Delaware Republican, and farmers', manufacturers' and mechanics' advocate. [volume] (Wilmington, Del.) 1841-1843, 1842-07-13
Written for the Delaware Republican
THE FORTUNE TELLER,
ATALE OF The REVOLUTION.
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Early next morning George Besuchamp
at the head Of his little band consisting Of
about forty well mounted volunteers. ascend
ed the Brandy upon It's eastern side,
and joinef the army under Washington, a
little after sunrise, and Immediately attach
ed themselves TO troop Of horse led by
the fearless and intrepid Polish Count
Pulaski. As the day advanced they took
position upon steep and rugged emineuce,
a short distance above Chadd's Ford the
place at which was expected u,at the
enemy would attempt to pass the sream.-
Here they waited in anxious suspense nm
til late in the afternoon, for the British TO
cross the Ford and commence the attack |;
although brisk cam onade had been kept
up during the day by the contending parties.
Between three and four O'Clock In the
afternoon, the news reached the party that
large force Of the British had crossed tie
stream near its forks, and were now rapidly
advancing to- attack their rear. As their
brave commander heaxd this intelligence,
he Bit his lips with chagrin and modification,
and drawing his cap close downupop hiseyes
he gave the order to his troops 10 follow
and driving the rowels deep into his horse s
sides dashed along the rugged precipice on
which they had taken their position, with
almost the celebrity Of lightning --his valiant
company following close upon his heels
For about four miles they continued their
rapid march along rough and rugged road
over rocks, fences, and fallen trees,--and
through swamp, boys and mire,-,he white
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their sides streaked with blood from the
goring spurs Of their impatient and warlike
riders when, as they suddenly turned an
angle in the road, just as they had passed
the summit of lofty hill, the advancing
forces OF the British Tyrant, led by Earl
CORVALLIS, presented themselves 10 their
view. For moment they halted, in order
to give their horses breath, and 10 adjust
their weapons and accoutrements, when
the hoarse voice of the gallant Pulaski was
again heard giving the order for the attack.
Again The rowels sunk deep into the already
gored sides Of their spirited chargers, and
each riEer fsing in his stirrups, The whole
COMPANY s--a.shed down the declivity like
an avalanche land firing their holsters in
the faces of the advancing columns, fell upon
them, sword in hand, dealing blows on all
sides with the fury of enraged tigers
Dreadful was the shock Of thai charge. So
lmPeluous was the onset that hey hay;ssliiIcli
closing around them, they were completely
hemmed in on all sides, and their only al
Tentative now, was either to yield them
selves prisoners Of war or fight their way
ont as best they could. But not man
belonging 10 that noble and patriotic band
ever thought of yielding himself prisoner
10 Briton, while he had sufficient strength
TO raise sword in his own defence, To
right their way out, was, therefore Instantly
determined on by each individual, and, as
the impetuosity of their charge and the sub
sequent closing of their enemies around
them, hadsbroken and separated their little
company into small parties, it appeared
that each must find his own way through
the opposing host, single handed.
AS they thus fought, two individuals
were seen, side by side, forcing their way
through the thick array, and bearing down
every obstacle that opposed them. Now
they are surrounded by number of horse
men, whose appearance INDICATE several
TO be officers. Terrible now was The con-
iiict; each man appearing TO be Fighting for
! his lille. One OF our heroes rising in his
strrups as he aimed blow at gaily dress
ed officer, and, as the well directed stroke
descended. he exclaimed, Perish. thou
miscreant," and the head of Major Bu,e
was cleft in twain, and his body rolled from
his horse and fell at George Beauchamp's
ieet. The next moment gruff VOICE was
heard above the din Of battle crying, " NV
son rebel! Let him die the death!" and
Henry WINTHROP fell dead from his horse;
struck down by the hand of his fatherl
AT this critical moment, when the crave
captain Beauchamp was nearly overcome
by numbers rushing upon him two horse
men were seen to approach the spot, now
ing as it were road through the British
ranks, and making every blow from their
broad swords tell tale Of death. In an in
slant they are by his side. II is Bob
Lucky and old Greenwood, the Fortune
Teller. The clustering crowd Of horsemen
are made TO fall back by their furious as
sault, when old Greenwood, throwing him
self from his saddle, snatched up the appa-
rently lifeless body of the noble Henry
Wynthrop, and throwing it across his horse,
jumped behind; and calling 10 the other two
10 follow, the three cut their way to the
flank Of the enemy, and ami shower of
balls that were aimed at them, gained large
and gloomy forest. and succeeded in making
good their retreat. a
Proceeding Immediately TO the Brandy |
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