Despite instructions from a policeman, Pimple, leading the Light Brigade (in this case unusually for a Pimple comedy on real horses) manages to get lost. Having taken the wrong turning they ride on to the Valley of Death, which is an inn. An intertitle says, in the style of Tennyson's poem: "Theirs not to reason why, theirs but to do or die, and as their throats were dry, Into the Valley of Death flew the six hundred".

The Brigade dismount from their horses and enter the inn. [Incomplete]