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Updated: May 4, 2025
Those horsemen who escaped the bullets dashed down upon the line, and fired their pistols at close quarters, afterwards wheeling round, and galloping back to reform. They charged again and again, "like valiant and courageous soldiers," but at every charge the pirates stood firm, and withered them with file-firing.
The moment the first volley was fired, he said, "Now, fire again, fire again; be quick, be quick! What's the use of those things?" "We could spear you all whilst you are loading: be quick, be quick, I tell you." The men being ready, file-firing was ordered, and then the young chief came into my tent.
We crept along under the bank, and were received with joy by our comrades, one of them, I well remember, welcoming us in most forcible language, and intimating that they would soon have been sent to if we had not come. The file-firing here was continuous, a perfect hail of bullets, and it was dangerous to show one's head over the bank.
They flung back in their chairs and laughed to tears; Ripton thought only of the pleasure he had in their society. The champagne-corks continued a regular file-firing. "Where have you been lately? I haven't seen you in the park," said Mrs. Mount to Richard. "No," he replied, "I've not been there." The question seemed odd: she spoke so simply that it did not impress him.
On came the Russians from the valley like a whirlwind; the earth shook beneath their weight; we heard no more orders, but each man knew that he must fire into the mass, and the file-firing began, rattling like the drums in a grand review. Those who have not seen a battle can form but little idea of the excitement, the confusion, and yet the order of such a moment.
The footman was diligent; the champagne corks feebly recalled the file-firing at Richmond. "We'll drink to what we might have been, Dick," said the enchantress. Oh, the glorious wreck she looked. His heart choked as he gulped the buzzing wine. "What! down, my boy?" she cried. "They shall never see me hoist signals of distress. We must all die, and the secret of the thing is to die game, by Jove!
Without the slightest provocation we were thus treacherously attacked, and heavy file-firing continued upon the station. The bullets were whistling through the straw huts, and seven of my men, including Molodi, were struck within a few seconds. My wife, who was always ready in any emergency, rushed out of her hut with my rifle and belt.
Their fire by battalion, as they climbed the hill, enveloped us in smoke as the wind blew toward us and hindered us from seeing them. Nevertheless, we began our file-firing. We heard and saw nothing but the noise and smoke of battle for the next quarter of an hour, when suddenly the Prussian hussars were in our square.
I saw several lances pass within an inch or two of my wife's head; luckily we were kneeling on one knee. The file-firing was extremely good, and the sniders rattled without intermission. The grass was so dense, that simple buck-shot would be reduced to a very limited range, although excellent at close quarters.
"Look at the sign of the Red Man!" &c., &c. Under this kind of file-firing I reached my barrack, where I was doomed to undergo the same routine of quizzing, till at length I got nettled, and told one of the boys, if he did not let me alone, I should take the liberty of giving him a good threshing.
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