The Camden journal. [volume] (Camden, S.C.) 1836-1851, 1841-08-11

| to meet them. The Sergeant bowed as
sent, and wheeling off offrespectfully from MS
superior in office, soon began to adjust
himself to the task assigned him. The
men were presently selected. One small
difficulty however occurred in the selec-
ton. The number designed was seven
teen, but eighteen had volunteered. a
trooper leaping from his horse, and snatch
ing up chip from the ground, cried out
to his contending comrade, ",Uet or dry.'
The case being thus decided, off they star
ted with Everheart at their head, to their
position at the bIacksmith's shop.
The night was rather dark; and the 1T
tie band waited in silence and bFeathless
anxiety for the approach of the enemy.
At length before the day began to dawn,
the noise of the Gathering scabbards, and
prancing hoofs of the advancing cavalry
was heard in the distance. On they
came, not suspecting that it would be ne
cessary for them either to face or feel a
broad sword until they had reached the
plain. All ola sudden, the Sergeant gave
the word of command in his half German
and half English style, "Sharge, shargeP
and in an instant the van guard was
thrown into confusion. In the scuffle, a
British trooper was cut off from his asso.
ciates and supposing himself surrounded
by the Americans, cried most Justify tor
"quater, quarter" The Sergeants reply
was, eyes quarter him, Remember,
| Monck's corner" the fellow, however,
made his escape.
1t was thoug int best not to push the mat
ter too far lest the smallness of their num-
bers should be discovered. But as day
light had not appeared. Everheart con-
cluded that by retreating to his position
and awaiting their return, he could give
them another brush. He did so. and the
enemy advanced, in good ordersword in
hand.
The directions were "Nop, my praue poys,
zen dosh gJe de vord, sharge, den every
von of youanust begin to ,yelp and ho.ss
Just like de Inshuns, and den dat a0lH
frfghten de bosses so dat dea ,DiH run or
mid de r,ders."
The sagacious calculations of the Ser.
geant was verified to the letter The dis
cordant notes of so manyvoices'hlsshten-
ed the chargers worse than the roar OF can
non. The men were willing to obey
their officers; but the horses would not
obey the men. They snorted and boun-
ided and ran; whilst the Sergeant and his
company pounced upon them with almost
the impetuosity of storm. Forgetting
the smaness of their numbers, they
thought themselves for the moment,
enongh for a host fred coats, and they
were hurried on until they got into diff.
culties. A trooper of the Sergeants band
was SO severely wounded under the right
arm that when he raised II, the blood
spouted out like water from fountain!
'FalI pack, fall pack" cried Everheart to
his brave associate. This ne declared
most solcmnIy he would never do while
he had drop in his veins.
Day by this time had dawned fully; and
the Sergeant having led the way for his
brethren in arms, soon found himself hem
med in on every side by overwhelming
numbers. Utterly unableto extricate him
SELF he reluctantly sung out for "quaters."
Yes quater him." "Finding that |
cas- 20 have 10 quater; l reigned up old
"bald face" gate him de spur, and while de
proat sords came down upon my heat like
trum-sticks, cut lane trough de whole
pritish line, and just as | vas about to be
free again, mine bait horse was shot from
under me and down l came" At this
Iiuncture a British subaltern stepped up,
and saluted him with, how are you, Ser
geantE Everherheartl" The reply was, quo
ting his own words0 You see how am
all blood and wounts-"Where is your
bald horse?"
You shot him just now, or you would not
see me here. "Well that bald horse gave
me the greatest chase ever had in my
life" The way oft was this. The ofh-
Ger some time before had climbed pine
tee that he might take an observations
The Sergeant happened to be in the top
of another some distance off, for the same
purpose, and having espied the red coat,
he fastened down as quick as he could,
and took after HIM. The other, however,
had got the start. 1t was hard chase;
the Sergeant could easily have shot him
bu, this he would not do; his only object,
H., ho bo .rhf hrID0 him