The Camden journal. [volume] (Camden, S.C.) 1836-1851, 1840-02-08
bowing again; good eneuing, Mr.. Editor
till after May next.
DEMOS KRATOS.
Camden, Feb. 4, 1910.
From the ". o. Pickyuae, Jan. 6.
THE BATTLE OF NEW ORLEANS

THE BATTLE OF NEW ORLEANS.
Twenty five years only have rolled
away since New Orleans was the scene of
an event which shall sparkle upon the page
of history in all future time. The story
of the Battle of New Orleans is one Of
those which, to all Americans, must pre-
sent the mingled interests of the romantic,
the chivalric, the terrible and the brave.
Men fighting for their homes against an
insolent foe whose watchword threatened
suffering worse than fire or Slaughter
an inhiction as disgraceful to the victor as
to the vanquisled. That watchword,
" Beauty and Booty" was at once the
onset cry and the death knell of the inva-
der, for the Americans heard it in the
shrieks of their wives and daughters; it
thrilled through every vein and fibre of
their frames, and "ten times trebled the
natural energy Of each single nerve" to
sweep the enemy down to the dust before
them.
If the history of that day is page OF
glory for the Union; golden letters should
record it in the annals of louisiana
Men are now among us who braved death
and danger upon the battle ground Of New
Orleans in lSl5-men who grasped the
instruments of death to guard their fire.
sides from the footsteps Of their nations
foe; and who now remember the terrific
roar Of fire arms, the streams of gushing
blood, and the shricks Of dying agony
We envy those old patriots the delight
they must feel to-day, and we doubt whe-
ther the veteran Jackson, when the ma
ton bestowed upon him the highest honor
in its gift, knew prouder feeling than he
must experience on this Eighth Of Janua-
ry, 1910. We clip the following anec-
dote from an exchange paper. Perhaps
there are those among the survivors Of
that day who may read it, and remember
the incidents rclaled
Aaecdotc of tile Battle of Ncw Orleans.
A daring Tenncsseean, with blanket
tied around him, and hat with brm of
enormous breadth, who seemed to be fight
ing on his owh hook" disdaining to raise
his rifle over the bank of earth and fire,
in safety of his person, like his more
wary fellow soldiers, chose to spring eve
ry time he fired, upon the breast work,
where, balancing himself, he would bring
his rifle TO his check, throw back his broad
brim, take sight and fire, while the enc
my were advancing to the attack, as de-
lberatcly as though shooting at herd Of
deer; then lccping down on the other side,
lie would reload, mount the works, cock
his beaver, take aim and crack again.
This he did," said an English officer,
who was taken prisoner, and who laugh
ingly related it as good anecdote to Capt.
D, my informant as alluded to
- five times in rapid succession, as | ad-
vanccd at the head Of my company.
Though the grape whistlcd through the
air over our heads, for the life of me ]
could not help smiling at his grotesque
dcmisarage, demi-quakcr figure, as he
threw hack the broad Hap of his castor to
obtain fair deliberately raised his
his left eye, and blaZed away at
lis. l verify believe he brought down one
Of my men at every shut!'
As the British rcsolutely advanced,
though columns fell like the tall grain be-
fore the sickle, at the fire of the Ameri-
cans, the same officer approached at the
head Of his brave grcnadiers, amid the
rolling fire Of niusketry from the lines of
his unseen. foes, undauntcd and untouched.
Advance, my. men," he shouted, as he
reached the edge of the fossee-" follow
me-" and sword in hand he leaped ditch,
and turning amidst tho roar and flame of
q hundred muskets to encourge his men,
beheld to his surprise, but single man of
his company upon his feet-more than fiji.
ty brave fellows, whom he had so gallant
ly led on to the attack, had been shot
down. As he was about to leap back
from his dangerous situation, his sword
was shivered in his grasp, by rifle ball,
and at the same instant a daring Tennes-
seean sprang upon the parapet and level
led his deadly weapon at his breast, calm
ly observing, Surrender, stranger-or,
| may perforate yc!" "Chargrined," said
The officer, al the close Of his recital, 81
was compelled to deliver to the bold fellow
my mutilated sword, and pass over into
the American lines.-THe Southwest, by al
Yankee.