fire with my 18-pounders on a body of the
enemy who appeared in front of the works, but took to flight as the shot
went rattling in among them.
30th.--The enemy broke ground, and began to throw up redoubts, moving on
at the same time in three columns towards our centre. They quickly took
possession of two of our redoubts, which we had evacuated on withdrawing
into the town. At eleven o'clock they attacked the right and left of
the town with the intention evidently of storming the flanking redoubts.
A smart action ensued. Our men behaved magnificently, so did the
enemy; but after severe fighting for two hours they were repulsed, and
while our batteries played on them they were driven back in great
confusion into the woods behind the town.
1st October.--The Hessian Legion with other light troops made a sortie,
and while skirmishing in front of the town captured several of the
enemy. The Hessians returned into the town close to my battery. I
observed that they were carrying among them a person on a litter. At
first I thought that it was one of their own wounded people, but as they
came nearer his uniform showed me that he was an American officer. A
strong impulse induced me to hurry down to meet him, and I knew at all
events that very likely the Hessians would not understand him, and I was
anxious to render him assistance--a mark of my interest in the Americans
which I felt glad my duty would allow me to bestow. I started when I
got up to the litter, for though his features were convulsed with pain,
I recognised Colonel Carlyon. He had been shot through both his legs.
He knew me when I spoke to him. I explained who he was as well as I
could to one of the Hessian officers whom I knew, and entreated that he
might be carefully looked after. Just then O'Driscoll, who had come on
shore from the ship, arrived to pay me a visit, and volunteered to
accompany Colonel Carlyon to some house where he might be comfortably
lodged, and to get a surgeon to attend to his wounds. I explained to
the colonel what I had done. He pressed my hand warmly as if he
understood me, for he was in too much pain to speak, and I hurried back
to my battery.
The enemy were now night and day engaged in throwing up works, while our
batteries kept up a continual cannonade on the people labouring in them,
which impeded their operations somewhat. Notwithstanding this, from the
immense number of men employed, the works were raised with astonis
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