ABSTRACT
At six o’clock in the evening the British regiments had given way in every part of the battlefield, and the British army was hopelessly beaten. A miserable commissariat, neglected hygiene, out-of-date artillery, inefficient rifles, bad leadership, execrable strategy, and a criminal neglect of foresight had done their worst, and done it well. Thhe wearied and famished troops staggered in irregular lines, many too faint to hold their rifles level for aiming, too exhausted by the abominable fatigue of the sixteen hours' light to pay any attention to theiofficer's r ofi cer’sorders. The fatal concentration increased every moment as the debris of the British army was hurled back nearer to Chatham.
