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I turned up another photo of Queen Victoria's funeral the other day, to go along with the one that started this post, so I'll post it on here in case it is of further interest to anyone, along with some close ups. I wonder which hotel it is in the background?

Here are a few more from the Daily Mail Official War Post Cards collection - these 6 are from Series 1, and I have put the fronts and backs together, as you will see. Unfortunately we don't have all 8 from this series!

Haha...we may have missed a battle or two!

Thank you Paul - very interesting, and the reference to Dixon Noonan Webb is fascinating. Firstly, I am intrigued that you say he was taken prisoner. I have never heard that before. To quote from a letter from him to his father, dated 29th June 1815, as recorded by my great, great aunt: "On the 17th we retreated from before a strong position the enemy had in a wood at Quatre Bras (where we had been acting on the defensive and kept them in); our regiment formed the rear guard and had to amuse their skirmishers two hours after our army had gone, it was then so dreadfully hot we could hardly draw one leg after the other." George then describes torrents of rain making streams unfordable: "the enemy following us close with their artillery peppering us from every height, they then came on with their cavalry which beat ours at first, but were checked; nothing but horror to be seen, every one seemed panic-struck at the idea of retreat, all the fine Huzzars galloping past us like Blackamoors, having been unhorsed and rolled in the mud, horse artillery, etc., all running through each other and the enemy as is usual follow up in such a manner not giving you time to breathe. "But this soon changed to joy on seeing our army had taken up a position; about seven in the evening up to the knees in mud, we came on piquet in a Farm in front of the position; we had neither rations nor anything, and it was very cold. At daybreak we heard the whole army opposite crying ‘Vive l’Empereur,’ they attacked first on the right, but very soon the whole line was engaged, they came on most furiously (the centre on the high road from Neville to this place) with immense columns, but were beat most confoundedly, such a carnage is almost beyond belief; we continually broke them and then pursued them with the cavalry into their own position, this went on the whole day; we were within their grape range but towards evening they brought a Battery to bear on us, pierced a wall which was our principal defence, and then sent down columes to which this wall served as a breastwork on our flanks, so that our unfortunate three companies were overpowered and forced to quit, some of the enemy then got in opened the gates and the whole column rushed in. We had all to pass through the house through a narrow passage; we wanted to halt then men and make one more charge but it was impossible, we fellows were firing down the passage. An officer of our Camp called out to me ‘take care’, but I was too busy stopping the men and called out ‘never mind, let the blackguard fire,’ he was about five yards off leveling his piece at me when this officer stabbed him twice. He fell immediately, but they flocked in, this officer got two shots and ran into a room where he lay behind a bed. All the time they had possession of the house, sometimes the room was full of them and some wounded soldiers of ours who lay there and cried out ‘Pardon,’ were shot, the monsters saying ‘take that for the fine defence you have made’; an officer and four men came first in; the officer took me by the collar and said to his men ‘C’est un coquin’ (I don’t know what he meant); instantly the fellows had their bayonets down and made a dead stick at me which I parried off with my sword; the officer always running about and then coming to me and shaking me again by the collar, but they all looked so frightened, and pale as ashes; I thought you shan’t keep me and bolted off through the lobby, they fired two shots after me and cryed out ‘Coquin’ but did not follow. I regained the remnants of the regiment, when we were immediately charged by a Regiment of Cuirassiers. All the army was formed in squares, we immediately got our men in a hollow and peppered them, and I believe they found the cuirass not thick enough for our musket shot, at any rate they faced about leaving not a few behind; we were overjoyed and leapt out and made the bugle sound forwards wanting to retake the house, but having only a handful of men half without a cartridge, and the columns of the enemy forming up behind, the cavalry gave us such a galling fire. "I had got an old French sword which I picked up and when I got my lick it flew up into the air; this was about seven in the evening, and I had been convinced in my idea that no ball could touch me. I was in such a heat that the blood gushed very much and staying a little too long without thinking of it, that I began to sail, all the world ran round, and I began to think all was a farce, till just as I was about to fall a fellow of ours ran up to me and bound up my arm, and brought me away; I was so thirsty I drank a canteen of water; a stupid Doctor told me I would lose my arm, but I had no idea of that, although there is an officer in this house who was amputated this morning with the selfsame would but he did not care. The night of the 18th we were obliged to lay in a hovel on the roadside but slept like princes. "When Baring collected the regiment at night there were 63 men and four officers, he burst into tears and wished he ‘had been killed too.’ But it was a glorious day; I am glad I saw the whole of it." So, no indication that he was captured! I guess one thing that might help us solve the question of which medals he was awarded would be to get the portrait that we have of him restored. It has quite a layer of bitumen, making it impossible at this stage to make out which medals he is wearing. That we might do in future. The reference to the gold star comes shortly after the recording of his experiences at La Haye Sainte. His spirited actions received high praise from George Baring, his commanding officer, so I don't know if that would have made a difference to him receiving an extra award. It might be a mystery we don't resolve, but thanks for your help anyway. My other question is regarding the Dixon Noonan Webb. I found another reference to one of my ancestors, and I was wondering if you could tell me what the provenance might mean. Here is the link to him: My link Very many thanks Alex

Many thanks for these links Jens. My only problem is that I can't translate German, but I'll ask a friend who used to live in Germany to help me! Alex

Of course, he might not be military, and hence might not have belonged to a regiment, but I'm sure I'll soon get told either way! Thanks Alex

Maybe a bit obscure, but I'm wondering if anyone can tell me which regiment this chap comes from. He is a plaster figure, and was made in 1812 by Robert Shout of Holborn, London. Sadly he is quite badly damaged, but he still has a fantastic expression on his face!

Actually, I've got myself a bit confused now - possibly this photo is my grandfather rather than my great grandfather! I'm sure someone can tell me from the uniform!

No Ulsterman, I think it will stay in the family. If we change our mind at any stage I'll gladly let the club know! Just for anyone's interest, I'll add a couple more photos of my ancestor in uniform...

Yes Mervyn, it definitely appears to be an original, which I guess is not surprising, since my great grandfather was one of the Defenders. We are very lucky, as you say, to have the photos we have, and it is great to have a place to share them with knowledgeable and interested people.

Well, his title was Laird of Inchbrakie, although he might have been known as a Baron - I'm not sure. He encountered the French at La Haye Sainte. Are we talking about the same man?!

Hi All Probably a tricky one this, to say the least, but my great, great, great uncle won a Gold Cross at Waterloo, and as far as we know, we do not have it in the family anymore. It was most likely sold in the 19th Century, by his son, who came into financial difficulties. My ancestor's name was George Drummond Graeme, and during the Battle of Waterloo he was in the Kings German Legion. To quote from my great great aunt: "By this time he was wearing a medal and three clasps and the gold cross for Waterloo (1816)." So, if anyone has any idea at all as to how we might track it's whereabouts down, I'd appreciate it very much! Thanks Alex

By the way, there is no date on this photo, before anyone asks! Hope you enjoy. Alex