look in her
light muslin dress in the morning. Many of us lighted
our pipes while superintending or actually employed in
these defensive operations. Altogether it was difficult to
believe that we were not engaged in preparations for
some pleasant festivity; but I happened to come across
our assistant surgeon who was parading his instruments
on a garden seat.' Getting ready for you,' he said, with




30            WHAT HAPPENED AFTER
a significant smile, to which I endeavored to respond with
one of pleasantry and indifference. But I confess that the
old uncomfortable feeling had returned; and I could
have fancied myself in gown and white tie, about to be
delivered over to the tender mercies of the examiners to
whom I have once or twice alluded.
"But what with the sunshine slanting across the garden, and throwing it into alternate masses of cheerful
brilliance and pensive gloom, and the gay appearance of
the crowd of red-coats standing or lounging about-for
the rifles were still stacked together with their sharp
shining bayonets pointing towards the heaven that looked
so loving and tender, and the men were allowed to be at
their ease-altogether I say, the scene was not one in
which doleful apprehensions could be long entertained.
But as I lighted my pipe, the idea again ascended from
my heart to my head, that I should have preferred to
have been wandering about that delicious garden with
only your grandmother to keep me company. Suddenly
I saw the colonel speak to the bugler who had been
keeping near him, and the latter sounded the assembly.' Our outposts have been driven in,' said my captain to me,
as we took our places at the piled arms belonging to our
company; and the men formed up preparatory to unpiling them. He was a fine fellow, was the captain of my
company, and though only a MIilitiaman. I doubt whether
many regiments of the Line could have produced a better
soldier. Six feet in height, and with the fresh blonde
complexion and light red hair, which are such distinguishing marks of the English aristocracy, he was as ac



THE BATTLE OF DORKING.            31
tive as any of the little, sharp Londoners whom he commanded, though they were rarely above five feet six, and
did not average more than five feet five. Besides serving
his country in the Militia, he had obtained recruits for it
in the shape of three handsome boys, who were at present
with their mother at Teddington, on the banks of the
Thames, where the captain occupied a very pleasant and
commodious old house.
"Crack, crack! was heard among the distant woods
towards the west, followed by a continued dropping fire
of small-arms, varied by an occasional roll, as if a company or half-company had fired a volley. The game had
evidently begun. We all stood to our arms in silence;
and I do not think that I was the only one who felt that
he was in the presence of the examiners. Ah! it was the
searching examination of Fate which we were to undergo. Meanwhile, the preparations for the defence of the
house, and the strengthening of the outwork of the garden, had been completed, and we were drawn up on the
smooth undulating lawn, without respect to the flowerbeds, in two lines; that is to say, in half-battalions.
"The dropping fire continued; but before us the scene
looked tranquil in sylvan beauty, and as yet no other evidence of the bloody work which had been commenced
was presented to our senses. Some wreaths of light-blue
smooke curled up above the trees, but they blended peacefully with the deep blue of the calm of heaven.
"As we stood expectant, an aid-de-camp galloped in
the garden, his horse's hoofs making deep dents in the
soft turf, and communicated some order to the colonel.




32            WHAT HAPPENED AFTER
"' INumbers one, two, and three will skirmish " ordered
the colonel.'four, five, and six will support; the remaining companies will form the reserve.''" Mly own company was numbered two in the regiment,
which consisted of some nine hundred men, divided into
ten companies. Defiling through the narrow gateway
left in the breastwork, we opened out into skirmishing
order, with about three paces' distance between the men,
and advanced cautiously through the trees, clambering
over or breaking down the hedges in places. And now
the rattle of musketry became continuous, and presently
the booming of heavy guns betokened that the storm,
which had been so long lowering, had commenced in
earnest. Yet still nay own share seemed a wild romance, rather than reality. I had seen no enemy. I had
only been amongst the delightful verdure of a thoroughly
English landscape. The sense of fear had now been lost
in the whirl and excitement, and I began to long to be at
the hated invader. My occupation consisted in keeping
the men of my half-company together, and in taking care
that they made use of the advantages of cover offered by
the trees and inequalities of the ground, and did not
rashly expose themselves as living targets to the enemy.
Suddenly an open space of wild heath, opening amid the
woods, exposed him to our view. I saw the sun shining
on helnmet-spikes above a hedge, which extended along
the opposite side of the open ground. Some of our men
had shown themselves, and flashes of fire, accompanied by
puffs of smoke, had their fearful result in some three or
four being stretched writhing on the turf.




THE BATTLE OF DORKING.              33
"'Keep to your cover, men,' shouted the captain; and
slinking behind the tree-trunks and bushes, our fellows
returned the fire at the hedge, but without any result that
I could discern. After a further interchange of shots without much apparent result, we suddenly saw the helmnetspikes emerging from a wood upon the right, and, at the
same time, our bugles in the rear sounded the retreat; in
fact, the enemy had made an attack in great force, along
the whole line, and it was necessary *to withdraw the
skirmishers, and retire behind our defences; for we were
outnumbered.
"Dragging a few of our wounded with us, and leaving
some gallant young Londoners dead upon the field, we
retreated, still firing from behind the trees, at the puffs of
smoke which we saw through the interstices. But they
took every advantage of the cover, and'we could make
little better than chance shots. Presently, at the command of the captain, we closed and ran in behind the
breast-work. And now we found that the enemy were
pressing through the wood. Shots rattled amongst the
stakes and earth and branches which composed our fortifications, and appeared at first somewhat to discompose
our fellows.'Steady men, steady!' said the colonel,
walking along our line on foot, while his horse was held
by an orderly in the rear. And there we lay, for a time
that se6med to me interminable, receiving the shots, and
firing in return, but unable to discern whether our aim
was followed by any results. And now for a minute or
two a dreadful sense of danger oppressed my spirits, as if
I had suddenly found myself among the horrors of an
2*




34             WHAT HAPPENED AFTER
earthquake. The uproar of big and small guns became
eternal, and clouds of smoke obscured the sunshine. One
or two men fell beside me with ghastly wounds. One
poor fellow seemed to have half his face blown away, as
he fell, a hideous object, covered with gore. Another, as
he rolled over, convulsively tore open his coat, and displayed a shirt which seemed to gush with blood. But
our brave captain walked down the ranks, as the men lay
crouching behind the breastwork, calm and smiling, and
kept them in their places; though the recollection of the
recruits for the country at home must occasionally have
intruded upon his mind. I, in my turn, became cool and
confident, and with my sword in my right hand and my
revolver in my left, I went about directing the men's
firing as well as I was able. Suddenly from the wood
that stretched at an angle towards our position on the
right, I saw a rush of dark warriors, with their officers in
front waving them on with their swords. At a steady
run they ascended the slope and charged at our breastwork. But they were now close to the muzzles of our
rifles, and numbers tumbled back. Still they came on,
appearing to issue from the wood in swarms, and it was
evident that they intended to storm our position. And I
must confess that our men appeared to be funked, as I
expressed it just now, by the valor, steadiness, and energy
of their veteran adversaries. They seemed inclined to run.
But we rallied them, and still we fired from behind the
barrier, and showed a stalwart chevcaux de frise of bayonets wherever their attempts to surmount the obstacles in
their path met with partial success.




THE BATTLE OF DORKING.             35
"tHere were no parade movements, and no opportunities for using the long-distance sights of our rifles. It
was an old-fashioned, close quarter's affair of bayonets,
and muzzle to muzzle. I shot down one man with my
revolver, and cut down another who was surmounting
the chevaux de frise, and I saw my men thrust back
several with their bayonets, inflicting, not without receiving, those dreadful wounds which the bayonet can give.
But presently, through the din of voices, clash of arms,
and dense smoke which now curtained the scene, I saw
that the enemy had effected a lodgment, and that we
were being driven back. They were evidently too strong
for us, and we must make a stand within the house itself,
which two companies already occupied. We must now
have fallen into great confusion'but for the coolness of our
colonel and other of the officers. The enemy's bullets
were rattling like hail-stones among our closed ranks, and
they were pushing on with the bayonet. My own company, however, and another, opposed our bayonets firmly
to their own, while the remaining companies retreated
within the house, and finally covered our own retreat by an
ably-sustained fire from the upper windows. But this
was not effected without our suffering considerable loss.
Bodies were now heaped across the lawn and flower-beds,
and the scene had become one of unmitigated horror.
The ghastly dead and groaning, bleeding wounded; the
savage, grimy, gore besmirched combatants, and t?
smoke which shrouded everything, and through whicn
flashes of flame were continually darting-all combined to
render the scene appalling. But I had quite lost all sense




36             WHAT HAPPENED AFTER
of terror now. A wild demoniac feeling had possessed
me, yet I was calml, and slluost gloated with delight over
the fearful spectacle which surrounded me. A!h this
was war indeed; such as I had imagined in my  waking
dreams but never thought to have beheld in England!
" And now ensued a fierce conflict for possession of the
house.  Fortunately for us the enemy could bring no
cannon to bear upon us or we should have been destroyed in an instant; but they maintained a tremendous
fire of musketry against our windows, keeping themselves
meanwhile as much out of sight as possible behind the
trees and shrubs of the garden and outhouses of the
stable-yard. They greatly outnumbered us, and their
bullets did mluch execution upon us, especially through
the lower windows.
"  eanwhile, we could see swarms of the enemy still
emerlging from  the wood.  It was evident that they
considered this a most important position, and that they
were bent upon capturing it. We were as firmly resolved to defend it to the death. I now reloaded nmy
revolver, and wiped the perspiration from  my face and
brow. But though  under shelter comparatively, the
house was by no means safe, and we presently saw that
they were dragging a piece of artillery up the steep slope.
All that Awe could do was to prevent the men from firing
away their ammunition too carelessly and rapidly from
their breechloaders, and to instruct them to take certain
aim. I saw my captain take one of the men's rifles, and
fire with cool deliberation upon a mounted officer, who
momentarily exposed himself from behind a clump of




TI-IE BATTLE OF DORIKING.    3'     7
laurels. HI-e fell, and his horse started wildly away; but
bef6re the captain could return the rifle to the soldiel, a
bullet struck him on the chest, and he fell himself into the
arms of his old pay-sergeant, who was behind him. I
was immediately at his side, for death seemed written on
his features. He seemed to struggle to speak to me, for
he wanted probably to give a last message to the wife
and boys in the pleasant dwelling at Teddington; but
the blood welled up in his throat, and choked him. I
had no time to pause and mourn, for the enemy had at
last got a gun into position; our situation seemed to be
growing desperate, and, as I was now in command of my
company, I could afford to waste no time in useless
lamentation, even over the dearest friend. But at that
instant we heard a wild British shout. There had been
a lull in the firing, and a passing breeze had cleared the
air. We saw a battalion of gray-coated Volunteers
charging into the garden in column of companies, the
broadest formation which the nature of the groundc permitted. The gun was hurriedly turned upon them, but
they had captured it before it could be fired, and the
enemy were driven back in confusion. They rallied,
however, and again the steadiness of the veteran soldiers
seemed to prevail, for though the Volunteers faced them
with noble counrage, they could not thrust them from
their position. But now our colonel ordered a sortie,
and throwing open all the doors and lower windows, we
rushed forth by companies, and, forming as accurately as
possible, went at them in flank; and happy I was to be
out of the house, although the exposure to red-hot lead




38             WHAT HAPPENED AFTER
and cold steel was greater, for the place was bursting into
flames in several directions, and we had no means of
extinguishing them.
"The Volunteers saw that we had come, and, with
renewed shouts, they charged home. We seconded them
well, and the enemy turned and fled precipitately down
the slope. But, to do him justice, he soon rallied. We
saw the officers stopping the men with the greatest coolness, and, by the time they had reached the shelter of the
wood, they were again forming up to renew the attack.
But our fight had won little besides honor. WVe had
been outflanked on the left of our lin'e towards Rusthall,
and a bare-headed staff-officer, with his horse covered
with blood and foam, rode up to our colonel and the
commanding officer of the Volunteers, and they forthwith
commenced to withdraw us fiom the scene of action.
We formed up lines of half battalions facing the enemy,
and, while thus keeping them at bay, retired by companies in succession from the right in rear of the left. The
old general and his staff had watched the admirable coolness with which this maneuvre was executed.' "Gad, colonel,' he said to our commanding officer,'the smartest regiment of the Line couldn't have done
that movement better.'
"We now retreated across the Common till we obtained shelter below some rising ground, for the enemy had
Yanaged to bring a battery of artillery into position, near
the church of Rusthall, Which commanded a great part of
the Common.
"We were now halted, and had time to breathe quiet



THE BATTLE OF DOREIING.           39
ly. I could scarcely credit the fact that I had escaped
unscathed through such a fight; but I found that my
chaco and coat exhibited proofs that my escape had been
by what is termed a shave; and garments, hands, and
face, were all somewhat smeared with blood. - But we
had come forth from the ordeal with much less loss than
I should have supposed possible, though about a hundred
of our brave fellows must have been left behind; and
many of those present had slight fresh wounds, which
their comrades now assisted them  to bind up. Meanwhile, some rather rough ambulance wagons, which had
been improvised, were in attendance upon the wounded
at the scene of action.
" The enemy had been deterred, by the fear of being
outflanked by our army, which lay between Tunbridge
and Reigate, from advancing in that direction, and had
concentrated his chief attack upon Tunbridge Wells.
And our general had therefore sent for the troops at
Sevenoaks to join us, and it was reported that they were
in full march. As soon as they were near enough to act
with us, it was intended to endeavor to drive the enemy
from the position which he had won along Mount Ephraim and Rusthall. For half an hour or so the firing
ceased, and by common consent, apparently, an armistice
was enjoyed by both armies; which was employed in
looking after the wounded, and consuming the provisions
with which we had been supplied. But the interval of
repose was allowed to be but brief. Again aides-de-camp
galloped about, and our army took up a fresh position on
the Common. Our artillery, which had been forced to




40             WHAT HAPPENED AFTER
retreat before the masses of infantry, brought up under
the shelter of the woods, took up a position on hilly parts
of the Common, from which the enemy's guns at Rusthall could be answered, and our battalions of infantry and
squadrons of cavalry were formed up in the valleys between them. Soon a general assault was commenced.
The artillery thundered again, and the infantry scrambled
over furze-bushes, fences, hedgerows, and walls, to get at
the enemy; while the cavalry made a brilliant charge
down the high road, which unfortunately terminated in
half their saddles being emptied by the fire firom a masked battery of mitrailleuses. The uproar of the firing from
large and small guns became deafening. M3asses of smoke
overhung the whole scene, and it became difficult to
know where one was going. But we stumbled on, pausing to take advantage of shelter and firing, then pushing
on again, over hedges and ditches, through gardens and
enclosures, to get at them. One trampled over furze or
gooseberry bushes without noticing their stings, and had
begun to regard the shower of bullets as little more than
a hailstorm.  But I am rather afraid that mine was the
courage of desperation, for I had, indeed, by this time,
given myself up for lost, and ceased to care what became
of me. I only strove to do my duty to the end of this
fearful day; and I may say, with thankfulness, that I believe I did do it. I believe that I kept my company together, for I was now commanding it, as coolly as if on
parade, and that I led them to the assault without losing
a single precious moment by blunders or delay; but I
must not be too egotistical.  Below the elevation upon




THE BATTLE OF DORKING.             41
which the church of Rusthall was erected, were two lines
of large handsome villas. These were now in posession
of our fellows, but were rapidly falling into ruins from
the withering fire from the height above, while their once
beautiful gardens were trampled into chaotic wildernesses.
Nearly in front of the church was a large white house,
standing in picturesque grounds which sloped down the
hill, and from every window in this a terrific fire of musketry was maintained, while a battery of artillery on the
terrace below was belching forth its devastating flames
and smoke with most disagreeable pertinacity. But onwards and upwards we pressed; over and through the
lawns, flower-beds, and shrubberies of the sloping garden
we scrambled, sometimes almost on our hands and knees,
with the bullets rattling about us and cutting off twigs
and leaves in such a continued shower as to render me
exceedingly thankful for their shelter. But the bullets
managed to find their way to many of us, and the line of
our assent was marked by our unfortunate comrades.  I
quite forgot that under ordinary circumstances I should
have been out of breath, and I pushed through a little fir
wood, and charged at the low church-yard wall at the
summit of the hill without feeling' blown,' as you boys
would say. How I got over I don't exactly know; but
I remember cutting down a stout fellow, whose bayonet
missed my chest, and went through the fleshy part of my
left arm. Then I found myself actually crossing swords
with an officer, and two ideas came into my head; firstly,
that this form of combat was antique and romantic; se-,
condly, that I might with advantage have taken a few




42            WHAT HAPPENED AFTER
more lessons in fencing.  But before he had timle to run
me through the body-as I rather think he might have
done, for I did not find my regulation sword easy to handle in such an encounter-he was shot through the head.
Almost simultaneously a bullet grazed my ribs, and, as a
parting legacy from a retiring foe, I received a blow on
the head from the butt end of a rifle, which laid me senseless on what had been the peaceful green mounds of the
churchyard. My chaco somewhat broke the force of the
blow, and there was just time for the thought to come
into my mind that I was killed, before I fell stunned.
" When I recovered my senses again, I saw around me
a strange and fearful scene. Amongst the pale tombstones, and crosses, and grassy mounds of the churchyard were heaped corpses in various and horrible attitudes of death-the English and foreign uniforms being
closely intermingled. The sun, setting amongst red, and
black, and golden clouds, threw a lurid hue over their
pallid and blood-stained countenances. The parting rays
became more rosy in their effulgence, as the sun sank behind a cloud, and it seemed as though a halo of glory was
cast over them —corpses below the green mound, corpses
above them; the churchyard converted into an open
charnel-house: it was very ghastly. I tried to rise, but
could not. Was I mortally wounded? I felt that my
side was hurt, and I found, as I pulled open my coat, that
my shirt was clotted with blood. But it seemed to be a
mere scratch, and the slight wound in my arm was of no.consequence either; in fact, the reason which prevented
my rising was that a corpse lay across my feet-a corpse




THE BATTLE OF DORKING.            43
with the lower part of its face mangled —and-but I must
not indulge you boys with too much of the horrible-I
found, to my great satisfaction, that I could rise, but my
head had a tremendous bump on one side, and felt heavy
as lead. I picked up my sword, which had fallen from
my hand as I became insensible, and proceeded to search
for my regiment. There were many others wounded who
seemed to be endeavoring to arise, or looking for assistance; and I was happy to see a military surgeon, accompanied by two or three civilian surgeons and a number
of ambulance corps volunteers arrive upon the ground.
A few strips of sticking-plaster were a sufficient remedy for
my hurts, and I was now informed that the enemy had
been driven back along the whole line, and some very
brilliant charges had been made, and hard fighting shown
by the three branches of the service-Regulars, Militia,
and volunteers.'CA terrific struggle had taken place for the house to
which I alluded, standing near the church; while my
own regiment had struggled upwards through its grounds,
leaving the house to the right, and had captured the
churchyard. Savage hand-to-hand fighting had taken
place amongst the shrubberies and conservatories surrounding the house, and finally within its rooms. Bayonet thrusts had been exchanged over rosewood tables,
pistol shots had been dodged behind pianos, and heavy
china vases had been employed with good effect as missiles. Cut off from their comrades, and seeing themselves
hopelessly surrounded, those of the enemy who had taken
refuge in the upper rooms of the house, and barricaded




44             WHAT HAPPENED AFTER
the staircases, at length surrendered. It was discovered
that they had made excellent use of their time, and accomplished a very successful assault on a remarkably wellstocked wine cellar. One or two dead bodies were afterwards found in the cucumber frames, fearfully gashed by
the broken glass, and in other extraordinary situations.
" I was also told that a very well-contested action had
been fought at long-bowls, as I heard a soldier express it;
that is to say, by artillery and rifles, without the combatants approaching within some hundred yards of one
another, amongst the corn-fields, hop-gardens and copses
of the valley of the  iledway.   But at Tunbridge
Wells, such had been the nature of the ground, that we
had combated in the antiquated style which I have attempted to describe.
"A  sharp Tunbridge Wells donkey boy, who had
brought his peaceful beast here, under the sensible impression that he might be rendered useful-as indeed he
speedily was, for I saw a wounded man laid across his
back to be carried off-informed me of the whereabouts
of a regiment, which seemed, from his description, to be
my own. I accordingly bent my somewhat feeble steps
in that direction. Crossing the wild heath of Rusthall,
and avoiding some sickening corpses of men and horses
which lay in my way, and one miserable animal moaning
and rolling his eyes in agony, as he lay in a pool of his
own blood, I descended a path which led downwards
amongst some picturesque formations of sand-rock, and
suddenly came uIpon a scene worthy of the pencil of a Salvator Rosa.  In a romantic little dell, formed by the




THE BATTLE OF DORKING.             45
sand-rocks on one side, and a group of ruined, blackened
cottages on the other-some of which were still smoking,
as if but recently burnt-I found my regiment bivouacked.' Every available space of rock and ground was occupied by the gallant Militiamen, lounging in every conceivable attitude of fatigue. Several camp fires, above
which large pots were boiling, in gipsy fashion, sent forth
wreaths of smoke, which blended harmoniously with the
deep gray tint of the evening sky. In the middle of the
dell rose an extraordinary toad-shaped rock, the head of
which was occupied by a bivouac of bugler boys, who
must have clambered up there with considerable pains,
not having lost their boyish energy, even in the hard
fighting of that eventful day. Some of the men were employed in cooking, others in cleaning their arms and accoutrements, others in attending to slight wounds received by themselves or their comrades; and jests and
laughter, mingled, I am sorry to say, with a few oaths,
were heard on every side. But it was perfect quietude
after the turmoil of the day; for the crackling of the fires
was the. loudest sound heard there; in fact, it was the
calm after the storm.
"I inquired for the officers, and found that they had
taken possession of a cottage which had escaped the general destruction. There I found them with a large ham
and bread and cheese on the small cottage table, and a
hamper of wine and another of Bass upon the floor. The
post of honor was occupied by the colonel, who was
seated in the solitary arm-chair of the cottage, and while




46            WHAT HIAPPENED AFTER
the major and captains had appropriated the remaining
chairs and three-legged stools, the subalterns had to be
content with resting their backs against the walls, as they
sat upon the floor. I was received with a shout of welcome, and presently found myself likewise with my back
against the wall, and a hunch of bread and ham in my
hand.
"How I did enjoy that hunch of bread and ham after
my fatigues and dangers; my wounds smarted and my
head ached somewhat, but that troubled me little; the
terrible regret was that the number of our mess had been
lessened by about a third. A bottle of Bass' emptied
into a quart pewter tankard was then presented to me,
and I certainly think that it was the most delicious
draught I ever took in my life.
"' Come,'   said the colonel,'we'll send the tankard
round, and drink to the name of Tunbridge Wells, which
will be emblazoned on our colors in golden letters —Dorking is avenged, and the cursed foreigner has found that
the old lion's teeth can bite yet.'
"By the by, the tankard was our only drinking vessel,
and we had to drink the toast in rotation, combining it
with a loving cup as it were.
"'HIas the victory been complete, colonel,' I inquired.
"' Of course,' said he,' we have to rely upon reports at
present, which may be exaggerated or unfounded. But
as far as we know, they have been driven back from Tunbridge Wells and the Tunbridge Road, with a loss exceeding our own, while between Tunbridge and Reigate
their flank has been turned, and their army in Sussex com



THE BATTLE OF DORKING.             47
pletely cut off from the army which holds London. There
are rumors, moreover, of an attack made upon them from
the west, while the cordon of our rapidly increasing levies
is being gradually strengthened around London.'
"' And it is rumored also that a naval action has been
fought off the coast of Sussex, between our own and their
combined fleets, greatly exceeding ours in number. It is
said to have been indecisive, but to have answered our
purpose in preventing the enemy from maintaining his
communications with his own shores,' said a captain, as
he lighted a short black clay pipe, and the smoke curled
above his bronzed features in a wreath of glory.
"The sweet, peaceful clouds of tobacco-smoke now obscured that little cottage room just as the sulphurous
vapors of gunpowder had made murky and miserable
what had been the quiet, pleasant watering place of Tunbridge Wells. But though there was a metaphorical
similarity, the actual difference was charming after sweating, swearing, bleeding, groaning about a battle-field all
day. At first oppressed by a sense of fear; afterwards
demoniacally occupied by all the especially unchristian
qualities-envy, malice, thirst for vengeance, etc., etc.-it
was extraordinary delightful to loll back at one's ease and
smoke the pipe of peace; even although an uncarpeted
floor and rough wall constituted one's couch. But it is
when we do not take severe exercise that we require sofa
cushions and easy-chairs for our repose. A hard bench is
sufficient luxury for the thoroughly wearied. Then there
was matter for extreme self-congratulation in finding oneself only very slightly wounded-sufficiently wounded to




48             WHlAT HAPPENED AFTER
swear by-to say ever after that one had bled for one's
country, yet retaining all one's due complement of limbs
and vital organs, with their energies unimpaired. I felt
as if I was the winner of the Derby and had landed a
large sum of money when I had expected to lose and become bankrupt. I felt, in fact, those sensations which
can only be described as ecstatic.'I-low glorious to be
indeed a soldier!' I said to myself;'and oh! how exquisite is the flavor of this tobacco!' I believe it was the
coarsest and rankest shag, but war imparts a peculiar
deliciousness to the pipe of peace. Suddenly my high
spirits were dismally damped.'Do you think they will
come at us again to-morrow, colonel?' asked the major.'Not improbably, I should say,' replied the colonel. At
us again! what! all that fighting over again; all those
horrors to be enacted once more, or possibly several times
more; the drama, perhaps, to be performed every day till
further notice. The notion was awful, and I began to
perceive that I had been prematurely merry.
"We've got our work cut out for us,' said the colonel;'they have London and Woolwich-our capital and our
chief arsenal. But, isolated as we may hope to keep them,
they can hardly hold out long, and I scarcely think that
they will resort to the uncivilized expedients of burning
and destroying, like the Communists of Paris. They
may, however, show us some hard fighting yet, in hopes
that their fleets may land reinforcements. If they had
cut through us and got all Kent into their hands, I'm
afraid matters would have looked unpleasant for England.'' The men of Kent have never been beaten, colonel; and




THE BA3TTLE OF DOR1EING.            49
never will be,' I said; for I was a Kentish man by birth,
and proud of my native county.'Well said,' answered
the colonel;' come, let us have that tankard round again,
if there's any liquor left. Let's be as merry as we can.
It's not our business to shed tears over the national humiliation. We are soldiers, and our business is only to
fight for the country; we will leave the lamentations to
the women.'' By Jove! yes,' said a stout captain;'life
may be short, so let it be merry: and there's one comfort,
colonel, no man shall say that the Militia are not soldiers
after this day's work.'Nor the Volunteers neither,' replied the colonel,' they fought uncommonly well.'' But
I don't think their line could be compared to ours,' said a
captain who was thoroughly well-up in the red-book and
a smart drill;'they fought well, but they appeared to
me a good deal confused at times.''It seems to me,'
said our adjutant,' that the men of the Miilitia and Volunteers have done their duty to-day just as well as the
Linesmen. Our regular regiments have lost so many of
their best soldiers, and have been so utterly swamped by
recruits of a bad class lately, that really they have little
beyond their prestige to show their superiority. But of
course they had the advantage in respect to officers, for
you may teach a man to shoulder and fire a rifle and keep
his place in the ranks in a couple of months, but you can
scarcely make a company officer in a couple of years.'
"' That's perfectly true,' said the colonel,' the Regulars
have, of course, had the advantage over the Volunteers at
all events, and over ourselves in this respect, that we have
never had our full complement of officers; but I beg to
Q




50             WIHAT HAPPENED AFTER
deny that any set of officers, in any service, ever did their
duty better than mine to-day.'
G Bravo! that's kindly spoken, colonel,' said the
najor,' send that tankard round again to the health of the
colonel, and may he neither have a better nor worse set of
officers under his command at the end of the campaign
than he has at present; in fact, colonel, we'll be deucedly
contented to go on serving with you, and I hope we shall
one and all be together round our mess table at no distant date.'
6"'With as good appetites and digestions as we've
brought to our bread and ham and cheese to-day,' said a
subaltern.
C" After this a few words were spoken concerning our
lost comrades, which brought tears into most of our eyes,
but it was worse than useless to mourn, and their fate
might be ours on the morrow..'" We managed to get our great-coats brought up to us
from the hotel, and also the men's knapsacks, for we had
not fought in heavy marching order, and we slept where
we had dined; and I seem to recollect having a particularly peaceful and pleasant dream on that night; I thought
I was going nutting with your grandmother.
"G The next morning we were again under arms at an
early hour; and we spent the morning in waiting for the
enemy and wishing for breakfast; wondering, in fact,
which would arrive first. However, by about noonday
our minds, or at all events my own, were considerably
eased by the information that he was withdrawing his
battalions towards Dorking; and, within an hour after



THE BATTLE OF DORIING.             51
wards, a cart containing loaves of bread, and another with'
some barrels of beer and cider, set our stomachs comparatively at rest also. I had had quite enough of fighting
for the present; and I now hoped to have an opportunity
of relieving my mind with respect to the fate of your
grandmother and your aunts. So far as I knew the tide
of battle had not rolled towards Frant; still there was
sufficient room for probability that some mischance might
have happened to them from the rude soldiery of either
side.
" As soon as I could obtain leave of absence I hurried
towards Frant. Wearied as I was by the hard work of
the previous day, and weakened by the slight loss of
blood fiom which I had suffered, I experienced considerable difficulty in surmounting the hill. When I had arrived at the summit I found little Frant unaltered by the
vicissitudes which had affected its great neighbor Tunbridge Wells. The two or three shops seemed to be open
as usual, and some boys were playing at cricket on the
green. My heart palpitated as I entered your grandmother's aunt's gate. I was still in the full dress uniform
in which I had been accoutred on the occasion of my last
visit; but my chaco had been battered in, and the pompon which adorned it had disappeared. My tunic was
torn in places and discolored by blood and dirt. The
steel scabbard of my sword was spotted with rust and
had entirely lost its pristine brightness; and no blacking
had been forthcoming for my boots in the morning. But
I felt that my dingy appearance was more honorable than
the smartness of the mere parade soldier.




952          TWRHAT HAPPENED AFTER
"' As I opened the gate I saw your grandmother appear
at the window. She then came to the front door, and I
rather expected, or at all events, hoped that she would
utter a little hysterical cry and rush into my arms, or
burst into tears of joy at seeing me safe, and fall weeping
on my shoulder, or display some such ebullition of delight
at my return. But I had made no allowance for maiden
coyness and English reserve. She simply said, " HIow do
you do,' as if nothing had occurred. I felt disappointed
and followed her into the parlor without speaking. There
T found the two aunts quietly seated at tea; and they
looked at me in a manner which made me think that I
ought to have attended to my personal appearance more
carefully before coming into their presence.'Goodness
gracious, what a noise you were making all yesterday,'
said one of them;' we thought it was thunder at first, and
my sister, who is always much alarmed at thunder-storms,
was thinking of taking refuge in the cellar; but our butcher came and told us that a battle was going on, and
that the Government had insisted on buying up all his
meat, notwithstanding all he could say to the contrary,
and that he could not let us have our joint. We then
knew that something dreadful must have occurred. Have
you been fighting hard; I hope you were victorious?'
"' I gave them an account of the events of the day before, and my own share in them, somewhat indignantly;
and I believe that I did manage to make them shudder at
the danger they had escaped before I left them. I could
not remain longer, but I was there sufficient time to observe a certain expression in your grandmother's looks




THE BATTLE OF DORKING.             53
and tones which caused me to extend to her the most
ample forgiveness for her apparent indifference when I
first entered.
"The calmness pervading their house had presented a
very marvelous contrast to the billows in which I had
been buffeting the day before; but the tranquility of the
outer world, as I walked back from Frant to Tunbridge
WVells that evening, seemed still more wonderful —or
rather, I should say, limped back, for I had not taken off
my boots for two days, and the amount of exercise my
legs had undergone, combined with sleeping on the
ground, had somewhat impaired my pedestrian powers
for the time. Again, there was a gorgeous sunset, shedding the softest possible light over the landscape. The air
was balmy, the birds were singing in the woods, which
were already tinted in places with the rich hues of Autumn, and it was difficult to believe that on the preceding
day this lovely tract of country had witnessed such an
extraordinary September shooting party. But a distant
bugle-call again brought back the realities of the scene,
and when I reached that part of the road from which Tunbridge Wells Common is overlooked, the aspect of the
encampments of the troops aroused the mind to the reception of the fact that a victorous invader had been yesterday checked in his attempt to overrun the fair county of
Kent, one of the gardens of England.
"It seemed like a dream. But it was a terrible dream,
though in its termination it proved so favorable; for the
enemy made no further attempt to force his way in our
direction, but fell back upon his supports.




54            WHAT HAPPENED AFTER
"' While we were reposing upon our laurels at and
about Tunbridge WVells, the next day the distant booming
of heavy guns announced to us that our compatriots were
not allowing him to have his own way in other quarters.
Indeed he speedily discovered that, notwithstanding his
splendid success in the Battle of Dorking, his position in
England was altogether untenable. Advancing from the
neighborhood of Reading, an army of about 120,000 men
attacked him on the Surrey hills, and, after a sharp but
decisive action, drove him back, and completely cut off
his army in Sussex from his army in London. Again the
discipline of the veteran invaders had succumbed to the
courage and energy of the new English levies, leavened
as they were by a considerable sprinkling of old soldiers.
And the excellent firing of the English riflemen had been
irresistible in a country so abounding with covers in every
direction. I do not mean to say that the invaders could
not use their rifles behind hedges as adroitly as ourselves;
but the country was not favorable to the maintenance of
that magnificent exactness in mancevuring, which had
made them so formidable.
"Leaving a sufficient body of men in London to overawe the population, the enemy marched from the ill-fated
city, for it had begun to suffer terribly from the exactions
of the conquerors, and a severe engagement was fought
to the south of London. Quiet suburban districts were
deluged with blood, and an infernal machine, just invented
at that timle, for the use of that fearfully destructive stuff,
nitro-glycerine, was awfully effective, but the invader was
driven to his entrenchments again.   And meanwhile




THE BATTLE OF DOREKING.             55
armies from the east, north, north-west, and west of England, at four distinct points, prevented him from emerging
in those directions. A fifth army was gradually drawing
towards him on the western borders of Surrey and Sussex,
and the army to which I belonged marched from Tunbridge Wells to East Grinstead, with a view to following
up the advantages we had gained. A further body of
50,000 men between Dartford and Bromley watched the
invader in WVoolwich Arsenal.
C"But all our exertions, all the zeal with which 500,000
Englishman sprang to arms within a few weeks, might,
have availed us nothing if our fleet had not been able to
keep his fleet at bay. We had effectually recovered from
our first disasters, and discovered that time had not yet
sapped our maritime strength. The building of ships of
war or the hasty construction of armor-plated gun-boats
out of existing wooden vessels, which had been commenced in every dockyard in the kingdom, began to sendl
forth a swarm of fighting ships of some kind or another.
A considerable nunmber were sent to the bottom  by the
enemy, but altogether they held their own, and prevented
him from landing reinforcements.
"'In fact, the position of the invader soon became hopeless. He had eaten up all the food and drunk all the
liquor upon which he could lay his hands, in the vicinity of
London and Waoolwich, andc also in the portions of Surrey
and Sussex which he held. The strength of the armies
opposed to him on every side completely kept him  in
check. Still he maintained his position, in the hopes of
rescue from the Continent; and we abstained from  at



WHAT HAPPENED AFTER
tacking him in London from the desire of avoiding the
destruction which would result in the event of his defending the place. Certainly we could have witnessed the
demolition of many of the public edifices and streets of
London without overwhelming regret, as regards their
loss as architectural monuments; but we considered the
feelings of the metropolitan ratepayers, and abstained.
Besides, it occurred to us, in regard to the buildings that
it was perhaps better to endure those ills we had than fly
to others which we knew not of-for it by no means followed that the Board of Works would devise any architecturally superior to those in existence.
"We finally crushed the enemy's spirits by again
dividing his armies between IDorking and Worthing, an
engagement in which I had a share, and in which I was
honorably wounded, rather more severely than at Tunbridge Wells. But my sword received no more notches
in this second battle at which I was present. It was not
a hand-to-hand affair as at Tunbridge Wells. We skirmished cautiously behind hedges and haystacks, up hill and
down dale, till I received a bullet in the calf of my leg,
and lay where I fell, upon a moss-grown bank on the outskirts of a little wood, from which we had started a
number of pheasants.
"I had not even seen the enemy when I felt him so unpleasantly. Distant cracks, accompanied by dots of smoke
from, a wooded hill-side, had brought me down at some
six or seven hundred yards' distance. I was taken into a
deserted farm house, and made as comfortable as possible
under the circumstances; for the wounded had no cause




THE BATTLE OF DORKING.             57
to fear being neglected. Throughout the country numerous Volunteer ambulance corps had been formed, which
followed the combatants with great zeal and courage.
Ladies, young and old, had rendered their services in
such numbers, as to leave no doubt that assistance would
not be wanting; while others constituted themselves
amateur vivancdie'res, and were charmingly useful so long
as their little kegs or big flasks of spirits lasted. Fortunately, my wound was only in the fleshy part of the leg,
and I felt that I had much cause for congratulation in
escaping so easily. Not many days afterwards the enemy
capitulated. The invaders, now divided into four bodies.
-in London, at Woolwich, at Dorking, and at Worthing
-laid down their arms, and their capitualation was made
the basis of the terms of peace. But of course we made a
mess of the negotiations; in fact, we had been in such a
desperate state of alarm at the beginning of the invasion
that we were only too pleased to get rid of them on any
terms. Instead of demanding an indemnity for our expenses, or the return of Alsace and Lorraine to the
French, or something of the kind, and of threatening to
carry the war into the enemy's borders, we simply let
things return to the condition in which they were before
the invasion. The armies of the enemy evacuated Holland and Belgium at the same time as we allowed the
invaders to depart peacefully out of England-and not
only peacefully, but convivially, and stuffed full of beef,
and pudding, and beer.
"But although we came out of the affair thus gloriously
it cost us a deal of money-the stoppage of industry and
3*




58 -           WHAT HAPPENED AFTER
trade, the tremendous loss inflicted for a time on our
foreign commerce, were, of coursemore disastrous in a
country like England, dependent upon mercantile and
manufacturing pur'suits for the support of its population.
Then we had difficulties in India at that time, and the
Fenians were troubling. —But I think my story has lasted
long enough."
"I wouldn't mind listening to another fight, grandpapa.'
" You must have heard quite epnough about fighting for
one day."
"Thank you very much for telling us the story, grand.
papa."
" Dear, dear, I never thought to to tell such a long story,
when you mentioned the notches in the old sword."




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