The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1823-09-11

Sen,s,iy caught FIRE; I rushed out fast c.
nough ss you msy we'll suppose, for If bad
not perhaps might have foood myself in the
place my imagination coojufed up" With
this he Isug hiogly took bis ffieod by the hand
snd FASTENED With him to the troops.
About now all the troops wore in readiness
10 march, aud a. uear 2 o'clock the sortie was
msde. The troops were commanded by
Gen. Porter, Col. Gibson, Lieut.. Col. Wood,
and Bngsdies Gen. Davis, Of the New.Yofk
inilitis but almost at tho onset, those gal
Iaut officers, Col. Gibson and Lieut. Col.
Wood. fell, and their respective com mands
devoIved upon Lieat. Col. M'Donald aud Mo-
ior Brooks.
At this celebrated sortie, Eosign O'Fiing
fought with unexampled bravery, stationed
upon 90 emineoce very much exposed TO the
enemy's FIRE, he stood loudly cheering his
soldiers, whilst clashing steel flashed fire, and
the din of arms rung around them.-Ofen
did Asssl cry ont 10 his friend 10 hasten
down from 30 eminence so exposed but his
soiici,ious cries passed unbeeded amid the
noise Of war. Just as O'Fliog had exclaimed,
NOW my brave boys, upon them bullet
struck him in tho brcas, and he fell. He
was conveyed mortsiiy wounded, to his tent,
sortie had been accompiished.---'h'' said
eae dying youth whom he saw him, 'my pre-
sentiment 10 sbout TO be verified here lie,
an expiring man ] know my wound is NOR
tai bot. my friend, death bring. no terors
10 inc, my last momeuts arc only embi,teted
by tho thought that fear the lovely girl, Lu.
ey Spencer, vii! not survive the news of my
fail; perhaps / am romantic in sayibg this,
but had you known her---A"si, there Is
one sad office l would have you do for me-
Ere you name it., my dear friend, you may
rely UPON mo that it shall be strictly conform.
ed TO- My generous friend, | thank you
but | must be brief, for life GIBBS apsce.
When my body shall lie in tho cold and 81.
lent g,sve take thia picture, producing one
fom his bosom, Il drew it myself from
memory, too rudely done, indeed--but il
served to remind no Of the original bear IL
to Lucy, and tell her that my last thoughts
were upon her wilt thou fulfil this my last
--my dying reques, ? doubt mo not, my
friend, doub, me not. - die conten,.--my
poor fsiher and brothers, ore you can reach
me, shall be gono forever--tIe uttered
deep sigh: murmured tho name OF Lucy, for
an instant rested his dim eyes upon his friend
and hen closed thom forever.
About six weeks after tho death OF his
friend, Assn entered the village OF Batavia
In order to perform the last sad reques, of his
dead friend the sun was fast sinking below
the horizon and the western sky was ,inged
with ruddy brightness. lie had not sdvsnc-
cd many pscos before he perceived q funeral
procession bearing a corpse, enter the village
cemetery. Dismounting, ho inquired Of an
"m-d spectator whom they wore conveying to
the grave. 1T is tho corpse OF a village
>maiden,' said tho old mao, who had q lover
thst went like Q brave lad TO hgh, the eps0ies
of his county; she pincd away ever since hi.
departure but the news came few weeks
SEQ Of his death in battle, end that broke her
heau--,wo days ago she diod. She was
named Lucy Spencer"
PHILOCTETES.