Tag Archives: Mutiny 1857

blog 364: commandering command

After second breakfast I briefed my staff which was my family— plus Freddy who had become rather like a new addition to my boys. “If Wilson balks because of his health then he will be superceded. Wilson has agreed in … Continue reading

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blog 363: a friendly chat with wilson the weak wrist witless winghut scion of heroic gerbils

I was crushed. “It is insane” I said. Sooner or later we will take Delhi! They do not have the money or food or supplies or munitions to outlast us! We have a second army marching north to join us! … Continue reading

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blog 362: chatting in the moonlight with sikhs

MI 1 have intercepted letters from the Emperor which he was trying to deliver to the Rajput Princes to appeal to them to come and rescue him. He even said he would surrender power if they would come and rescue … Continue reading

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blog 361: poisoned cups

September 4th The Siege Train has come! What a magnificent sight! Three miles! A full mile of just imperial elephants pulling the imperials of the artillery! Sixty howitzers and mortars! 24 pounders by the dozen! 18 pounders by the baker’s … Continue reading

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blog 360: too bad they did not see the truth sooner

August 28th More reports of sepoys fleeing Delhi. MI 1 monitors report regiments of mutineers from Jhansi, Bareilly, Nimach among others. Tabulations indicate up to 10,000 sepoys have fled. The impact is unclear. The rebels are losing professional soldiers but … Continue reading

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blog 359: bill sikes strikes back

At dawn we burned Lumsden and MacPherson and 25 of our dead. I had 70 wounded. The surviving rebels were firmly holed up in the muddy village across the raised road. I surveyed the battlefield. I had secured all of … Continue reading

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blog 358: dybbuk

I sat on my grey with Khan Son # 1 to keep watch as the savage wake filled the wet night. We sat on our horses under umbrellas. I held Mary’s umbrella. Then we heard a rustle and my younger … Continue reading

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