I bought and read this Memoire a number of years ago and only decided to re-read parts of it on account of my just having finished “The Franco-Prussian War” by Michael Howard, which, as my review thereof says, is a really fine and admirable work of history written by a proper professional Historian. In any case, that reading reminded me that General Sheridan had been a ‘guest-observer’ with the German army during the major battles of 1870, and thus my curiosity to partially re-read Sheridan’s work. I was particularly interested to learn whether or not Sheridan had the slightest inkling that he and the not insubstantial number of minor German princes and curious foreign dignitaries (with their own staffs and followers) surrounding Bismarck and the King of Prussia were anything but a nuisance to those actually responsible for conducting military operations.
He did not, apparently, and his observations and adventures were most interesting; almost being shot (twice) after German soldiers mistook him for the Enemy, (he had to be rescued); his difficulties finding adequate food and shelter on several occasions (he slept on the floor, leaving the bedbugs to a traveling companion); his impressions of the Krupp artillery (it didn’t seem to kill any better than what he’d had experience with a few years earlier). He was, however, very highly impressed with Germany’s ability to mobilize 800,000 men and put them in the field in a very short time, quite unlike the way the US Civil War evolved.
Sheridan departed his German hosts when peace negotiations (likely to take some time) commenced and he continued his travels into Eastern Europe, ending up in “Stamboul” during Ramadan, where unfortunately he could not meet with the Sultan (on account of the holidays) but had the truly unique pleasure of watching the Sultan’s harem parade (multiple passes) past his reviewing stand. His comments on them are … interesting.
In short, for a student of history, these memoirs are priceless.
My only complaint is that this particular edition is very unsatisfactory. My guess is that it’s just volume 1, but there’s no easy way for me to tell (I only just learned that there are in fact two volumes to Sheridan’s memoirs), and the font size almost makes a magnifying glass necessary. Reprints of older works really dominate the market these days, but they’re total rubbish quality-wise.