Rum was issued, but half the carts lost their way in the dark, because the officers in charge had preferred to go fighting on the loose and got wounded.

The men lay in pools of rain among the dead.
Lieutenant Haag, 18th Hussars, kept apologising to the man next him for using his legs as a pillow.

At dawn he found the man was a Rifleman long dead, his head in a puddle of blood, his stiff arms raised to the sky.
Many such things happened.

Under the storm of fire it had been impossible to recover all the wounded before dark.

Some lay out fully twenty-four hours without help, or food, or drink.