The
Life Guards. 1st and 2nd Life Guards shown in Napoleonic military prints
during the Battle of Waterloo, published by Cranston Fine Arts. The
following historical text is an excerpt from the Navy and Army Gazette of
1896, The Glories and Traditions of the British Army by G F Bacon. The
Battle of Waterloo: On April 27th 1815, the Life Guards
again left London for the Continent, on their way to one of the most
tremendous battles of modern times. On the 17th June, information reached
Wellington that the Prussian Army, under Blucher, had been defeated on the
previous day at Ligny. This defeat was prophesied by the Duke, who said,
when he saw the disposition of his troops the Prussian General was making,
"The Prussians will get most damnably licked!" Wellington
therefore resolved to fall back through Quatre Bras, so as to enable him
to keep u communications with Blucher. The cavalry took up a position to
cover the retreat, and to check the French advance guard a Hussar regiment
charged some French Lancers which were supported by a body of Cuirassiers,
in the town of Genappe, but they were repulsed; they were too light for
the purpose. The 1st Life's were thereupon launched at the enemy. They
charged in column, the rear rank of the rear troop charging first. The big
heavy stalwart troopers made very short work of the Frenchmen, and so
effectually stopped their approach that the army was enabled to take up
its position on the plain of Waterloo unmolested. In fact they not only
held the French cavalry in check, but absolutely scattered the body in
every direction; and even pursued them, and inflicted great slaughter
among them all through a neighbouring village. The Life Guards then
marched on and rejoined the main body of the army in front of the village
of Waterloo. The night of 17th June was full of misery.
The rain poured down incessantly, drenching man and beast alike.
Thunderstorms raged heavily from time to time, and the army was thoroughly
well soaked to the skin. The troopers wearied with the fighting of the
day, had no shelter for themselves or their horses, and rested as best
they might. There was not much attempt at encampment, for it was pretty
generally understood that the next day would be fraught with momentous
issues. So the men grumbled the night away and took what cat naps they
could, and when the reveille was sounded at the break of day there was no inducement
for the sluggard to resist its summons. There was much to do ere the
troops were set in battle array; swords to rub up, horses to be groomed,
uniforms to be coaxed into some sort of order, and it was not until 10
minutes to 12 on that every memorable Sunday morning that the first gun
was fired from the French centre. What a striking difference
there was on that summer Sunday morning in England and in Belgium! At
home, the people of every town and village were in church putting up
heartfelt prayers for the safety of their loved ones, fathers, sons and
sweethearts, who were fighting far away in a foreign land, peace and calm
pervading the warm June air, and the sun shining over all. While there on
the rain-soaked plain of Waterloo, there stood two armies facing each
other, with the sting and reek of gunpowder in their nostrils, and the
lust of war in their hearts. The French at
once commenced the battle with a furious attack on the farmhouse of
Hougomont, held by the Guards under Byng, and simultaneously Ney attacked
the British centre with 20,000 men. the French pushed fiercely on.
Wellington's first line was shaken, and in parts broken, while a whirl of
cuirassiers charged up to the very crest of the British position. The
moment was critical. The pressure on the infantry was simply tremendous,
and for a moment it seemed as though disaster had befallen. Then the
Scotch and Irish regiments dashed at the enemy, led by the gallant General
Picton, who was shot at the head of his troops with the roar of battle
resounding in his dying ears. At the same moment the Scots Greys and
Inniskillings were hurled at the French by Sir William Ponsonby, and as
they passed through Pictons Brigade, some of the Scotch regiments broke
ranks and clinging to the stirrup leathers, charged along with them. The
enemy were thrown into the utmost confusion. All this time
the First Cavalry Brigade, consisting of the 1st and 2nd Life Guards, the
Blues and the 1st Dragoon Guards, were standing still, chaffing at their
inaction and longing for the time when they too, might come to close
quarters with the enemy. While they were acting the part of spectators of
the stirring events that were going on before them in the plain below, let
us look at the Life Guards. Great big stalwart fellows they were, not a
man under six feet in his boots, mounted on magnificent black horses
standing sixteen hands. Their burly frames were clothed in double breasted
scarlet coatees, with a scarlet and yellow sash around the waist, and
trousers of a blueish mixture with a red stripe running down the outside
seam; brass helmets were on their heads with a huge red and white woollen
crest and tall straight scarlet and white plumes on the left side of the
head-dress. The officers were dressed like the men, but with gold lace on
the cuffs and collar, and with black shabraques, the men having white
saddle cloths. Each man was armed with a long straight sword, carbine and
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Charge of the Life Guards by Richard Caton Woodville
1st Life Guards charge against the 12th regiment of Cuirassiers during the battle of waterloo.
Open edition print. Image size 14 inches x 25 inches (36cm x 64cm). Price £38.00
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Charge of the Life Guards by Mark Churms.
Captain Montague Lind, leading a Squadron of the 1st Life Guards against the 12th regiment of Cuirassiers during the battle of waterloo, Hougoumont Farm can be seen in the distance.
Signed limited edition of 1000 prints. Image size 23 inches x 14 inches (58cm x 36cm). Price £95.00
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Original painting by Mark Churms. Image size 50 inches x 34 inches (127cm x 86cm). Price £8500.00
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2nd Life Guards, Waterloo 18th June 1815 by Brian Palmer.
Signed limited edition of 1000 prints. Image size 9 inches x 12 inches (23cm x 31cm). Price £28.00
Limited edition of 50 artist proofs. Image size 9 inches x 12 inches (23cm x 31cm). Price £38.00
Original painting by Brian Palmer. . Price £
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Charge of the Life Guards by Richard Caton Woodville
1st Life Guards charge against the
12th regiment of Cuirassiers during the battle of waterloo.
Charge of the Life Guards by Mark Churms
Captain Montague Lid, leading a Squadron of the 1st Life Guards against the
12th regiment of Cuirassiers during the battle of waterloo, Hougoumont Farm can
be seen in the distance. |
The French renewed the attack,
this time supported by their cavalry. The British infantry was formed into
squares, on came the French surging up the hillside, the French cavalry
actually surmounting the ridge and charging nearly up to where Wellington
had taken up his station. The infantry reserved their fire until the
cuirassiers were almost upon them, and then each square belched forth
sheets of flame. The French cavalry reeled. Wellington seized the
psychological moment and ordered the First Cavalry Brigade to charge. The
Heavies deployed and advanced in line, the Life Guards on either flank,
the 1st Dragoon Guards in the centre, with the Blues in reserve. They
halted a few minutes, about 100 yards from the enemy to "dress",
the troopers settled themselves in their saddles and then, as the trumpets
crashed out with brazen voice, the whole Brigade charged in line. The
French cavalry, unlike our men, wore cuirasses and used a longer sword,
but such was the terrific onrush of the Heavies that they could not stand
the tremendous shock. Horses and men went down like poppies in a
hurricane. Nothing could withstand them; the Frenchmen were fairly ridden
over, and before long were going helter-skelter down the hill, utterly
discomfited. This portion of the
charge was shared by the 1st Life Guards and the Dragoon Guards on the
left. The 2nd Life Guards were opposed to the flower of the French
cavalry, the famous Carabiniers a Cheval, every man of whom was selected
from the ranks of the Army at large for individual bravery. As they
charged the British they were thrown into confusion. In their path was a
hollowway - the sunken road of Ohain- and before speed could be slackened
the foremost ranks went crashing down on to the road 15 feet below, a
writhing mutilated mass of men and horses. As soon as what was left of
them had scrambled up the opposite bank and had reformed in some sort of
order, the 2nd Life Guards raced down upon them. Without waiting for the
impact, the French turned and fled across the Charleroi Road. But the
Guards went after them and continued the pursuit so hotly and impetuously
that they pretty nearly made an end of the entire cuirassier regiment, and
absolutely penetrated the French first line. Captain Kenyan's troop
actually captured a battery, and endeavoured to carry it off. But they had
gone too far. A body of Lancers outnumbering the Life Guards three times
over, attacked them and they were besides exposed to the fire of several
columns of infantry. They had, therefore, to retreat hastily, after
accomplishing- what had never before been attempted, much less achieved -
the total defeat of the French Cuirassiers. Among
the many gallant soldiers that took part in this memorable charge of the
2nd Life Guards, one man was elevated by the people into a popular hero.
Who has not heard of Shaw the Lifeguardsman? John Shaw was a corporal in
the 2nd Life's, and began his career as a prize fighter. He was a
Nottingham man and fought his first fight in his own village Woolaston. So
pluckily did he stand up under the mauling he was getting from a much more
powerful man, that he excited the admiration of Jem Belcher, then a noted
"pug". Show won his first battle and then came up to London and
enlisted in the regiment. He defeated the celebrated Molyneaux, and just
before he went on active service he gave a pugilist named Painter a most
terrible drubbing, knocking him down ten times in succession. It will be
seen that a man in habitual hard training, with muscles like steel ropes,
and a thorough knowledge of how to use his sword, was quite fitted to
perform astonishing feats of valour. When
his regiment came into contact with the French horsemen, Shaw selected his
man and rising in his stirrups, cut his opponent through the helmet right
down to the chin. During the day he is said to have killed at least nine
Frenchmen. But the stalwart trooper met his death towards the close of the
battle. In the last charge but one made by his regiment, Shaw was
surrounded by a dozen of the enemy. He made a gallant stand and when his
sword snapped close to the hilt, it is said that he took off his helmet
and used it as a cestus, hitting out from the shoulder with the brass
weapon, until he was cut down. Charge
after charge was made by the French cavalry, and attack upon attack was
delivered by all arms. A tremendous cannonade would be opened, followed by
a whirlwind of horsemen, which masked the advance of divisions of
infantry. But all to no purpose. The 1st Cavalry Brigade charged again and
again, until men and horses alike drooped and were wearied, almost
exhausted. Then came the end. Napoleon caused his entire army to advance.
The long suffering British squares dissolved into line. They fired one
volley then charged. The Foot Guards furious with long restrained passion,
rushed on the leading divisions. These wavered, fell back; the British
charged home with the bayonet. The cavalry came up, and overwhelmed,
utterly and entirely defeated, the French fell back. At
that moment the Duke shut his glass with a snap and said: "The field
is won. Order the whole line to advance. Let the Life Guards charge."
And the Life Guards did charge! Scattered and flying the French retreated.
Napoleon and his brother Jerome tried to stop them , but without success.
Cambronne's brigade of the Old Guard alone stood firm. They formed into
square and defied the victorious British. Vivian's Hussars charged them,
surrounded them on every face of the square. But they refused to
surrender. A pause ensued, dramatic in its intensity, while both sides
glared at each other. Then at the sight of Napoleon's veteran soldiers,
the ever victorious Old Guard, standing defiant to the last, and awaiting
total annihilation with dignified composure, the British gave a great
cheer of admiration for their heroic bravery. At
that precise moment, the Life Guards swept down upon the stubborn square
and dispersed and cut it to pieces, very few of its component parts being
left to swell the tide of retreat. All semblance of order was lost in what
remained of the French army. A panic set in "Sauve qui Peut!"
was the universal cry, and what was, only a few hours previously, one of
the finest armies the world had seen, was simply one vast
undistinguishable mass. The allied squadrons, the Heavies always in front,
gave them no respite, and shattered their flanks and rear, and completed
the awful rout. The Duke of Wellington rode up to the Life Guards after
the battle and thanked them for their distinguished bravery. They
had 108 men and 217 horses killed during the day. The Duke himself was in
considerable danger at one time. An eyewitness records that the French
cavalry charged to within fifty yards of the Commander-in-Chief, as he
stood with only one Aide-de-camp left out of all his staff, the rest being
either killed or wounded, in a square of the Foot Guards.
Napoleon's
tactics at Waterloo were described by Wellington in a letter to Marshal
Beresford: "Napoleon did
not manoeuvre at all, he just moved forward in the old style. I had the
infantry for some time in squares, and we had the French cavalry walking
about us as if they had been our own." During
the progress of the battle several of the Headquarter Staff endeavoured to
extract from Wellington what his plans were incase he, himself, was
killed. But the Duke took no manner of notice until at last he said:
"I have no plan. They must be defeated." When
Picton's dead body was carried off the field there was found in his pocket
a commission appointing him Commander-in-Chief of the British forces in
the event of Wellington's death. The Life Guards marched with the army to
Paris, which was occupied by the allies, and at the beginning of 1816
embarked for England. (Excerpt from the Army and Navy Gazette 1896 by Bacon) |
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