There we were quartered--in tents mostly, for it was fine sunny weather--and the whole brigade set to work at its drill from morning till evening.

General Adams was our chief, and Reynell was our colonel, and they were both fine old soldiers; but what put heart into us most was to think that we were under the Duke, for his name was like a bugle call.

He was at Brussels with the bulk of the army, but we knew that we should see him quick enough if he were needed.
I had never seen so many English together, and indeed I had a kind of contempt for them, as folk always have if they live near a border.
But the two regiments that were with us now were as good comrades as could be wished.

The 52nd had a thousand men in the ranks, and there were many old soldiers of the Peninsula among them.

They came from Oxfordshire for the most part.