The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1846-10-17

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hands, and when he struggled to free
himself, he heard a cry Of "Shame
shame!" that awoke him from his unea-
sy slumber, with cold sweat upon his
brow, and his tender wife sIumbering
peacefully by his side, with her white
and delicate arm clasping his painting
chest!
When the morning dawned and the
day called him TO his duties, it found
him strangely altered man. The
caresses of his wife seemed loathsome
to him; he could not bear her presence,
but sought every opportunity Of shun-
ming her. But once during that day
did he speak to her. The poor crea-
ture could not bear his coldness, and
her hear! at last overflowing with feel
ings that became insupportable, she
seized his hands and looking earnestly
in his face, while her eye glistened with
tears, she exclaimed:
"Oh, George! why, why do you be-
have so coldly? Itis killing me, George;
you must look kindy-you must speak
tome, or ! shall die!" Z fAs
He pressed her to his bosom for
moment, and then, looking earnestly
in her eyes, said.
"Mary, you have disgraced me! ]
can never look man in the face again!"
She spoke not, but returned his
glance with proud eye, and suddenly
quitting the room, she left her husband
wondering at the strangeness of her be-
hayior. Her absence was but for a
moment, and returning, she placed in
the hands of her husband the gun and
knapsack with which he had accoutred
himself on the previous night. faa
"There, George, return to the camp.
Tell General Washington that the wife
gives her heart for the cause of her
country. If every American gave as
much, we should be invlncible! Go!
God bless you! this is my sacrifice!
You will bid me farewell-you will
now speak to me-you willlook as you
used to do! That is some happiness.
Oh, | could not bear your displeasure"
Need we say how the heart Of the
young patriot leaped with exceeding
joy, and how he pressed the yielding
form of his beautiful wife to his bosom?
shall we describe the tender parting
and the affectionate farewell, or shall
wercover with the veil of silence scenes
SO sacred? We prefer that the imagi-
nation of the reader should supply
scene that description cannot do JUS
tice 10. .g
George Madden was once more en-.
listed in the ranks Of his countrymen,
where he was received with applause.
At this period Philadelphia was oc-
cupied by the British under General
Howe, who, annoyed at some forts on
the Delaware, detached a portion of
the royal army to reduce them. Wash
ington improved this opportunity to at
tack the remainder of the British army
encamped at Germantown. This at
tack was made on the fourth Of Octo-
ber, and was maintained on the part of
the Americans with great severity, but
they were eventually repulsed with
twice the loss of the enemy, owing to
the inexperience of "a part OF the troops
and the presence Of a thick fog which
embarrassed their movements. 1t was
ascertained that the American loss
amounted to two hundred killed six
hundred wounded, and about four hun
dred prisoners.
But how Jared George Madden9
how fought the recruit T
An old mana survivor Of the ranks;
told US that he fought with the ferocity
Of tiger, and that just previous to the
commencement of the attack, young
STRIPPING presented himself to the Off
GERS and requested to be placed side by
side with the hardy ,batilers for liberty.
HIS request was granted--for no time
was allowed for question or considera-
ton; and he was placed by the side Of
Madden, who only noticed him by
look Of approval as the troops wheeled
into line. He fought bravely and well;
foot to foot, sometimes; breast TO breast.
But in vain the contest; useless the
struggle. History tells Of that disas-
trous field, and how, like the waves Of
the ocean, the brave troops of Wash
ington, under their heroic leader, gath
cred and broke, again and again, upon
the resisting forces of the enemy, but
without effect, only to meet defeat and
death! Night shrouded the victory Of
our oppressors and hung gloomy and
thick over the camp Of our despending,
but not discouraged, countryraen. ~
But the early light Of the succeeding
day beamed urcn spectacle Of worse
horror. There lay heaps Of the dead,
the wounded, and the dying. But, a
little apart from the rest, upon green
mound, stained only with their own
blood, lay two forms clasped in the