Burlington free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1827-1865, 1846-12-04
NEW SERIES,-.-NO. 81.

, encwed. But Sir William Howe is on foot.
Clinton is on foot. Lord Percyi is on foot. Pi.
got is on foot. But who is that mounted officer.
Have Won not seen him before. Oh. that is
Major Pitcairn. How he c~aricoles upon his
horse. But see; he told the damned rebels to
dispersc--hc reels in his saddlc--he is shot.
lIo will no longer dcnounce the rebels. His
British insolence has made him a mark. And
so perish the hereditary foes to human freedom.
But what a row there is! Stalwart and stolip
men in the livery Of war. with bloated faces, brr-
ttlity marking every feature, encounter the far
mers of New England. The British, covered by
their artillery. with muskct and bayonet-and
they have been trained to USE them both-arc for
4 time beaten back by the clubbed guns of the
New Englandcrs.
Charleston is a peninsula mothers and chill
dren must make their best escape from the blaze
of wooden buildings. The Charleston neck is
rakcd by the fire from the British men Of war
lettIiey do escape.
We must now return to Cops Hill. The
blazing town. the staggering charge OF the Brit
ish troops make a scene. But how rapidly pal
pitatc the hearts oi,hose. who from the steeples
and heights Of Boston anKiously watch the con-
tiict'
Its late in the afternoon. Who is that haugh-
" man who springs from a boat? All make way
for him. vet no one drrcs to address him. 1t is
| the first time that Sir william Howe has been
! I'tliIl. a. am - NJ D VIZ iibN~t , ll'-
chemically and without thought he plucks a leaf
from tn. alocs in the garden, and with the leaf
he instinctiyelv shades his face, as his boot CRATES
upon the frce>tonr steps Of the Province House.
The doors open wite-obsequious servants greet
r him. His spurs rlttlr upon the staircase. a SER
want enters with silver tray ; the lemonade and
the wine are di-regarded he presses his hand to
his brow. and c~Xcliins send me the orderly."-
To the orderly. Inform the Earl OF Balcarras l
wish to see him"
Sir William throws himself upon the couch
he starts-he rings the brll-the servant enters.
Present Sir William I!owc's compliments to
General Blrgoyne. and say General Howe wish
es to see him" H. starts from his couch. He
= looks ont upon the pleasant garden. The bell of
. the old South announces eight o'clock.
/ A young man, dressed in the extremity of the
then fashion, enters the room. He filings him
%selfin,o an arm chair-lookS at IIowc-catches
n lis eve, and says: "Sir William, those fellows
did pound harder than we expected they would"
The reply is: Your lOrd-hip is disposed to be
pleasant. This days work may deprive Us of
- the colonies and, with Your lord>hip', leave, |
:, am not disposed to Jest upon the subject But,
~ Sir William, we did our duty. and these Yankee
fellows did theirs. We pounded them very hard,
:, and they pounded Us. But my throat is a. dusty
rs Piccadlly suppose YOU have some claret.'
:. The claret is brought in. Balcarras says he
feels better. But a cat-like tread is heard upon
&c the -tairs-the door is thrown open-a servant
" announces General Burgoyne." Sir William
s Howe seizes him by the hand. with an energy he
e. was not accustomed to. Burgoyne is impassive
' and to the loud and somewhat vociferous com
a. plants of the commanding General. his sole re
Spouse is a courteous bow-not one word cal
re Sir William Howe get from John Burgoyne.
" The Bri'lns occupy the ground on Breeds hill
They are the yau4ujshed victor, OF the seven
70 teenth ofJune. But two more such victorie
~ and we are r4ined.' is the feeling of the Britis
~ officers, and many Of them give expression to tn
:" feeling.
:, But in the American camp at Cambridge an
Wv Mediord, although their hospitals are filled wit
wounded men, and although they miss many
e stern republican who, fighting for his country
81 good. has fallen under TIE are Of hireling gun,
Tvs yet see with What erect and irn tread those sta
~ wart farmers, with the resolution that ! goo
conscience only can give, go to attend 4 counc
~ OF war. They are not verscd in poetry, but hoy
admirably they illustrate the truth of the grea
FL Bard, Thrice is he armed who hath his quarre
Just"
~ The council is over-and what is the result
duics et decOrtM est pro pG'riI mari. And tn
VI Britons have to translate and appreciate this sci
sc timent.
IL Let Us change the scene. We are in Boston
The roll ofthe drum calls the troops to parade
- Battalion- that ON the 10th of June responded I
A. this call with eight hundred men, nov music
:" ninety. But still pride, ambition and seryitud
w obscure the Briton'> vision, at this day. in 1916
nc they remember Bunkcr's Hill but then, in III!
they could not understand the words of one {
the best Britous who ever lived. Algernon Sidne,
TO which words are the motto of the first state i
RI New England--"EHs Peit pilcjdam sub liJeta
>l y~.ltf.Ht.'