SPENCER THOMAS VASSALL, being designed for a military
life, obtained an ensigncy in the 59th regiment of foot, at the early age
of twelve. He soon afterwards embarked for Gibraltar, where he served during
the memorable siege, and from that period until his gallant career closed
on the ramparts of Monte Video, he was uninterruptedly engaged upon active
service in almost every part of the globe. He was twice with the army in
Flanders, once in the West Indies, several times on the coast of France,
and once on that of Spain. He was the first man that landed in the Isle
Dieu, and planted the British colours there. He formed part of both expeditions
to Holland; in the last of which he was ordered by the Duke of York to
attend General Don to the enemy's camp with a flag of truce. On that occasion,
when Brun, the French commander in chief, in a fit of rage, pretending
to suspect the motives of the mission, declared to General that he was
determined to treat him as a spy, he turned round to Major Vassall, and
said with a contemptuous smile, "Pour vous, monsieur, je vous plains,"
Vassall receiving the proffered sympathy with merited contempt, immediately
replied, "Sir, I disdain your pity, and am ready to share the fate of my
general." After experiencing every kind of indignity, and having been twice
led out for execution, these brave men were at length released, and allowed
to return to England. Shortly afterwards Major Vassall purchased the lieutenant-colonelcy
of the 38th regiment, and was for some years stationed in Ireland, where
it was his fortune to be the field officer, of the day in Dublin, on the
memorable 23rd July, when Lord Kilwarden, and many others were killed by
the insurgent populace. His cool determined conduct upon that occasion
obtained for him the high commendation of the Irish Government, and of
the commander in chief. He subsequently embarked with his regiment for
the Cape of Good Hope, and assisted at the capture of that important settlement;
of the town and fortress of which he was appointed commandant. This lucrative
and honorable post he resigned to embark with his regiment in the second
expedition dispatched to the coast of Spanish America, and there he found
a soldier's grave in gallantly leading his troops to the assault of Monte
Video His conduct, his courage, his fate are so faithfully depicted in
the following letter from his orderly serjeant, to Sir Home Popham, that
we know not how we could better close this summary of his valiant achievements.
Monte Video, 10 Feb. 1807.
SIR, Pardon the liberty I am taking, as the
gratitude I owe to my ever lamented and best friend, Colonel Vassall, obliges
me to give you and his friends an authentic account of his last; I being
his orderly serjeant, and the chief person to witness his bravery, and
the gallant manner in which he acquitted himself in doing his duty, in
that unfortunate hour in which he fell. On our approach to the wall we
missed the breach; the grape and musketry flew so hot it drove the men
into confusion, and would have made numbers of them retreat but for his
exertions. When he observed any of the men stoop or flinch, he cried out
as loud as possible, "Brave 38th, my brave men, don't flinch; every bullet
has its billet. Push on, follow me, thirty eighth!" He rallied them repeatedly
in this manner, until he got them inside the breach. He immediately directed
a party to take possession of the corner battery next the sea, which was
done in a few minutes, and another, under the command of Major Ross, to
advance to the great church, and he was advancing himself to the main battery
on the right, when a grape shot broke his leg, and as soon as he fell he
cried out, "Push on, somebody will take me up, my good soldiers, charge
them, never mind me; it's only the loss of a leg in the service." He sat
up, and helped to tie on a handkerchief to stop the blood, and cried out
all the time of the action, "I care not for my leg, if my regiment do their
duty, and I hope they will." As soon as the town surrendered he heard the
men cheer, he joined them with as great spirits as if nothing had happened,
and called to me to have him carried to the head of his regiment. I feel
to the heart for his family. I could wish to have fallen with him, sooner
than part with a man who was so good a friend to me.
At half-past three on the morning of the 3rd, he received
his wound; at one o'clock on the morning of the 7th, he departed, and at
eight the same evening he was interred at the entrance of the great church,
with all military honors.
I am, sir, Your very humble obedient servant,
B. MATHEWS.
The remains of this gallant soldier we at first interred
in the grand church at Mon Video, with military honors, but were after
wards removed to England, and deposited in the family vault in the church
of St Paul's, Bristol, where a monument, designed by Flaxman, executed
by Rossi, and erected by Colonel Vassall's widow, bears the following inscription;
Sacred to the Memory of
SPENCER THOMAS VASSALL, esq.
Lieutenant-colonel of the 38th regiment, who,
After twenty-eight years of active and unremitting
service,
During which he had acquired a high military
reputation,
Was mortally wounded at the storming of Monte
Video, in South America,
On the 3rd of February, 1807,
At the moment he had conducted his intrepid
followers within the walls of the fortress,
And expired on the 7th of the same month, Aged
40.
His beloved remains, brought to England by the
companions of his victory, are deposited near this spot,
Where, to record her own, her children's, and
her country's loss,
She, who was the wedded and happy witness of
his private worth,
Has caused this monument to be erected.
"Stranger, if e'er you honor'd Sidney's fame,
If e'er you lov'd Bayard's reproachless name,
Then on this marble gaze with tearful eyes,
For kindred merit here with VASSALL lies!
But far more blest than France or England's
pride,
In the great hour of conquest VASSALL died;
While still undaunted in the glorious strife,
Content he purchased victory with life,
And nobly careless of his own distress,
He bade his mourning comrades onward press;
Bade them (the hero victor o'er the man,)
Complete the conquest which his sword began;
Then proudly smil'd amidst the pangs of death,
While thanks for victory fill'd his parting
breath."
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