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224 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1961
To add to Moore's irritation, in the midst of the confusion the energetic General Slade had ridden up to him to make a report which, he said, he had been asked to do by one of his officers, Colonel Grant. Moore looked at Slade with cold disdain and asked him sarcastically how long he had been Colonel Grant's aide-de-camp
The food, the Hon. Berkeley Paget of the 7th Hussars thought, was not much better... 'A touch of garlick I have no object to, but my breath was taken away when one dish was put on the table which was a sausage as large as a line-of-battleship's main yard cram full of garlick, a dish of macaroni poisoned with saffron and a salad dressed with lamp oil.'
The ignorance and gullibility of the Spaniards occasionally lead to serious misunderstandings... 'Being the only regiment here at this time that wore the Highland garb,' Sergeant Roberts of the 92nd indignantly wrote, 'the people were struck with the novelty of the dress and wished to know to what country its wearers belonged. The 71st from having been in South America possessed a smattering of the Spanish language and they told the credulous natives that the 92nd were a set of cowards and transported felons who were doomed to wear that costume as a badge of disgrace. The Spaniards were quite indignant... so far did the matter go, that the mayor of the town actually refused to supply us with rations'.