Life and diary of Lieut. Col. J. Blackader

CHAP. X. CAMPAIGN THlftD. 225
now retired from the noise of drums, of oaths, and
dying groans. I am to return in a few minutes to
the field of battle, and, Wrapping myself up in the
arms of Omnipotence, I believe myself no less safe,
as to every valuable purpose, than if sitting in your
Ladyship's chamber."
August 3. Worn for want of rest and refreshment ;
yet in the morning I went back to the place of our at-
tack, where we were posted, and there among the dead,
I again blessed God for my wonderful deliverance.
The Allies were much embarrassed by the great
number of prisoners, as they had no proper depot to
secure them in, and little to subsist them. The Duke
resolved to send his proportion, amounting to 5678
by water, to Holland, that they might be distributed
among the garrisons in the United Provinces. Briga-
dier Ferguson, with five battalions of British foot,
were ordered to guard them to their destination. With
this convoy, Captain Blackader also returned ; we
shall therefore follow him down the Rhine from
Mentz, where the prisoners were to embark.
August 4. Riding all day alone into Norlingen,
and pleasantly employed in thinking over the ninety-
first Psalm. At night, thankful for my good accom-
modation, and how happily I am sent in here among
the kindest of my friends.
August 5. Well all day ; but in the evening a little
uneasy, my wound beginning to grow painful ; but
why should I be exempt from trouble more than
others ? I bless God I am not groaning with broken
bones, or bullets in my body, as many are.
August 9. This day busy going through and visit-
ing the wounded and dying officers. I see the vanity