The Sun. — 1857-10-10 (London, England)

DIIGSHAIE.  The following are extracts from the letter of a young officer at present residing at Dugshaie, slowly recovering from wounds received before Delhi. His letter is dated 30th Aug. last : " I have arrived here (i.e., at Dugshaie) all safe, on the 23d July. I left on the 2d June to join the army at Delhi. I was sadly afraid that I would be too late, but I caught them up at Allipore, 8 miles on this side of Delhi ; and on the Bth of June we marched to attack the enemy, who had taken up a strong position at Badi Serai (a native inn), and I had command of the advanced guard of our force. We got close up to the enemyapparently before they saw us, for when they issued their fire, the shot, shell, &c., went far over our heads. I was lelt behind to take charge of the guns we had taken. I hal soma hard work, however, for the serai (inn) was full of Sepoya. I took the guard in and killed about sixty of them. At sunset I received an order t) march to the camp at Delhi. We had occasional skirmishes with the enemy. I came safely out of them all until the 17th June, when I was settled with five wounds—one through the left wrist ; one ball carried off the little finger of my right hand, , wounding the one next it ; the third was a wound in the chin ; the fourth broke my collarbone, carrying away upwards of an inch of it, and the bullet has rot yet been found—it is in me somewhere ; the fifth was a graze on the right breast. I am getting on favourably. It was only through God's mercy I was not killed. The ball passed about a quarter of an inch from the large artery, and a quarter of an inch more would have caused the amputation of my left arm ; so you see again I had a narrow escape. As soon as a fresh batch of mutineers arrives at Delhi we have a fight. The old ones don't like it ; so it went on—a skirmish about every third day. But on the Ist of August, the " Bakri Eed" (a Mahornmedan festival), they came out highly primed with bhang (an intoxicating weed) ; and as our men had positive orders on no account to leave the defences, Pandy took courage and advanced close up, but a well-directed volley killed numbers, and seat the rest to the right about. However, they persisted, and for upwards of 24 hours the fight lasted. Our total lose was five killed and 14 wounded, and the native report says the enemy's los was 3,000 killed. I heard say he saw their dead lying in heaps. I hope by next mail to be able to tell you that Delhi has at last fallen ; our reinforcements are close at hand. The Pandys robbed me of all I had, when the cart was about a mile from our camp. The natives all over the country are in a great fright of the 78th Highlanders, who committed such havoc at Cawnpore on the murderers there. They say "that a new sort of people have coma among them fighting in petticoats, and that when they come near sweet music issues from their bodies (the bagpipes, I suppose) ; that each one of these people is equal to 100 men ; that nothing can hurt them, and that they surpass even Rostum (one of the native heroes) hirngelf.' After I was wounded a man from the Guile lihrps got me a doolie (a covered litter); and seeing I was wounded in five places, he said, " Sahib, burn Cahadoor hoa" (Sir, you have become a very great man), and told me I was sure to be a major for it. I said, "No, I am only a captain." He then said, "If you were in my regiment they would make you a major." The Ghoorkas and Sikhs had also a great opinion of me because I was severely wounded. We had a very severe shock of an earthquake here the day before yesterday.