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The fife and drum and how they were also armed:

Fifre and drummers wore specific uniforms, adorned with regulation lace. Fifre were exceptionally rare just two regiments had them, and only one at Austerlitz. These men were also issued a light cavalry mousqueton and infantry gibernes. The drum-major, drum-,aster as well as regimental bandsmen were also armed with mousquetons. They were expected to provide firepower to the companies. The issuing of firearms to drummers, bandsmen etc began in June1804 and only came to an end in 1811, It is wrong for a drummer not to carry a mousqueton and giberne.  
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There are always some people that believe that during the Napoleonic wars women were near non existent in the armies, or that were solely camp followers or if at all, ladies of the officers and staff.

But even at that time there are memoirs that hint at or suggest women did participate much more actively than that. Some remained hidden, sometimes with the help of other fellow soldiers and very rare few served without such concealment or managed even to acquire some sort of rank. 

 As their contribution is often ignored, forgotten or downright denied this place will be used from time to time to shed light onto them. While certainly not as many as the male counterparts the exact numbers will never be known as those who were successful in concealing themselves and either died before they could write their memoir or never did write it (as is most common) are lost in memory. There are reports of those discovered, whether as they failed and were found too early, or have decided to reveal themselves or someone else had wanted to remove them and thus spilled the beans, perhaps they were found due to an injury requiring the tending of a more revealing kind or even after their death as their bodies were found. There are also records that speak of soldiers sometimes discovering such an unusual trait in a fellow soldier but choosing to keep silent about it and keeping the well known ‘secret’ amongst themselves. The fact remains that yes, they did exist and could be just as brave, as persistent and as able as the rest.

Now here i will write a short little bit about one of these, that donned the uniform and achieved a great deal in it. Nowadays streets were named after her and in 2018 a politician even suggested the same for a military establishment, and lastly, she had rank, she was promoted during her time of service:

The Prussian sergeant Friederike Krüger. Officially sanctioned at Waterloo, while in earlier campaign received the Iron Cross, was in the thick of battle at Ligny (16.6.1815) and survived unscathed. 

Friederike Krüger was born 4.10.1789 in Friedland (Mecklenburg) to Johann Jürgen Krüger. Her father was formerly a serf ( male servant or farmhand) on Klockow estate near Friedland. She died on 31.5.1848 in Templin. Her full name was Sophie Dorothea Friederike Krüger and her name, when she disguised herself as a soldier, was August Lübeck. She served between 1813-1815 in the first company of the Colbergsches Infanterie Regiment (this regiment is renamed in 1889 to Colbergsche Grenadier-Regiment Graf Gneisenau (2. Pommersches) Nr. 9) 

In her younger years she worked at her parents’ farm and as a maid. Following the defeat of the Prussian Troops in 1806 at Jena and Auerstedt, the occupation of her homeland began. The family particularly felt the burden of the French occupation, and at the age of 23 Friederika was said to have experienced the atrocities of the French soldiers.

After the death of her mother in 1812 she went to Anklam to learn as an apprentice to become a Tailor. According to once source she might have even made her male clothes herself, but either way she donned the male attire, cut her hair and answered the mobilisation proclamation of 1813.  Because of the urgency and the speed of the mobilisation the medical examinations fell through and August could proceed to ‘his’ regiment. She joined the 4. Kompanie des 1. Batallions under Major von Schmidt, Infanterieregiment Nr. 9 Kolberg, later renamed into 2. Pommersches Regiment. 

Fellow soldiers who found out about her secret did not betray her, they respected her bravery and were said to have been loyal to her. However the secret could not remain a secret forever as at some point during a battle she called encouragement to her fellow countrymen and her high voice alerted the others to her true identity. While one would expect her to be discharged and sent home, nothing of this sort happened. Instead, probably because of her dedication and good performance, she was allowed by King Frederick William III of Prussia to continue serving, this time, under her real name. 

Service: Some of the battles she took part in are:  
- The battle of Möckern 5.4.1813,

A source details that she was promoted to corporal after the battle of Möckern.

- The battle of Großbeeren on 23.8.1813,

- The battle of Dennewitz on 6.9.1813.

She was seriously wounded at the battle of Dennewitz by shrapnel (Granatsplitter), and while still on the battlefield was appointed for her bravery to Unteroffizier , a sergeant, to the Liebkompanie by the Colonel (Oberst) Von Zastrow.  This is confirmed by another source: The promotion to a sergeant was achieved after the battle of Dennewitz. 

She did not go to the field hospital (Feldlazarett) Jüterbog, but to Berlin. After recuperation she returned to her Regiment and. The battle fields.

She was awarded the Iron Cross 2nd class and the Russian order of St. George. 

- Through Holland to France in 1814 and then to Paris

- Battle of Ligny on 16.6.1815 

- Battle of Waterloo 18.6.1815
 
After the war Friederike returned to Friedland and invited in 1816 by the king to attend the Ordenfest. Here she met with her later husband, Unteroffizier (NCO) Karl Köhler. It was quite a strange event for the time period, and a bit of a sensation for all of Berlin, when on 5.3.1816 two non-commissioned officers married in the presence of the War minister in the church of the Garrison, and with the support and permission of the King. She left the army after the marriage. Not only that but she received from the Prussian king a larger trousseau , while her husband was appointed Ober-Steuer-Kontrolleur, a chief tax controller. 

The wedding: The stately Gardeunteroffizier Karl Köhler wore his riding uniform, while the much smaller, but strong bride wore a black silk dress. Both later settled in Templin. After their wedding she was named Friederike Krüer-Köhler. 

The king of Prussia sponsored the couple’s first son, the grand duke of Mecklernburg-Sterlitz sponsored their first daughter. They had 4 children, from these one was a son and other 3 were daughters. Initially they lived in Lychen, but then moved to Templin in 1841. She died here on 31.5.1848, while seriously ill.  She was laid to rest with all honours in the Templiner St. Georgen cemetery.

Awards: Iron cross, Commemorative War Medal (by King Frederick WIlliam, for her bravery), Russian order of St. George. 
Pension: For her services to the King and the army she received an annual pension of 72 Thalers from the Prussian King and an annual pension of 50 Thalers from Grand Duke Of Mecklernburg-Strelitz,  Charles II.

Modern: Streets named after her are found in Großbeeren and Templin 

Sources:
- Friederike’s Grave https://www.templin.de/grab-der-friederike-krueger/ 2023
- Karl von Bagensky: Geschichte des 9ten Infanterie-Regiments gennant Colbergshces. Kolberg 1842, S.203 
- Frankfurter Ober-Post-Amts-Zeitung: 1816,1/6, https://books.google.si/books?id=ZIZDAAAAcAAJ&pg=PA21-IA21&lpg=PA21-IA21&dq=battle+of+waterloo+friederike+krueger&source=bl&ots=U8oXHiAxL7&sig=ACfU3U32Nd-YT2BUBACYHIrTysS9t0pRIQ&hl=en&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwj8pK_U4fWCAxVUX_EDHfPSAsk4FBDoAXoECAUQAw#v=onepage&q=battle%20of%20waterloo%20friederike%20krueger&f=false

- https://de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Friederike_Krüger
- https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Friederike_Krüger

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 Continuing with the same book.

The size of the leek you eat depends on the time and manner of service:

For this custom one needs a drummer and various sizes of leek, salt, and the officers of the 23rd Foot regiment, who are to be subjected to such a strange feast. And once you have this all, also to have it be the correct date of the day of St. David, which is 1st March, It was considered a trial for those young and newly commissioned:

Page 22: These junior members of the officers’ mess were to be tasked to eat a leek presented by a regimental drummer. The custom was described: Each officer is called upon to eat one, for which he pays a drummer a shilling. The older officers of the regiment and those who have seen service with it in the field are favoured with only a small one, and salt. Those who have celebrated st. David’s day with the regiment, but have only seen garrison duty with it, are required to eat a larger one without salt, and those unfortunates, who for the first time, have sat at the Mess, on this their Saint’s day, have presented to them the largest leek that can be procured and unless sickness prevents it, no respite is given, until the last tip of the green leaf is enclosed in the unwilling mouth… 


Get them drumsticks and silence the drummer:

Page 29:

…While investing Fort Desaix a French force issued from it one day with the evident intent of making a smart dash through our line. Our troops were too wary to be caught napping and in a moment they were under arms and not vulnerable to an attack. The bugles rang out the advance and the French, on seeing this, hesitated and then halted. But there was true mettle amongst the French, only not enough of it. A big drummer sprang from the ranks and beating the pas de charge, came boldly on towards the advancing foe, then less than 100 yards from them.  When he had got about half that distance, looking back and hurrahing at his still wavering companions, one of Bentinck’s companions, a noted shot in the company, turned and said to him,’ Bentinck, you want a pair of new drumsticks don’t you.’  ‘Aye, i could do with ‘em, why?’ Replied the lad. ‘Because you shall have ‘em by God.’ Answered the soldier levelling his musket at the French drummer, so gallantly advancing. As the red flash burst from the piece, the latter threw up his arms, fell flat on his face, and the fatal drumsticks dropped from his nerveless grasp.  …

This recalling continues by mentioning how then after the drummer Bentinck bolted from his spot to fetch the drumsticks, ignoring the fact that he was being shot at and being very lucky that the shots had all missed even if some had come quite close to hitting him. Then after the French returned to the fort. The French defending the fort belonged to the 82nd Regiment of Infantry and their eagle was taken by the British after their final defeat.  The pas de charge is in old military slang of the British called Old Trousers. 

Flogging and who does it: 

Page: 24

…One man who had tried it on before (deserting) was overtaken before he could cross and was sentenced to receive 999 lashes. Flogging was then done by the drummers…

This was the type of duty drummers might dread, because they were not allowed to hold back. They were expected to:
…if they did not fetch blood soon enough or copiously enough, the Officer would call out:’The drummer is not doing his duty.’ And if he failed after that, his cat was given to another and he came in for a taste of it. They were expected to make the blood run out of the poor fellow’s legs: and before they had been at it long too. The deserter above mentioned never came out of hospital after his punishment.  

Page 32:

…In this period, the maximum number of lashes that could be inflicted on soldiers in the British army was set at 1200. Such a number could obviously kill or disable a man and the number of lashes sentenced usually varied from 100 to 1000. Oman noted 1200 were only inflicted 9 or 10 times over the period 1809 - 1815 and that 1000 lashes were only administered about 50 times… 

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This will also be continued later as once more I need to run.

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Not just for drummers but the army of the time, the hair habits and other things, from the book:

The very thing , the memoirs of the drummer Bentinck, Royal Welch fusiliers, 1807 - 1823

Page 5: 

… every man had to use at least half a pound of flour a week to powder his hair with, making it look like an unbaked cake clapped upon his head and clapped carefully down upon his face. But this was not all. The curling irons had to be used with great exactitude to make two or three little curls, like those on a drake’s tail, on each temple, and woe betide the unlucky fellow who appeared on parade with one of these a shade out of twist. 
Then a tail of horsehair had to be fitted to the back of the head, bound up with a bit of leather shining like a mirror with ‘heel ball’ and tied, every hair in its place with string or wire. Those who could not manage this intricate business and who came in for the punishment drill rigorously imposed for any real or imaginary defect in his work (and there were many) paid sixpence a week to any dexterous comrade who would do it for them…

To continue in relation to the queue: 

…The hair on top was cropped short and the queue or clubbed pigtail, some 7 inches long, doubled over upon itself with the end hidden and bound with a ribbon. It was then held together by candle tallow or hog’s lard, kept of the collar by a piece of cloth worn under it…


The part with the curls is mentioned as the practice that was abolished in 1795. The queues were done away with in 1808. From then on hair was to be cut close to the necks and frequently washed. Of course despite the troublesome queues, the officers and even the men, were not in favour of this change. 

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Onwards to the comforts of travelling as soldiers on ships, these were travelling towards the Danish coast:

Page 10:

…The policy was then to cram as many soldiers and horses into a ship as she would hold, comfort being too ridiculous a thing to be thought of, and the horse being much more considerately tended than the men… 

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Of a somewhat embarrassing incident at the otherwise rather uneventful landing and why you might need to watch your bayonet and your feet:

Page 12:

…The battalion landed in good style, with the colours uncased and flying in the wind. The only mishap was the unfortunate wounding of a company commander by a Fusilier who tripped with his fixed bayonet…

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Now, a drummer is not simply one who beats the drum, but seems to stand on duty too at times or it might be that Benty had been a private at this time and no longer a drummer? All in all he was at his post and also left his post to get some precious fruit in the nearby garden. This incident is described on page 14. What is funny is that, while Bentinck seems to abandon his post to do no good and fill his pockets with fresh fruit, he happens upon a rifle with the bayonet fitted, belonging to the enemy who was doing similar, takes it, also finds the Danish soldier and takes him prisoner.

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Enough for now. 
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Doing a little bit of research and trying to find visual examples of buttons discovered from the 50th Regiment of Foot. Some of the discoveries are dated or an approx. estimate is given, others not so much. I will post both a picture as well as a link to the side, to which the example belongs. All credit of photograph to whoever had taken the picture of the shown example.

1.

From Site: http://www.colchestertreasurehunting.co.uk/numberedregiments.htm

2.
http://www.ukdfd.co.uk/ukdfddata/showrecords.php?product=8436&cat=217

Will update when new pictures and information is found.

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The idea came from complaints on historical inaccuracy when a female is seen in uniform on photos of reenactments of different periods (Medieval, Napoleonic, Civil war, etc).

Now, I am not talking about females that are distinctly female - wearing makeup, jewelery, long hair flowing in the wind, dyed bright red, allowing no doubt that they indeed also have a bosom, in short making no attempts at appearing as their 'present role'. I rather mean complaints about those, who have tried their best to conceal what they are and be one of the boys and yet someone will be there to complain, that with their 'modern eye', he or she sees a woman in the ranks.

While we could say that there is evidence of women serving in ranks pretending to be boys, and begin the long article about it, this time I decided to just play a game that challenges our 'modern eyes' and expectations on how to spot one, with how people looked in the past. I am not going to go too far back. Just the civil war with its photographs so that one might not challenge, that the look is due to the artist more than the person itself.

I might sneak a few females in uniform photos from that period onto the list as well or I might not. Without cheating, you may take a guess on who is or who is not a female and how many there are if there are any.

The photos will be below the cut here:

Have fun!

Photographs in this direction )

All the photographs belong to their owners, links to photographs are still available.

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This seems to be a rather interesting article on the tools of the trade a navy surgeon would use in the Napoleonic era.

It begins by elaborating on the importance of the tools and the fact that the surgeons would not only be checked for their knowledge but that their chests would also be checked to contain the adequate tools. They would then be sealed and were not to be opened until placed onto the ship. The practice described seems to be later abolished or atleast no longer mentioned. The interesting tidbit of information concerns the surgeons of the military, for which it suggests to receive their tools as purchased by the army and also the comparison of the two lines of service and the payment of the surgeon. The article further provides us with a list from 1812, of the instruments that were supposed to be kept by a naval surgeon. It also presents the reader with some examples of problems and common injuries that could bother the patients and ways the surgeon would solve them and instruments he would need for it. Among other duties that befell a surgeon was also one of providing dentistry care to the afflicted. This could be a particularly grave problem when on board a ship and the problem of scurvy was not unknown.

So enjoy the reading, there are also some photos of the instruments too:

http://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC1079363/
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www.youtube.com/watch

And a snow ball fight! The movie according to the poster was made in 1909. It follows some of the key events in Napoleon's life. Enjoy!

The interesting part are the tails of the horses which appear docked, although they belong to the French. Well there are other things too, but never the less!

An interesting fact: Along with humans hair extensions are also used on horses and probably other animals. One suggestion for hair extensions was for horses whose tails have been shortened to be able to use during summer heat and flies. Anyhow, others are purely....hmm... well .. If you google hair extensions for horses, you might find 'rainbow-mane' real life horses.
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I have been up and about finding a little time to read again. So this that I post here today will be from a collection that was made by the writer, who is said to have been in Spain in 1809, and had from there written letters home. The letters were afterwards altered so that the content not meant for the public eye was taken from the finished 'booklet' but that it was supposed to still allow enjoyment to whomever wished to read it.

Already in the first letter the author, who begins his journey on board Saragossa, tells of how bad the weather was once reaching the Bay of Biscay, how they attempted to pass the cape Finisterre and cape Ortegal and how later their ship suffered through the storm to the point that even the sailors would say that "they shipped a sea". It was then that their surgeon suffered a horrific accident as he was thrown against a quarter-deck gun. There he is said to have broken two bones, the injury being a little above ankle. Because of high winds and high seas they could not ask another of their ships to bring their surgeon on board. It was for that reason that the surgeon gave them instructions on what to do and since he could not set his bones at the dime due to swelling, chose to wait for the next day. They placed cold applications to the injury to lessen the inflamation.

The author continues:
Quote(Travels in the south of Spain, William Jacob, 1811, page 2):"The next morning he (the surgeon) prepared the proper bandages with his own hands, and gave directions respecting the mode of reducing the fracture.Under his instructions the operation was performed so accurately, even by persons previously ignorant of the business, that he is now as well, and as likely to recover, as if the best surgeon had been employed."

He continues to describe his journey as the weather and the mood of those on board improves. His following snippests are organised in a manner of reporting of the happenings and sights as they happen ie. at 7 o'clock, at 10 o'clock and similar. When speaking of the population seen at Lagos, he calls the area 'thickly peopled'. At Lagos, he notes, they seem to produce charcoal, with which they later supply St. Lucar and Cadiz.

He closes the letter, as he has promised, by passing it to the small fleet which they meet at around the time. Since it is bound to England, he does not wish to miss the opportunity. Just before he chooses to use 'the post' he begins to describe the calm weather which has its own drawbacks since it does not allow them to progress swiftly towards their destination. He hopes that the slight breeze might yet deliver them to Cadiz however.

This is where I will stop for now as well.
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Whoever is in the neighbourhood of the National Army Museum and is interested in Exploring Officers might want to have a look at this:

http://www.nam.ac.uk/whats-on/celebrity-speakers/wellingtons-exploring-officers-british-military-espionage-peninsular-wa

I do not know if there are any tickets left, but if anybody goes :D FEEDBACK, please!

It's happening on 27th February 2014 and lead by Iain Gale.
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The list of the one before, had begun to get quite long. This is the second part, although I shan't post all of them here. It's just to give you an idea of what real names were once used. Of course, still the most common are James, John, Richard, Arthur, William, George, Thomas, Charles, Henry, Harry, Matthew, Peter, Edward. So if you want to go for something general, choose one of these. But if you want to have something more 'exotic sounding' but yet had once indeed existed, this is your other list.

David England Johnson
Moyle Sherer
Robert Noble Crosse
Hassel Richard Moor
Honeyman Mackay
Basil Jackson
Tredway Clarke
Sir Peregrine Maitland
Jabez Mackenzie
Helier Touzell
Skeffington Lutwidge
Thomas Otho Travers
Charles Chaplin (... well, it is not technically odd..but one namesake is far too famous!)
Clements Blood
Thos. Longworth Dames
Charles Sergison Smith
Burrell Fuller
Felix Vaughan Smith
Charles Algernon Lewis
Richard Duckworth Dunn
Robert Bidwell Edwards
Aylmer Lambert Bourke
Arthur Bastard Easterbrooke Holdsworth
John Bickerton Flanagan
George Allgood Loraine
James Fitzmaurice Scott
Tonman Mosley
Henry Hayhurst France
Francis Day Chalmer
Edward Barrett Curteis
William Mostyn Owen
John Ordiarne Luxford
Richard Twistleton Fawcett
John Fred. Sales Clarke
William Hartopp Hull
Michael Goold Adams
Robert Stein Forlong
Theopilus Levett
William Shipley Conway
James Llewellyn Paxton
Edmund Meysey Wigley
Raymond White
Annesley Arthur Cotton
Charles Crespigny Vivian
Chambre Brabanzon Ponsonby
Henry Aitchison Hankey
Richard Rich Willford Brett
Goodrich Shedden
Shirley Hamilton Ball
Quintus Vivian
Bingley Broadhead
Bertie Bertie Mathew
Leonard Morse Cooper
Lucius Henry French
Charles Thornhill Warrington
Charles Pallmer Parker
John Rose Holden Rose
Francis Woodby Horne
Baskerville Glegg
Algernon Payton
Lodge Morse Murray Prior
Thomas Pelling Lang
Thomas Garde Durdin
William Mavor Julius
Edward Rudston Read
Edward Lane Parry
Ambrose Congreve
James Massey Dawson
Francis Hearle Stephens
George Pitt Rose
Courtenay Philipps
Cha. Higgins Teush Hecker
Andrew Jordaine Wood
John Penn Hickman
George Home Murray
Edward Baker Bere
Coulson Bell Pitman
Peter Tooke Robinson
Mildway Clerk
John Strange Chapman
Nat. Bogle French Shawe
William Lindsey Shedden
Ferrars Loftus
Francis Grosvenor Hood
Edward Birch Reynardson
Rob. Blenkinsopp Coulson
Francis Cornelius Huthwaite
William Lovelace Walton
Ely Duodecimus Wigram
Montagu George Burgoyne
Charles Atticus Monck
Swindal Norval
Emilius Clayton
Brownlow William Knox
Moses Hoper
Lachlan MacLaine
Charley Chidley Coote
Humphrey Babington
Huntly Nicholson
John Wells Butt
Arhtur Lyttleton Macloud
William Devaynes Bedford
Tyrrell Matthias Byrne
Hew Manners Dalrymple
George Hadington Dalrymple
John Money Carter
William Granville Sharp
William Nicol Ralph
James Egbert Simmons
Charles Luxmore Bennett
Basil Herne Burchell
Gustavus Logie Christie
Mortimer Charles Golden
Henry Dacre Lacy
Alured Tasker Faunce
R. Honywood Monypenny
John Darcus Territt
John Belshes Home
Maurice Griffin Dennis
Edward Wynyard Young
John Craven Mansergh
George Fox Strangways
Gerard Baillie Hamilton
Geo. Dela Poer Beresford
Walter Lacy Yea
Catesby Paget
Charles Saintlo Malet
Henry Welladvice Roper
Anstis John Bewes
Henry Palmer Hill
Agnew Champain
Studholme Hen. Metcalfe
Studholme Brownrigg
Chr. Limebear Strickland
Hen. Claringbold Powell
Septimius Barty Whitmore Wynyard
Eward Lionel Wolley
Guilford James Hillier Onslow
William Pear French
Arthur Phillip Savage Wilkinson
Horatio Nelson Vigors
Robert Spread Grady
George Main Fullerton
Thomas Halifax Western
Arthur Piggott Browne
William Alphonso Kirk
James Oliphant Clunie
John Rose Holden
Temple Pearson
Thomas Cockburn Graves
Wellington Hackett
Charles Highmore Potts
Scrope Reynett Berdmore
Ivory Browne King

And that's all for now!
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Hello, my name is..

Sometimes people wonder what names were used in the past. Perhaps their reason is writing a book, creating a historical character, naming the one that they have drawn or mere curiousity. There are the usual lists of: John, Jack, William, Patrick, James... but then there are also those that are almost never used because they are strange or unusual or in modern times used for the females.

Here below I have gathered a list of some, I have found that belong to existing historical figures, although rarely well known, officers of the time when Napoleon had lived and Europe was changing. The list comes from the list of officers of the army and the royal marines. Some of the names, where there are two, may be the ordinary Richard and John, while there must be atleast one, not quite as ordinary to be included in this list. And yes, there were men named Hercules, Ulysses, Octavius, Gustavus, Adolphus and others.

Napier Christie Burton
Mervyn Archdall
John Gustavus Crosbie
John Manners Kerr
Richard Northey Hopkins
Lewis Bayly Wallis
John Sulivan Wood
Gore Browne
Theophilus Lewis
Sir Rufane Shaw Donkin
Sir Augustine Fitzgerald
Henry Raleigh Knight
Sir Samuel Venables Hinde
Berkenhead Glegg
Sir Colquhuon Grant
Sir Charles Bulkeley Egerton
Thomas Birch Reynardson
Godfrey Basil Mundy
William Goodday Strutt
Henry Green Barry
Henry Sheehy Keating
Sebright Mawby
John Montagu Mainwaring
Sir George Pownoll Adams
Overington Blunden
John Nugent Smith
Wiltshire Wilson
Sir Loftus William Otway
Alexander Mark Kerr Hamilton
Brooke Young
Spencer Claudius Perry
Augustus De Butts
Henry Mordaunt Clavering
Launcelot Holland
John Goulston Price Tucker
Benjamin Wynne Ottley
Cavendish Sturt
Bohun Shore
John Drigue Morgan
Leslie Grove Jones
Hon. Edward Pyndar Lygon
Elias Walker Durnford
John Millet Hamerton
Alexander Whalley Light
William Bridges Naynoe
James Kyrle Money
Sackville Hamilton Berkeley
Helier Touzel
Cornelius Mann
Charles Cox Bingham
Ponsonby Watts
Molyneux Marston
John Fox Burgoyne
Thomas Kirwan Burke
Francis Skelly Tidy
Sir Guy Campbell
Sir Charles Felix Smith
Francis Miles Milman
Harry Percival Lewis
Alured Dodsworth Faunce
George Prescott Wingrove
Hon. S. Digby Strangways
Wentworth Serle
John Bacon Harrison
Sir Julius Hartmann
Meyrick Shawe
Henry Adolphus Proctor
Carlo Joseph Doyle
George Home Murray
John Bolcler Parker
Chatham Horace Churchill
Fielding Browne
De Lacy Evans
Leslie Walker
Foster Lechmere Coore
Arthur Helsham Gordon
Kenneth Snodgrass
Sempronius Stretton
Donald MacDonald (only because...it appears the parents had a sense of humour)
Harry Bulteel Harris
Robert Burd Gabriel
Gideon Gorrequer
Thomas Phipps Howard
Richard Seeker Brough
Rober Bryee Fearon
William Lovelace Walton
Mildmay Fane
Henry Hely Hutchinson
John Baskervyll Glegg
James Pattison Cockburn
George Judd Harding
John Ross Wright
Sampson Stawell
Henry Christmas Cash
Barkeley Drummond
William Leader Maberly
Valentine Jones Groeme
John Alcock Clement
John Pasley Dirom
Dugald Campbell
Lovell Benjamin Badcock
Henry Ellis Boats
Hon. Standish O'Grady
James Dunbar Tovey
Thomas Alston Brandreth
Alexander Hope Pattison
Rice Jones
Fountain Elwin
Wm. Mansfield Morrison
Mark Anthony Bozon
Hector Cameron
Loftus Gray
Hamlet Obins
Arthur Hill Dickson
Lonsdale Boldero
Brabazon Disney
Courteney Chambers
Gervas Turbervill
Humphrey Robert Hartley
Howell Harris Prichard
Hamelin Trelawney
Andrew Leith Hay
Hugh Seymour Blane
Lennox Lascelles
Brickman Broadhead
Charley Murray Hay
Edmund Maysay Wigley Greswolde
Everard William Bouverie
James Sholto Douglas
Thomas Bulkley Campbell
George Esdaile Elrington
John Marjoram Close
Ambrose Lane
John Lockhart Gallie
George Jackman Rogers
Eyre Evans Kenny
William Brewse Kersteman
John Falconer Briggs
Cassius Matthew Clanchy
Adam Giffard Downing
Peregrine Francis Thorne
William Medows Hamerton
Digby Mackworth
Stopford Cane
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James Stokes Bastard
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Melville Glenie
Pringle Taylor
Henry Dundas Campbell
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James Price Hely
William Hassall Eden
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Roger Pomeroy Gilbert
Orlando Felix
Arthur Hill Trevor
Richard Lothian Dickson
Robert Carlile Pollock
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John Vincy Evans
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Lachlan MacLaine
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George Gustavus Tuite
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John Napper Jackson
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Sir Francis Geary Gardner
Peter Shadwell Norman
Adam Fife Crawford
James Rvyes Hore
James Winniet Nunn
Patric Doull Calder
Piearce Lowen
Courtenay Cruttenden
Zachary Clutterbuck Bayly
Peter Desprisay Stewart
Robert Franck Romer
Richard Carr Molesworth
Francis Rawdon Chesney
George Brodie Fraser
Poole Vallancey England
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At Vimiero, on the things that the  50th were able to get hold of and again about those red plumes for the band, They arrived from there to Lisbon (encamped with the 29th, 40th and 79th at Campo Santa Anna, and reached Monte Santo in 28th Semptember, 1808 :

(p99) The loss of the 50th consisted of Captain Coote killed, Major Charles Hill and Captain J.N.Wilson wounded and 2 sergeants, 2 corporals, 1 drummer and 38 privates either killed or died of wounds. They captured a standard, pole and box, which were borne by a sergeant between the colours during succeeding campaigns [...] On the 23rd August they commenced their march to Lisbon, negotiations for the convention of Cintra having stopped further hostilities. They were well received everywhere on their route through Portugal;...[...] Colonel G.T. Walker having obtained leave of absence after the battle of Vimiero, the command of the regiment devolved on Major Charles Napier, who had joined from the second battalion to replace Major Hill, severly wounded.
After the above action 15 volunteers from the French 70th Regiment joined the 50th, and their long red plumes were afterwards worn as trophies by the band of the regiment.

The 50th adopt children as well:

(p134) A soldier of the 50th Light Company was seen at Bettanzos with a fine child about 2 years old seated on the top of his knapsack. ON inquiring about its parents the man stated that the mother had dropped dead on the road and he had picked up the child determined to adopt it, the father having been killed at Vimiero. He brought the child to England where it grew into a fine young man and became a shoemaker near Bury St. Edmund's.

The confusion that left Major Napier with only a few at his side, thereabouts of Elvina:

(p119) Sir John Moore having ordered up a battalion of the Guards, the 42nd retired, believing that the Guards had been sent to relieve them. Sir John Moor seeing this, again sent them to the front; but too late; and before the 50th Regiment could be supported, General Baird commanding the Division, was wounded; and Sir John Moore having received that fatal wound, [...] was no longer capable of giving orders for his support. 
An order was sent instead to recall the 50th, and Napier and the few men with him were left alone in front of the enemy. [...] All the ammunition being expended and it being impossible for the regiment to maintain their position against such fearful odds, orders were given to retire; and on being relieved by the Guards the troops of the first brigade fell back, the shattered remnant of the 50th resuming their place upon the hill, from which it had at the outset advanced.
The retreat of the rest of the regiment left Major Charles Napier, with only four survivors of his party, and completely surrounded by the enemy. Gathering a few men together, he made a desperate attempt to cut his way through, but was dangerously wounded and taken prisoner, and his life was only saved by the intervention of a French drummer (by name of Guibert). He was almost the sole survivor of that gallant little band, which he had led so bravely against the great battery.

While the names are not known there was a Private by the name of Henessey, an Irish soldier of the 50th, taken prisoner at the same time. There is word of Major Charles Napier, who had been taken prisoner and then released by Marshal Ney, on the 20th March 1809.In may 1810 he joined the Light Division in the Peninsula as a volunteer, under Crawford and was employed on Lord Wellington's Staff at Busaco.

(p128) "He was urged to dismount , as the only man in a red coat, to which he replied:"No! This is the uniform of my regiment, and in it I will show or fall this day." He had hardly spoken when a bullet entered on the right of his nose, and lodged in the left jaw near the ear. He was moved to the Convent of Busaco, but in spite of his sever wound he was at Cintra next day, and from there rode to Lisbon."
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(p xvi) The fact that fifteen volunteers from the French 70zh Regiment enlisted in the 50th after Vimiero, and that the band of the 50th wore their long red plumes, as a trophy for some time afterwards, is highly interesting. A French colour pole and box was taken also in that action, and afterwards borne between the colours (Captain Patterson) . but I have been unable to discover what became of it. It is curious to note, that the old colours were burnt at the head of the regiment, with military honours in 1804 and in 1815.

(p2) The first authentic record I can find is that of the 50th Foot, or the 7th Marines, which was raised on April 11th, 1741, under the command of Major-General Cornwall. Several regiments were officially the ''50th'' prior to 1741 though the numbers were not used.

(p3) There seems, however, to have been some hesitation about dispanding this regiment, for the original order did not include it, and the order was eventually given in a separate letter, which implies that it was under consideration to retain the 50th Regiment alone as a regiment of marines. Short as its existance was, its services cannot have been unimportant, for it was employed as a regiment of marines, during a period of great naval activity, which included a war with France.

(p12) The first record of the 50th Regiment being stationed at Maidstone is on the 7th January 1758.

From 1763 up until 1767 the Army List shows the facings to have changed between the 52nd and the 50th, where as the 50th wore  red facings with white linings and white lace, and the 52nd, the old 50th uniform of black facings and white lace. After 1767 the two Regiments resumed their facings, and in the corse of this year an order was also issued, directing the regimental number to be placed on all buttons.

(p13) The button which was authorised for the 50th, contained the number in the centre surmounted by a crown, with single laurel leaves around the outer edge. In 1769, the lapels or loops on the coat became square at equal distances, with a red stripe down the centre.  About the end of the century, double Hanover loops were worn in pairs. A sword breast-plate was introduced between 1770 and 1775, with an oval breast-plate - brass for private soldiers, and silver for officers.

The officers in 1768 are described as wearing a plain scarlet coat lapelled to the waist with black velvet, collar the same, small round black cuffs, silver buttons, silver epaulettes, white lining waistcoat and breeches and silver laced hats.

(p14) Trousers were used for field service in the Peninsula from about 1809, and at this period the officers of the first battalion, wore a silver breast-plate on the sword or cross-belt, having the motto ''Quo fata vocant,''. (This was worn by the officers of the first battalion, during the Peninsular War). The second battalion wore the same breast-plate without the motto.

Dress - Officers:

(p15) About this time (Peninsular) also the crown on the silver button was surmounted by the lion, and both officers and men wore the short tunic or ajacket - in the case of officers, double-brested with two rows of silver buttons by pairs, and one button which a strip of black silk cord from it, on each side of the collar. Officer of the grenadier and light companies wore wings (instead of epaulettes) composed of silver currb chain edged with silver bullion fringe on black velvet, with gold grenades or bugles on the straps.

And after the accession of William IV. : The officers' dress had recently been changed for a coatee, or scarlet tail-coat, on which captains and subalterns were for the first time, permitted to wear epaulettes on both shoulders. On becoming the ''Queen's Own,' blue velvet facings were adopted by the officers, of the colour known as Adelaide blue, and the soldiers changed their black facings to blue. A very handsome gold ornament was introduced, on the tail of each skirt of the officers' coatee, which consisted of ''50'' in gold on a blue background, surrounded by a blue garter with ''Honi soit,'' & c., and the edge of gold: a similar blue scroll underneath, with the words ''Queen's own'' edged in lettered gold, surrounded by gold laurels and surmounted by a gold crown, all embroided on red cloth.

Dress  - Men:

(p15) The light felt caps worn at this period, had a gilt plate in front, festooned across the front with crimson and gold cord, and a small red and white feather. Private soldiers wore the same, but with plain white cords and tassels. Their red jackets were single-breasted, with ten loops of the white lace with a red stripe in the centre in pairs down the front, and on collar and shoulder-strap, slashes on cuffs and pocket, and a belt with brass breast-plate.

Dress - Sergeants:

(p15) Sergeants had a similar coat of finer cloth, with white tape lace; and after 1802 silver chevrons on the right arm, with a belt and crimson sash, their arms being a sword and a long pike. About the time of the accession of William IV gold was substituted for silver.

After some service abroad. :

(p49) The 50th Regiment remained in Ireland till the latter part of 1772, when it embarked for Jamaica, where it arrived at the beginning of 1773. A light company was added to its establishment on the 21st Sept. 1771. It remained at Jamaica till the beginning of 1776, and was then ordered to North America, where it was broken up, and the whole of the men fit for duty were drafted to reinforce other regiments.

The staff was then sent to England to recruit., and arrived at Salisbury in November 1776.

(p49) On 3rd July 1778, the regiment, now completed, embarked in H.M.SS. ''Centaur,'' ''VEngeance,'', ''Defiance'', ''Thunderer.'', and ''Vigilance,'' and were employed as marines in an indecisive attack made by Admiral Keppel on the French fleet under Count D'O. Viliers off Ushant.

Of marines and 50th, this time not as one and the same:

(p68) In the general orders of the 19th February, a battalion of marines was ordered to land with this brigade, and to take post between the 50th and the 79th, but it did not continue to do duty with them.

The burning and the changing of the colours after Egypt:

(p93) New colours were received by the regiment at the end of 1804, bearing for the first time ''the Sphynx'' and the word '' Egypt'' on them. The old colours were then brought out and burnt in front of the first battalion, with military honours.

Vimiero and the times there:

(p100) The 43rd and the 50th Regiments, and the 95th Rifle Corps, were formed into a light brigade, under the command of General Fane.

And this for the moment are the few tidbits about the 50th Regiment of Foot. More to come!
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In the retreat from Moscow, with the narrative of a man from the Imperial Guard, Bourgogne, sometimes he mentions animals as well. Whether as pets, as companions or as means of transportation. Some had also become food when before they were used to be ridden. Even those could suddenly have become useless in that aspect, when the cold was too great and made their bodies as stiff as stone. Men often drank the blood of these horses, or sometimes stole them away from others, or begged them to give them the horse to eat. Some horses did not perish however, and were treated with care as will be shown below. There were, as with the British, also pets. Such is described below.

1. MOUTON, the regimental DOG

This dog went by the name of Mouton and he was their regimental dog, it was what this dog was, that is somewhat surprising:

p 174) Quote: "Mouton had been with us since 1808. We found him in Spain, near the Bonaventura, on the banks of a river where the English had cut the bridge. He came with us to Germany. In 1809 he was at the Battles of Essling and Wagram; afterwards he returned to Spain in 1810-11. He left with the regiment for Russia; but in Saxony he was lost, or perhaps stolen, for Mouton was a handsome poodle. Ten days after our arrival in Moscow we were immensely surprised at seeing him again. A detachment composed of fifteen men had left Paris some days after our departure to rejoin the regiment, and as they passed through the place where he had disappeared, the dog had recognised the regimental uniform and folowed the detachment."

And then came the worse days of Russia, where cold not only took fingers and toes, noses and ears of the men, but was equally harsh to the animals that came with them.

p 170) Quote:  "In front of me was a man whom I recognised by his cloak as belonging to the regiment. He was walking very much bent, apparently overwhelmed by the weight of a burden he was carrying upon his knapsack and shoulders. Making an effort to get near him, I saw that the burden was a dog, and that the man was an old Sergeant named Daubenton. The dog he carried was the regimental dog, though I did not recognise it. I told him how surprised I was at seeing him carrying the dog, when he had trouble dragging himself along; and, without giving him the time to reply, I asked him if the dog was to eat - if so I should prefer the horse.
'No,' he answered; 'I would rather eat Cossack. But don't you recognise Mouton? His paws are frozen, and now he can't walk any longer."

The sergeant had taken this dog, although he at first thought to leave him behind. But as the dog howled pitifully, he changed his mind and at first merely allowed the dog to follow. This was until he saw the animal fall onto his nose. Not wanting to leave him this time, he strapped him over his shoulders and in the same manner managed to rejoin the rear-guard. The dog however had been some hindrance in fighting, when faced with the enemy. Willing to go after the cavalry but still strapped onto the sergeant's back his attempts brought the other man down, and then dragged him sideways in the direction the dog had wanted to go. The animal had been wounded at this time as well, smacked on the head by the same attacker on horse. 

p 172) Quote:  "Daubenton was dragged against the shafts of the wagon, so that his enemy on horseback could not get near him. This man faced Daubenton, his sword raised, as if to split him in two, appearing all the while to mock him.
Daubenton, although half dead with cold and hunger, his face thin, pale, and blackened by the bivouac fires, still seemed full of energy ; but he looked odd and really comical, as that devil of a dog was barking all the time, and dragging him sideways."

2. Of French men and HORSES or the horse named CADET

We often hear, or is it read in some historical fiction, that the horses of the French were poorly treated, that their backs stank, and were there to be ridden into death and then discarted for a new beast. Here however is a narrative of a man, who does not only put these claims down as flawed, but in more than one way shows his dedication to the animal, which took him on his back through many a campaign and served him loyaly up till his end.

p254) Quote: "M.Mellé, a Dragoon of the  Guards, whom I often met during the retreat, leading his horse by the bridle, and making holes in the ice of the lakes to give him a drink. He was from Condé, the place I came from. He might be called, with truth, one of the best soldiers in the army. [...] With the same weapons and the same horse he went through campaigns of 1806 and 1807 in Prussia and Poland, 1808 in Spain, 1809 in Germany, 1810 and 1811 in Spain, 1812 in Russia, 1813 in Saxony and 1814 in France. 
After the departure of the Emperor for the Isle of Elba, he remained in the Royal Guard, awaiting his pension, and always keeping his horse with him. On the return of the Emperor from Elba, he reappeared again in the same corps as one of the Imperial Guards at Waterloo. He was wounded, and his horse killed - the horse which had gone through so many campaigns with his master, and had taken part in more than 15 great battles commanded by the emperor. [...] Although a Chevalier of the Legion of honour, he is now in great want. During the retreat from Russia he sometimes penetrated alone at night into the enemy's camp to get hay or straw for Cadet, the name of his horse. He never returned without killing one or two Russians, or bringing back what he called a witness, viz., a prisoner."

Of this same horse and rider there is another story, which shows in greater detail his want to see his horse fed:

p 92) Quote: "At midnight one of our sentinels told me he could see a man on horseback appearing to come from our side. I ran at once with two of our men to see who it could be. I could distinguish the horseman perfectly, and in front of him a foot soldier, whom he was apparently forcing on before him. When they got near us I recognised a Dragoon of the Guard, who had made his way into the Russian camp to get food for himself and his horse. He had disguised himself by means of the helmet of a Russian Cuirassier whom  he had killed the day before. He had brought away from the enemy's camp a bundle of straw and a little flour, and had wounded one sentinel and knocked down another, whom he made prisoner and brought along with him. This brave fellow was called Mellé, and he came from Condé. He stayed with us for the rest of the night. He said that he had run this risk for his horse, called Cadet, and not for himself; at any cost he had determined to get the animal some food.'If I save my horse, he will in turn save me.' This was the second time he had got inside of Russian camp since leaving Smolensk. On the first occasion he had brought back a horse already harnessed.
He was fortunate enough to return to France with his horse. [...] The poor horse was finally killed at Waterloo, after being through more than twelve great battles commanded by the Emperor, and over thirsty smaller engagements. I met Mellé again during this wretched campaign on a lake breaking a hole in the ice with a hatchet to get water for his horse; and another time I saw him at the top of a burning barn, in peril of his life, getting straw from the roof for him, for the horses were as badly off as we were. The poor animals had to gnaw at the trees to feed themselves, until in their turn they fed us."
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The winter cold

From memoirs of Sergeant Bourgogne, The retreat from Moscow.

When all nations are heard cursing on a road it makes one consider it's almost no different than nowadays.

p 46) Quote: "We resumed our march at dawn, but before we had gone a league we again met a large part of the fatal convoy, which had passed us while we were asleep. Most of the carts were already shattered, and others could not move, the wheels sinking deep in the sandy road. We could hear screams in French, oaths in German, entreaties to the Almighty in Italian, and to the Holy Virgin in Spanish and Portuguese."

And on what was in this man's knapsack at the time.

p 46) Quote: " After getting past this babel we were forced to wait for the left of the column. I spent the time in making an examination of my knapsack, which seemed too heavy. I found several pounds of sugar, some rice, some biscuit, half a bottle of liqueur, a woman's Chinese silk dress, embroidered in gold and silver, several gold and silver ornaments, amongst them a little bit of the cross of Ivan the Great - at least, a piece of the outer covering of silver gilt, given me by a man in the company who had helped in taking it down. Besides these, I had my uniform, a woman's large riding-cloak (hazel colour, lined with green velvet; as I could not guess how it was worn, I imagined its late owner to be more than six feet high): then two silver pictures in relief, a foot long and eight inches high; one of them represented the Judgment of Paris on Mount ida, the other showed Neptune on a chariot formed by a shell and drawn by sea-horses, all in the finest workmanship. I had, besides, several lockets and a Russian Prince's spittoon set with diamonds. These things were intended for presents, and had been found in cellars where the houses were burnt down.
[...]To lighten it, therefore, I left out my white trousers, feeling pretty certain I should not want them again just yet. I wore over my shirt a yellow silk waistcoat,padded inside, which I had made myself out of a woman's skirt; above that a large cape lined with ermine, and a large pouch hung at my side, underneath the cape, by a silver cord. This was full of various things - amongst them, a crucifix in gold and silver, and a little Chinese porcelain vase. [...] Then there were my powder-flask, my fire-arms, and sixteen cartridges in my cartridge case."

At that time they believed that they were to run the army into Mongolia and China and seize the English possessions there.
Not always did the men care for one another, or offer help, even if thus ordered.

p 50) Quote:" On the following day we passed near a convent, used as a hospital for many of our wounded in the great battle. Many of them were still there, and the Emperor gave orders for them to be taken away on any of the carts, beginning with his own; but the canteen men, who had the care of these unfortunate people, left them for one pretext or another on the road, in order to keep all the booty they had brought from Moscow, which filled their carts."

Then even these were thrown away along the road, when the road itself became harder to cross and worse for wear.

p 51) Quote:"The road was heaped with valuable things - pictures, candlesticks, and quantities of books. For more than an hour I was picking up volumes, which I glanced through, and then threw down again, to be taken up by others, who in their turn left them on the road - books such as Voltaire, jean-Jacques Rousseau, and Buffon's Natural History, bound in red morocco and gold. "

On the care for animals such as horses.

p 52) Quote: "[...] when I got near them I recognised Flament, a Dragoon-Velite. He was cooking a piece of horseflesh on the point of his sword, and invited me to join him. I asked him to follow the column. He said that he would come as soon as he had finished his meal, but that he was unfortunately obliged to walk in his riding-boots, as in an encounter with the Cossacks the day before his horse had strained himself, and he was forced to lead the animal. Luckily, I was able to give Flament a pair of shoes, so that he could walk like a foot soldier, and said good-bye to him, little thinking that I was not to see him again. Two days afterwards he was killed near a wood, just as he and some other stragglers were lighting a fire to rest themselves."

Among other things the men have been said to catch a white bear, which they also ate. There were other odd thing that they ate, not only dead horses.

p 54) Quote: " Whenever we stopped to eat hastily, the horses left behind were bled. The blood was caught in a saucepan, cooked and eaten. But often we were forced to eat it before there was time to cook it. Either the order for departure was given, or the Russians were upon us. In the latter case we did not take much notice. I have sometimes seen men eating calmly, while others fired at the Russians to keep them off. But when the order was imperative and we were obliged to go, the saucepan was carried with us, and each man, as he marched, dipped his hands in and took what he wanted; his face in consequence became smeared with blood.







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On the French side

From the book: Rretreat from Moscow, Memoirs of Sergeant Bourgogne:

On the girls that followed the French, and on companionship of drummers and men from the same region.

Quote: p 11) "After this brush we made our bivouacs, and directly afterwards I had a visit from twelve young men from my part of the Country (Condé); ten of them were drummers, one a Drum-Major, and the twelfth was a Corporal of Voltigeurs.[...] The Drum-Major said: "Mon pays, we did not come for that (for him to give them something), but to beg you to come with us and share what we have, wine, gin, and other things very g ood for you. We took them yesterday vening from the Russian General. There was a little cart holding his kitchen and everything belonging to it. We have put it all into the canteen cart, with Florencia our cantiniére - she is a pretty Spaniard. She migbht be taken for my wife: I protect her - honourably, i can tell you!" As he said this he struck the hilt of his long rapier. "She is a good woman: ask the others - no one dares say anything else. She had a fancy for a Sergeant, who was to have married her; but he was murdered by a Spaniard from Bilbao, and until she has chosen someone else she must be taken care of."
[...] Well, we got to the camp of the natives of Condé. There were four guests - two dragoons, Mellé, who was from Condé, Flament from Grangier, a non-commissioned officer in the same regiment as myself.
[...] She really was a pretty Spaniard, and she was overjoyed to see us, as we had just come from her own country, and could speak her language pretty well - the dragoon Flament best of all - so we spent the night in drinking the Russian General's wine and talking of our country.
[...] The poor fellows little thought that in a few days eleven of them would not be alive."

The last sentence after the description of their merry evening, appears rather more sobering.
In continuation of the earlier story, the description of the men fallen and of the Spaniard girl:

Quote: p 16) ""We had been fighting since seven in the morning, when General Campans, who commanded us, was wounded. The officer who took his place was wounded also, and then the third. A fourth came. This one from the  Guard. Directly he took command, he ordered the drums to sound the charge. That was how our Regiment (the 61st) was destroyed by grape-shot - that was how our friends were killed, the redoubt taken, and the General wounded. It was General Anabert. During the action I got a ball in the arm, without knowing it at the tim.
"Soon afterwards my wound began to pain me, and I went to the ambulance to have the ball extracted. I had not gone many steps before I met the young Spaniard, our cantiniére; she was in tears. Some men had told her that nearly all the drummers of the regiment were killed or wounded. She said she wanted to see them, to help them if she could; so, in spite of the pain I suffered from my wound, I determined to accompany her. We walked in the midst of wounded men; some moved painfully and with difficulty, and others were carried on litters.
"When we got near the great redoubt and the field of carnage, she uttered heart-rendering cries. But when she caught sight of all the broken drums of the regiment strewing the ground, she became like a madwoman."Here, my friend, here!" She cried; "They are here!" And so they were, lying with broken limbs, their bodies mangled by shot. Mad with grief, she went from one to the other, speaking softly to them; but none of them heard. Some, however still gave signs of life, one of them being the Drum-Major, whom she called her father. She stopped by him, and, falling on her knees, she raised her head and poured a few drops of brandy between his lips. Just at that moment the Russians made an effort to retake the redoubt, and the firing and cannonade began again. Suddenly the Spaniard cried with pain; she had been struck by a ball in her left hand, which crushed her thumb and entered the shoulder of the dying man she held. She fell unconscious. Seeing her danger, I tried to raise her, and take her to the baggage and ambulance waggons.  But with only one arm I had not strength enough. Happily, a Cuirassier passed on foot close to us. He did not need asking; he only said,"Quick! we must hurry; this is not a pleasant plac."

The woman remained unconscious until they arrived at the ambulance of the Guard Artillery. There her thumb was amputated. The corporal Dumont had his musket ball also extracted and he believed it done very finely. However the writer of these memoirs has not seen him since that meeting.


If with enough time, the French might consider making beer of their own. Just get the right ingredients and tools.

Quote: p 12) "In this house I found a little vat for making beer, some barley, and a hand-mill for grinding, but no hops. I have the Jew twelve francs to get some, and for fear he migbht not return we kept Rachel, his wife, and his two daughters as hostages. However twenty-four hours after his departure Jacob the Jew returned with the hops. In our company was a brewer, a Fleming, who made us five barrels of excellent beer."

Women may decide to stay behind when profits my give them reason.

Quote: p 12) "[...] when we left the town, we still had two barrels of beer left; we put them under the care of Mother Dubois, our cantiniére. The happy idea then occured to her of staying behind and of selling the beer for her own profit to the men who were following us, while we, in the swaltering heat, were nearly dead of thirst."

A mention of Light infantry:

Quote: p 12) "Directly afterwards he was told that the Russians had left the town, and were advancing in our direction. He immediately ordered a battalion of Light Infantry to take the advanced position, saying to the officer in command, 'If the enemy advances you will drive them back.' I remember an old officer of this battalion, as he went forward, singing Roland's song:
"Combien sont-ils? Combien sont-ils?
C'est le cri du soldat sans glorie.!"
Five minutes afterwards they advanced with the bayonet on the Russian column, and forced it to re-enter the town."

The continuation of this song is this:

Combien sont-ils? Combien sont-ils?
Quel homme ennemi de sa gloire
Peut demander! Combien sont-ils?
Eh! demande oú sont les périls,
C'est lá qu'est aussi la victoire!"

(How many are they? How many are they?
What man averse to glory,
Can ask! How many are they?
Eh! Ask where the dangers are,
That is where victory is too.)

Third verse of the song, of Roland á Roncevaux, by Rouget de L'Isle.

The preparations before a great battle:

Quote:
p 14) "[...] some cleaned muskets and other weapons, others made bandages for the wounded, some made their wills, and others, again, sang or slept in perfect indifference."

Assisting wounded men.

Quote: p 14)"Murat had ordered his tents to be pitched there. Just as we arrived we saw him superintend the amputation by his own surgeon of the legs of two gunners of the Imperial Russian Guard. When the operation was over he gave them each a glass of wine."
Jaochim Murat was a flamboyant dresser, and a daring, charismatic cavalry officer.
He was a bit of a French dandy.
Quote: p 15) "He was splendid to look at - so distinguished by his gallantry, his cool courage, and his handsome appearance - giving his orders to those under his command, and raining blows on his enemies. He was easily picked out by his cap, his white aigrette, and his floating cloak."

Of another encounter with the Voltiguers and Grenadiers:

Quote: p 15) "A company of Voltigeurs and Grenadiers, with more than a hundred men of the 33rd, making part of the advance-guard, ascended the hill without troubling themselves about the number of the enemy waiting for them. A part of the army, still in the town, watched them astonished, as several squadrons of Cuirassiers and Cossacks advanced and surrounded  the Voltigeurs and Grenadiers. But, as if thy had foreseen all that, they quietly reunited, formed into platoons, then in a square, and fired from all four sides on the Russians surrounding them."

 
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OF HORSES, OF NAPOLEON AND OF OTHER THINGS

Quotes are from: Marengo, the myth of Napoleon's horse.

Napoleon is said to not have been an elegant rider, but there is much mention and even representation in paintings, of his horses. English horses were famed for their docked tails and were easily distinguishable from their French or other counterparts. In hot environments Foy suggested that cropped tails were a bad choice, as the tail would also serve to cool the horse down. His opinion of how well the horses were trained, was also rather negative. Not only the tails, but also the way the mane was brushed could distinguish one group fron another. The Life Guards were said to have brushed the mane of their horses to the left, while the Royal Horse Guards had done this, to the right.

Germans were known for selling everything to feed horse, while the English would sell their horse to get to their spirits as is suggested by Captain Mercer, British Artillery. Costello agrees with this, going as far as to say that Germans would take care of their horses first, before taking care of their needs, when arriving in camp.

Quote:
"Napoleon was an intrepid rider who usually rode stallions – even though they can be positively dangerous when bad-tempered. He galloped with a sense of daring and freedom unusual in someone so methodical. Even at breakneck speed, no obstacle worried him. The memoirs of his staff and courtiers show that on a horse Napoleon feared little, while his attitude towards day-to-day stable welfare was often enlightened.
He forbade his soldiers to dock the tails of their horses, a practice then prevalent in the British army, and horse-buyers were instructed to avoid purchasing horses with cut tails either for Napoleon or the French cavalry. Cropped tails saved effort in grooming, but a brush-like stump did not swish away troublesome flies and other insects and also upset the horses’ balance. In Britain this cruel custom was not banned until 1949."

While, we easily remember mention of how the French horses can be smelled for a mile at the cost of their maltreatment, there can be a picture, painted to show a different perspective of the same topic:

Quote: "Napoleon praised his horse’s excellent memory of places: ‘When I lost my way, I was accustomed to throw the reins on his neck, and he always discovered places where I, with all my observation and boasted superior knowledge, could not.’"

Napoleon's experience with horse riding was different than the bringing up of many of the members of the noble or higher standing families, where a stiff posture was a fair must. He however was not afraid of horses, nor of riding them even when his skill was different and much more reckless and 'fluid'.

Quote: "When Napoleon rode, his mounts were usually a borrowed donkey or mule, or, if he was lucky, the most hardened pony – anything a child with a puny frame could climb on. His mother later recounted how when he was seven and a half the family bailiff brought to their house two young and spirited horses. Napoleon mounted one of them, and, to the terror of every one, galloped off to the farm, laughing at their fright. The farmer brought him back."

When Napoleon left for school on the continent - being away from Corsica - he had been visited perhaps once, but has not gone home even that much during the period there. He was a reader and writer, which might have influenced him not only in learning strategies that he would benefit from in his adult life, but also that would allow him to 'dream big'.

Quote: "Later, he recalled with nostalgia a tree near the school, where ‘when I was but twelve years old, I used to sit during play-hours and read’. A voracious reader, this solitary boy filled over 400 pages of notebooks with thoughts on many books, including those by Jean Jacques Rousseau, the Swiss philosopher who had risen to fame in 1762. Napoleon’s passion for history, for finding similarities in present events with those in the past, would stay with him all his life. He had a fascination with Alexander the Great, the Romans and the caliphs of Egypt, as well as with Alexander’s campaigns in the Orient. This taught him the importance of cavalry in battle. He was especially interested that Gustavus Adolphus in the Thirty Years War followed the same strategy in battle as Alexander, Hannibal and Julius Caesar."

It might be interesting that the course of the past could have been so much different, if the events before his rise, had been more in his favour. At first, Napoleon wanted to go to sea:

Quote: "Having grown up beside the sea and being now deprived of it, and remembering, as only a child can, the real or imaginary adventures of the sailor husband of his wet-nurse, Camilla Ilari, his ambition became to pursue a career in the navy. During her only visit to the school, Napoleon’s mother was horrified to find that her son, like other boys planning a naval career, slept in a hammock."

He had not been selected to sail on an adventure, thus he wrote:

Quote: "After this refusal, with the help of a master, Napoleon wrote to the Admiralty in England requesting a place at the naval college in Portsmouth. Although the correspondence does not exist in the Public Record Office, the fact is known because Napoleon showed his letter to an English boy in the school, Robert Lawley from Shropshire, who was later created Baron Wenlock."

During his later stay, already with the Artillery, another instance of Napoleon's younger attempts at riding is described: 

Quote: "Saddle horses were not available for all officers. However, Napoleon and des Mazis wanted to ride one day and, still dressed in their blue officer’s uniforms, hired a couple of old horses. Much to the astonishment of onlookers, once the horses changed their canter into a fast gallop, the two men could not rein them in and they bolted through the village, hair and manes flying, returning to Valence at the same reckless pace. It took the two friends several days to recover."

In the beginning Napoleon thought of Paoli as a hero, and only later while growing up more, and with times as well as Paoli changing, his opinion changed as well. Even he had been arrested, during the last throes of the revolution. He was released because of the same person, who had put him in jail in the first place. In 1794 he was as poor as a Church's mouse, pale and tired, and arriving in Paris he shared a room in the Marais with a friend Androche Junot. 

The example of one rising through the ranks and what opportunities he would have had, had the Revolution not changed the ways of promotion:

Quote: "Murat, artistic, tall and good-looking and recognizable by his flamboyant uniforms, was one of the thousands of men who benefited from the Revolution. The son of a Gascon innkeeper, he started life as a stable boy. In the old army he would never have risen above the rank of sergeant; in the Revolutionary army he rose to lead its most elite division, the cavalry."

Napoleon's research of Egypt.. nay, but also.

Quote: "On board the ships were 37,000 soldiers and 197 scientists and artists of the Scientific and Artistic Commission, but only 1,250 horses – just enough for the officers, a squadron of cavalry for and to pulling the 171 cannon."

And on the transport of horses by sea:

Quote: "Most cavalrymen were equipped with harnesses and saddles – they would have to buy, borrow, steal or seize mounts on arrival. The lack of horses was due to limited space on the ships and the high death rate of horses at sea – there was on average a 25 per cent loss. Horses needed a minimum of ten times the space given to each soldier. Embarkation and disembarkation were also highly dangerous – especially when ships were unable to moor alongside a quay and the animals had to be swung on board with cumbersome pulleys, tackle and slings. Some- times when disembarking, horses were lowered on slings into the water and left to swim ashore. Large animals were normally carried in the waists of ships along with the shipboard larder of penned-up pigs, sheep and hens..

Conditions at sea for animals were horrendous. Ships’ quarters were claustrophobic and horses had to tolerate being tied down in slings with safety harness through rough seas. When waves tossed a ship on its side, horses broke bones easily or were cast down in their boxes – rolling so close to the wall that they could not get up. Inadequate food and water supplies on board often caused further troubles. The water available was usually no more than five gallons a day and horses normally drink between six to seven gallons, depending on the weather and their activity. On long voyages, semi-starvation caused mange. Colic was common.

Disposing of manure and other garbage was awkward for ships sailing clandestinely. Debris floating on the surface of the sea attracted birds and could lead to detection. Smells were also a setback. Ships in which the stables were not cleaned daily of stale dung and urine could be smelled by keen sailors miles away. Bad air irritated the mucous membranes of both men and horses and produced catarrh. The smells on board were a bane for anyone as sensitive to bad odours as Napoleon, whose sense of smell was so keen that he carried two phials of special cologne in his boots to mask the stench of the battlefield."

Riding styles, plans for the stud farms and improvement of horses:

Quote:
"The Egyptians had a fluid riding style like the one Napoleon had known as a child; it was more to his liking than the stiff formality and more exhibitionist French dressage. He was impressed by their horses and riding methods, and developed a special affinity with the cavalry in Egypt which would stay with him all his life. Seizing Egyptian horses was part of his long-term plan to improve French bloodlines and revitalise the depleted French studs and rundown cavalry schools. As he had in Italy, he acquired hundreds of fine remounts. It was imperative to sequester local saddle-horses for the cavalry units and pack animals for transport immediately. "

Improvements of Egypt, while blockades were a great thing there, and a Victory has been on the side of the enemy of France:

Quote:
"With over 30,000 troops bivouacked around the Pyramids, Napoleon, ignoring the heat, infections and desert maladies, let alone his naval defeat, undertook the administration and modernisation of Egypt. Under the direction of Nicolas Conté, the engineer, the first windmills ever to mill corn and raise water were introduced. Until then primitive mills had been driven by animal traction or by hand. Even in the early twentieth
century, windmills in Egypt were still known as ‘Bonaparte’s mills’. The ‘sanitary committee’ of Cairo made the city, especially its drains and canals, a little healthier and street lamps were placed at regular intervals. A bridge of boats was thrown between the two banks of the Nile. There were no roads then in Egypt and surveys were started to create a network of highways to be used during the floods. Napoleon’s reforms extended to trying to set up civilian hospitals and medical centres. An interest in medicine meant that French doctors in the expedition subsequently introduced cannabis into European medicine."

Egyptology, it was important. The discoveries, the scientists and artists were not taken along in vain:

Quote: " His greatest contribution, though, was to establish the foundations of Egyptology – including the study of the Pyramids, the Sphinx, Luxor, Karnak and the Rosetta Stone. When the stone was discovered all knowledge of the ancient Egyptian language and writing had been lost for over a thousand years. Napoleon ordered copies and impressions to be made of it so work could commence on deciphering the ancient Egyptian scripts. For the rest of his life he followed the work of the scholars and scientists who had accompanied him to Egypt."

Relationships among the men and officers in the French army:

Quote: "This direct Corsican manner, though, won him the loyalty of the common soldiers; he laughed and jested with them, haranguing them with a rough tenderness. Despite the difference of rank he displayed the air more of a student than a general. Familiarity between officers and men in the post-revolutionary French
army was not unusual – relationships between ranks were less formal than in the British army. But even though every soldier could hope to reach the highest rung on the military ladder, only a minority from the ranks rose higher than captain."

Cavalry is not strange... until it starts to have camels instead of horses!

Quote: "Napoleon’s innovations, particularly his newly founded Camel Corps in which each camel carried two French soldiers in sky-blue uniforms with white turbans, surprised the Arabs. With speed and precision the French dealt such terrible blows to their enemies from their high perches that even the Bedouin, previously acclaimed masters of the camel, acknowledged their superiority."

And this was the problem all soldiers had in Egypt, though spoken of, from the French side in this event.

Quote:
"in arrears. At least 10,000 soldiers had died of illness or had been killed in battle and the remainder complained of the heat, the flies, the dread of dysentery or, worse still, the plague. Other sicknesses had already taken a terrible toll. Lice infestation, another irritation, caused unbearable itching and acute discomfort and one in three soldiers suffered from eye disease. The slightest breath of wind raised clouds of blinding, choking dust. Horses developed painful and inflamed eyes as well as periodic ophthalmia. The intolerable blaze of the midsummer sun, the burning sand, the lack of water and shade, all weakened and discouraged men accustomed to a different climate. Men and horses developed a permanent squint against the fine flying sand and the ever-glaring sun."

When Napoleon sneaked past The British blockage to get to Paris, there were things that he had seen and needed change:

Quote:
" The poverty and disorder that he saw confirmed his belief that post-revolutionary France needed change. Inflation, shortages, rationing, conscription, inefficiency and corruption had brought the government to a low ebb indeed. The state was inefficient and nearly bankrupt."

And let this be all for now.
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Of the 50th regiment of foot, of the 5/60th Rifles and sometimes of the enemy itself


From the book: Recollections of my military life; Volume 2  by Colonel Landmann, late of the corps of royal engineers,  Printed 1854:

Although I first started reading these recollections for the sake of the 50th, I am finding now, I'll start from the beginning because the man writes quite an interesting narrative!

There are several mentions of the 50th Regiment of foot in his recollections. Some shall be quoted here, for interest and sometimes amusement at presenting another side or view of the 50th, where the literature gives a passing mention of them.

Under the approach of the Enemy French, with voltigeurs covering the forming of the line, this conversation is recorded in the recollections:

Anstruther is addressed by Landmann: "Sir, something must be done, or the position will be carried." The general replies to him:"You are right;" and without a moment's delay, he calls out to the 43rd and the 50th Regiments, as he raises his hat as one about to cheer: "Remember, my lads, the glorious 21st of March in Egypt; this day must be another glorious 21st."

And then more is said about Walker and the advance of the 50th, while defending the guns and artillery which had appeared lost to the enemy:

Quote (213): "Walker immediately advanced his gallant 50th to the crest of the hill, where he gave the words: "Ready,  present! and let every man fire when he has taken his aim." This order was most strictly obeyed, and produced a commencement of destruction and carnage which the enemy had not anticipated. Then Walker called out, raising his drawn sword and waving it high over his head,"Three cheers and charge, my fine fellows!" and away went the gallant regiment, huzzaing all the time of their charge down the hill, before the French had recovered from their astonishment at discovering that the guns were not unprotected by infantry, as I afterwards was informed they had up to that instant fully believed.

And then Landmann continues:

Quote: "This rush forward was awfully grand; the enemy remained firm and almost motionless, until our men were within ten to twenty from them ; then discharged a confused ill-directed fire from some of the front rank, for the line had not yet been formed to its full extent, and the rear were already breaking up and partially running off. The whole now turned round and started off, every man throwing away his arms and accoutrements, as also his knapsack, cap and, in short, everything that could have obstructed his utmost speed ; and thus a gallant column, which but a minutes before this moment had numbered five thousand at least, of the stoutest that army, was repulsed, scattered and completely thrown out of action. The dispersion of this column presented a most interesting and curious sight; the whole of them being dressed in white linen great coats, gave them, whilst in confusion and running for their lives, exactly the appearance of an immense flock of sheep scampering away from the much dreaded shepherd's dog."

This charge of the 50th was followed by the 43rd and then Landmann believes, of another regiment. They had given the chase up after 300 to 400 yards, believing that they would not be able to overtake them as they were fully laden, while the French had been able to relieve themselves of all hindrance. Some of the regiments to the side of the 50th had strayed further and Landmann reports that he had to deliever the message to them, to halt their progress before the enemy's light infantry was able to cut them away from their lines.

He also speaks in part highly of the enemy light infantry, as:

Quote:
"[...] in driving back the enemy's Voltigeurs, joined my old friends, and in a very few minutes I observed a Frenchman amongst the bushes, not more than sixty to eighty yards distant, shifting about from one concealing place to another, and at length I perceived him taking up a convenient position for giving me a proof of his abilities as a marksman."

And he has mention of the 5/60th Riflemen as well:

Quote: "At the same moment I just under my horse's nose a man of the battalion of the 60th Regiment, belonging to Fane's brigade, and whose German countenance I recognized. Upon this I called him:" Do you not see that rascal taking aim at me? Fire at him quickly, if you do not, he will hit me to a certainty."

And something of the German and Prussian Jäger alike:

Quote:" [...] and it has been observed that a German or a Prussian jager will make himself quite comfortable behind a cabbage, a pumpkin or even a large turnip, and there remain for hours, if he have the opportunity, dogging his prey, and that too, without the least chance of being seen."

It seems, that not even an order could sometimes tell a rifleman what he was to do:

Quote
: "My friend of the 60th, however, had other views of greater interest to him than my life ; for after repeatedly pressing and then ordering him to knock off the Voltigeur, who was taking so much pains to prevent me from becoming grey-headed in the service, he pettishly and half turning round, said, "Silence! ton't tisturp me; I want de officeer."
"Why do you want to kill the officer," cried I," you rascal?" with as much vexation as he had manifested. "Pecaus ter pe more plunder," muttered the wretch, keeping his eyes fixed on the object of his ambition."

In relation to the above mentioned, Landmann supposed that not only had the rifleman calculated that a French officer would give him more plunder, but that in the case that the Voltigeur was successful in shooting his own officer, he could have plunder there as well.

But on a lighter note:

There is a mention of a 50th soldier, in which  we are shown the rather more adventurous side of the military life.

Quote (231): Observing a baggage waggon, two or three hundred yards in advance, which was surrounded by a number of soldiers and women, I rode on towards it, not with any intention of gaining any portion of the plunder. but guided by mere curiosity. The contents on my arrival had already been tolerably well dispersed, amongst the fifty or one hundred individuals, scrambling, and in some cases fighting for some of the most valuable articles. A man of the 50th Regiment, who appeared to have been exceedingly successful, for he was fully loaded, on recognising me, came up and thrusting into my hand a small but handsome silver dish, addressed me in the following manner ,"There, companion in the most glorious charge ever made in this world, take this, you have not had a plate at your dinner since we landed, I know, that will do for one; and remember that it was the dirty half hundred that won victory this day."

And on the looks and likes of the 50th.

Quote: "[...] the uniform of the 50th Regiment was red faced with black and silver lace, which sombre colours, or bad assortment, gave the regiment at all times an uncleanly appearance, whence it had been denominated the Dirty 50th, or Dirty Half hundred, but ever after this glorious charge led on by Colonel Walker, (since Sir George Walker, G.C.B.; and lately Commander in chief at Bombay,) the Dirty Half hundred has been dismissed, and in its place stands the gallant 50th."

Interestingly, it appears that the shoes of the horses were in great demand, as they are described as being taken from the enemy's horses. Another noteworthy fact might be that many of the French canteens were empties - supposedly as having been poisoned - but then described rather as to prevent the men to drink to excess as many contained brandy, and many of the French soldiers were also captured not a little drunk.

Also, to all that wonder what colour the horse of Colonel Walker was. It was white. :)

And this be all for the moment from Landmann and me.

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