There, in this ghastly well, were the remains, not only of those who had
so far survived the siege and first massacre of Cawnpore, but of some
seventy or eighty women and children, fugitives from Futteyghur. These
had, with their husbands, fathers and friends, a hundred and thirty in
all, reached Cawnpore in boats on the 12th of July. Here the boats had
been fired upon and forced to put to shore, when the men were, by the
Nairn's orders, all butchered, and the women and children sent to share
the fate of the prisoners of Cawnpore.

Little wonder is it that the soldiers, who had struggled against heat and
fatigue and a host of foes to reach Cawnpore, broke clown and cried like
children at that terrible sight; that soldiers picked up the bloody
relics--a handkerchief, a lock of hair, a child's sock sprinkled with
blood--and kept them to steel their hearts to all thoughts of mercy; and
that, after this, they went into battle crying to each other:

"Remember the ladies!" "Remember the babies!" "Think of Cawnpore!"
Henceforth, to the end of the war, no quarter was ever shown to a Sepoy.

One of the first impulses of the Warreners, when the tents were pitched in
the old cantonments, and the troops were dismissed, was to ride with their
father to the house of the ranee. It was found to be abandoned-as, indeed,
was the greater part of the town--and an old servant, who alone remained,
said that two days previously the ranee had left for her country abode.
Major Warrener at once drew out a paper, saying that the owner of this
house had shown hospitality and kindness to English fugitives, and that it
was therefore to be preserved from all harm or plunder; and having
obtained the signature of the quartermaster-general in addition to his
own, he affixed the paper to the door of the dwelling. The next day he
rode out with his sons and twenty of his men to the house where the boys