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1 Mercer, Cavalie. JOURNAL OF THE WATERLOO CAMPAIGN, KEPT THROUGHOUT THE CAMPAIGN OF 1815, BY THE LATE GENERAL CAVALIE MERCER.
New York Praeger 1970 Reprint of 1870 edition 
388pp, maps. VG in dj. Mercer commanded the 9th Brigade, Royal Artillery, under Wellington, and left one of the best memoirs of this campaign: 'I leaped my horse up the little bank, and began a promenade (by no means agreeable) up and down our front, without even drawing my sword. This quieted my men; but the tall blue gentlemen, seeing me thus dare them, immediately made a target of me...one fellow certainly made me flinch, but it was a miss; so I shook my finger at him, and called him 'coquin,' etc. The rogue grinned as he reloaded, and again took aim...wherever I turned, the muzzle of his infernal carbine followed me. At length bang it went, and whiz came the ball close to the back of my neck, and at the same instant dropped the leading driver of one of my guns, into whose forehead it had penetrated.'

 
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2 Mercer, Cavalie. JOURNAL OF THE WATERLOO CAMPAIGN, KEPT THROUGHOUT THE CAMPAIGN OF 1815, BY THE LATE GENERAL CAVALIE MERCER.
London Greenhill 1970 Reprint of 1870 edition 
388pp, maps. VG in dj. Mercer commanded the 9th Brigade, Royal Artillery, under Wellington, and left one of the best memoirs of this campaign: 'I leaped my horse up the little bank, and began a promenade (by no means agreeable) up and down our front, without even drawing my sword. This quieted my men; but the tall blue gentlemen, seeing me thus dare them, immediately made a target of me...one fellow certainly made me flinch, but it was a miss; so I shook my finger at him, and called him 'coquin,' etc. The rogue grinned as he reloaded, and again took aim...wherever I turned, the muzzle of his infernal carbine followed me. At length bang it went, and whiz came the ball close to the back of my neck, and at the same instant dropped the leading driver of one of my guns, into whose forehead it had penetrated.'

 
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