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At the Battle of Trafalgar in 1805 that's how Lord Nelson was shot - targetted from the nearby upperworks of the French man-o'-war by a French Marine sharpshooter.
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Elnathan said:Interesting discussion. I've been slowly gathering material on frontier combat - might eventually write a paper on it or something - and this is another thing to keep an eye on.
Elnathan said:My impression is that a party with women and children in it that found itself under fire would send the women and children running for shelter while the men tried to cover their retreat. I wouldn't expect to see women loading under those circumstances. Behind the walls of a cabin or fort is another story.
walks with gun said:In about every old TV series or old movie, the men hand back their long guns to be loaded by the women and children. This seems pretty far fetched to me because of the very wide range of bore diameters. Seems impossible that anyone could keep straight loading multiple guns for someone. Anyone else ever give this any thought.
Don't forget chopping heads.54ball said:The following off the top of my head is what I have read.....
Armed Women dressed as men manning posts.....
Women running or molding ball...
Women shooting....
Women making cartridges...
Women boiling pots of water and pouring this on attackers...
Women bringing water....
Women retrieving powder....
The Pennsylvania Gazette
July 2, 1788
PHILADELPHIA
Extract of a letter from Col. James Perry, in Nelson's county, Kentucky , to the Rev. Jordan Dodge, of Sturbridge, in Massachusetts, dated April 20.
"On the first of April inst. a number of Indians surrounded the house of John Merrill, which was discovered by the barking of a dog. Merrill stepped to the door to see what he could discover, and received three musket balls, which caused him to fall back into the house, with a broken leg and an arm; the Indians rushed on to the door, but it being instantly fastened by his wife, who stood against it, with a girl about 15 years of age, the savages could not immediately enter. The Indians broke one part of the door, and one of them crouded partly through; the heroic mother, in the midst of her screaming children and groaning husband, seized an axe, and gave a fatal blow to the savage, and he falling headlong into the house, the others, supposing they had obtained their end, rushed after him, until four of them fell in like manner, before they discovered their mistake; the rest retreated, which gave opportunity again to secure the door. The conquerors rejoiced in their victory, hoping they had killed the whole company; but their expectations were soon dashed, by finding the door again attacked, which the bold mother endeavoured once more to secure, with the assistance of the young woman; their fears now came on them like a flood; they soon heard a noise on the top of the house, and they found they were coming down the chimney; all hopes of deliverance were now at an end, but the wounded man ordered his little child to tumble a couch that was filled with hair and feathers on the fire, which made such a smother, that two lusty Indians came tumbling down the chimney; the wounded man, exerting every faculty in this critical moment, seized a billet of wood, with which he conquered the smothered Indians; at the same instant the woman aimed a blow at the door, but not with the same effect as the rest, but which caused him to retreat; they then secured the door as fast as possible, and rejoiced at their deliverance, but not without fear of a third attack; they carefully watched with their new family until morning, and were not again disturbed.
"We learn by a prisoner that made his escape from the Indians, that the wounded savage last mentioned was the only one that escaped at this time; on his return, he was asked, "What news brother?" "plaguy bad news," replied the wounded Indian, "for the squaws have taken the breech-clout, and fight worse than the long knives." This extraordinary affair happened at Newbardston, about fifteen miles from Sandy Creek, and may be depended on, as I had the pleasure to assist in tumbling them into a hole after they were stripped of their head-dresses, and about twenty dollars worth of silver furniture."
SgtErv said:After reading Col Joseph Smith's narrative, I learned a great deal about frontier combat. Check out Scoouwa, El Nathan, if you haven't already. It's an awesome read.
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