Spirit of the age. [volume] (Woodstock, Vt.) 1845-1913, 1846-12-03

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tanned place near The person of Bolivar,
as lieutenant of the generals staff,
The attack commenced Oh, it was a
glorious sight! those brave men, mounting
The rocks with steady march, in the teeth
OF the deadly and masked batteries. Rank
after rank was swept away by the fiery
hail, and still the trumpet sounded the at
tack
AT once La Tore and his grenadiers
emerged from among the rocks. Like a
torrent he bore down upon the assailants!
Back-back they rolled! Only one firm
phaIanx wilhstood the rushing stream. 1t
was the Irish battalion, and the clear voice
of O'CaIIagan rose high above the din OF
the fray.
Study, my boys! strike for the honor
Nv the green lsle!'
Strike for the name Of the three king
doms' cried brave Eng'ishman to his
counlrymen; back, and drive the Spanish
dogs to their kennels!l'
Strike for the glory Of the Stars and
Stripes!' shouted a Kentuckion, where a
small band, from Yankee-Iand, from the
middle States. and from the West. sus.
tanned the hottest of the assault.
As the rock wristbands the flashing wav.
es, the brave battalion kept back the adj
vadcing Spaniards. La Tore himself led
on his men, but in vain. Far down the
mountain fled the scattered Republicans,
III wild disorder But still the brave for
eigners, behind rampant of their dead
comrades, maintained the unequal bat.
lle
Bolivar, from a height, and surrounded
by his staff, surveyed the rout Of his ma
tive troops. He saw the battalion OF for
eigners make its gallant stand, and his
heart rev!vedagain. Forward gentlemen
to the rescuen shouted he, waving hi:
sword. and plunging from the height
Nina aud Fowler dashed after the gene
raj. They gained the ravine, Ccdeno met
them.
AN Is LOST
Back back, We cowardsr shouted Boil
var. as he passed the flying throngs; 'shal
The strangers archieve our frecdom?'
The scattered Republicans rallied a
the trnmpe,-tones ortheir leaders voice
Bolivar dashed forward, into the mtlec
followed by the animated troops. The
plain of TnaqniIIo presented one vast bat
ile.feld, Foot to foot breast to breast
the opposing forces fought, and disputed
every inch of ground. At once arusli-
a sweep-and the General was separated
from his officers. A Spaniard's sworc
waved over his head-a bullet struck the
neck of his horse, and the brave steed stag
gpred beneath his mas,cr.-Mlna sprung
forward, and a sabre-cut brought him tc
the earth The Generals fate seemed
certain; dozen bavonets were at his
breast, the hail Of musket balls fell fast a
round him.
TO the rescued shonted Henry Fowler
to the Irish captain, who, forced to re.
treat from the rocks, had just reached the
scene; 'Bolivsr Is in danger
Come on, thin,' was the response OF
O'CaiIagan, and together they plunged to
the rescue of the chief A timely stroke
IeveIIcd a Spanlard who had aimed his
knife al the back of Bolivar, and enabled
the General to mount the horse Of the
lieutenant Taking the fallen Nina in
their arms the Republican officers now
Tough, their retreat, while the enemy, ella.
ted with their success, pressed on with new
vlgor.
At once a trumpet was heard far up in
the mountains. 1t was the signal-blast OF
Paez, who stopping not to join the army
OF Cedeno and Anhnategui, had dashed
boldly on to disposscss the SpanIards OF
the heights. lake a hurricane he swept
at the head Of his wild NancrOS through
the dangerous pass The lrowning bat
teries stopped no, his course. On he dash.
ed, and the ierror-slrlcken foe fled far be
fore him |, was the blast of victory that
Bolivar heard in the mountains. The
bauIe was gained, and La Tore COM
pIetey routed, ere the COMMANDMENT.
chief was aware that PleZ had passed
him
A glorious scene, the plain o! Tinaqnil-
10 presented the morning after battle OF
Cara5obo. The host of La Tore were
scattered, and the banners Of liberty waved
from every height, that was crowned the
day before by the batteries Of the Royal.
lists.
Senior Am,ricono,' said the General; Il
owe my life to you, you are captain;
hencelorlh. be this yonr country, and Boil.
war your friend forever!
TO the brave Pace, Republican sold
iers, we owe this days victory. On the
field of battle make him Encouragement
OF the army oflibcrty.
TO you, brave, undauntcd foreigners,
can,inned Bolivar, turning to OCallaean,
aud the English and Irish troops, who were
drawn up behind the staff, For you, let
your brave band be forever called the
Battalion If Carabobo.'
A shnu, rose up, from the troops, and
The voice Of O'Callagan cried, long live
Bolivar
TO DE CONTINUED.
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