LIEUT,-GENERAL THOMAS DYNELEY, ©.B., R.A. 459 
tell the company tkat by the time we had galloped 800 or 400 
yards, the confusion -ecame very great, the Portuguese had given 
way in every «lireciion and were flying before the enemy who 
were close upon our heels. At this time I was galloping about a 
dozen yards in rear of the last gun, and had continued about a 
quarter of a mile further when, whether my horse made a trip, or 
whether one of the cowardly scoundrels in crossing me upset him, IL 
know not, but certain it is that we came head over heels together, and 
away he went leaving me upon the ground. I was hurt a little by the 
fall and had one of my shoes nearly torn off my foot. How I escaped 
being ridden over I know not, for the dust was so great it was impossible 
to see a yard before one; however, as soon as I got!upon my feet and 
had run about 50 yards, I found the enemy had got in upon one of 
our right guns, and I saw them cut the drivers from their horses. I 
thought T had no business there and so ran on and came upon the 
second right gun which the French had been at; the three drivers 
were lying dead by their horses’ side. I then returned, when I dis- 
covered the gun I had left was not in the hands of the enemy but 
had been upset, and our poor fellows, my friend Bombardier Morgan 
at their head, had dismounted to right it. I went towards them, 
but before I had gone many yards, I heard a terrible shriek of “ Avanti, 
Avanti, ah traditor inglese,”’ I looked behind me and discovered about 
four squadrons not more than 50 yards in my rear. The officer com- 
manding them rode and made a cut at me but I made my bow and 
escaped. As soon as he could pull up his horse he came at me again. 
When I saw this I sang out “ Ufficiale inglese prigioniere,” he then came 
up brandishing his sword over my head, saying “Mi dia la sua spada, 
Mia dia la sua spada,’ all I had to say on this subject was “ si, si, si.” 
As soon as he had taken it from me, he opened the pocket of the sabre- 
tasche in which were a few old morning states, my tourniquet, and a letter 
from Moseley, telling me of the death of Mr. Hawkes, and troubling me 
for £16 12s. 4d. This the fellow seemed very much pleased with (if you 
ever saw one of Hawkes’ bills you will remember they are very fine) and 
he gave me in charge to a dragoon and rode off, thinking, I suppose, he 
had at least made a lord prisoner. 
As soon as the officer was gone, my guard, with the assistance 
of two others, set to plunder me. When these fellows first came 
up they made a cut or two at me but missed, and then brought up 
with “deme sua denaro.” I put my hands into my pockets and 
brought out 12 dollars, which I divided between them. They then said 
“movre” (more), I said I had no more, upon which they felt outside my 
pockets, and pulled my cravat about and off, then they sat still and left 
me alone. I went to the gun and was trying to unhook one of the 
leading horses in order to make my escape by the right, as they had 
gone to the left, but I was detected in the act by three Polish lancers, 
who came galloping down upon me; the instant they arrived they put 
their lances to my chest and demanded my money. I said I had none, 
they told me to give it them directly or they would put me to death, 
I again said I had none, they asked me if I had a watch, I said feves,”? 
At this moment two fresh fellows arrived, and the whole five from 
