text:  Still the terrors of the females--the sight of the first women of the province flying for refuge to every corner where they might escape the balls which now poured into every window; the actual wounds of some visible by the blood streaming down their splendid dresses; the horror-stricken looks of the groups clinging to each other for hopeless protection; and the actual semblance of death in others fainting on the sofas and floors and all this under an incessant roar of musketry--made me often wish that I could give way to the gallant impatience of my friends within the mansion and take the desperate hazard of plunging into the midst of the multitude