The story of Alec Drummond, of the 17th lancers, Volume 2;Volume 3191869 |
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13th Light Dragoons 17th Lancers 8th Hussars Alec appeared asked astonishment Baidar Baktchi-Serai Balaclava began beheld Boris bottle camp carriage carried cavalry Charles Collier cholera close companions comrades Cossacks cousin cried Crimea dark deep doctor Donald door Dragoons ejaculated Enniskillens exclaimed eyes face faint fancied feel fell felt followed French gallop gave glance going Greys ground guns Haddington hand head heard hills horse Hussars instant instantly invalids Kadikoi Lancers latter Light Brigade lips look Lord Cardigan lying manner ment Mike minutes morning night Nikita officer once passed pause perceived quiet regiment rejoined replied rest road rushed Russian saddle scarcely Schwartz Scots Greys Sebastopol seemed short side silence soldiers soon struck sudden surgeon Tartar telega tent thought tion told took trumpet-major turned round uttering Veuve Cliquot wine words wounded yards young
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