The Camden journal. [volume] (Camden, S.C.) 1836-1851, 1848-08-09
NUMBER SO.

agi,aled The bosom of that young soIdier---that
bosom which ere that hour on the morrow.
would be trodden under the ;hoof of The pantinp
war horse. Perhaps at periods, during thai
lapse of time, CLEAN Of the heart 4 sunshine nhiinm
hope burs, in upon him, and dreams Of future
glory, and glorious fame wreafh, which per.
chance might encirc!e bis fair, broad brow,
cheered him for the moment. ,.'''iy
But such though. passed quickly array. and
IN edarkness rushed in. Nerved up By a high
IMPULSE and strong sense Of duty, the young
soldier shrank not from that which he feIt was
before him. Itwas'his destiny who can war
with eestiny2 Who can roll back the mandates
Of fate-wh combat with the fat Of the On,rn,i.
po'enti who meet the cold surges Of death : sea
unshaken7 What human heart hath not qpuiv.
cred at the Premonitions Of an overriding Pro.
| vidence? ~ s'''t,'i.J ''Ps s's.t@fT
80 mrs 'r ~, Pei
The memorable morning of ihe 2sd came.
II was usherrd in BY the booming Of cannon
and the notes Of baitle. Many flags were I'm.
fnrled, and waved proudly In the breeze many
gallant hearts heat quicker; many ipranciner
war horse snuffid the air. and chanped his bit
itnpaIient!y for the deadly melee; many gay
i,lhmrs nodded over the undaun,ed brows. ma.
ny eyes flashed with the fercer FIRE of conflict;
many swords irapt simultaneously from from their
>hea'hs, and CLEANED Ii the beam. of the new
risen s,ln. 'l' i''f'''l7@ iH7.''''3 p5s es'sfs
Taylor. the, man Of iron nerves, looked calm.
y, proudly upon the scene, and his steady hand
guided The ,torm of war. Then came wnat no
pen may describs. no mirds conceive, no eye
Look upon without emotion-the terrible roar
"t artillery, the rattle Of small arms, the clash
of'words-'hr' charge, blood the death shout
groans and death. 49, ar 20 "a ," ~.
Many human being. fell, and many an Sol soul,
went up TO God from that bloody ground. May
many years pass. before such a scene shall be
enacted again. Man met his fellow man. to
tear away at his heart, and roll together in the
death struggle beneath the iron hoo6s Of re.
morsey chargers.
Bravely The American hearts did their derooir.
upon that dreadful day-a day of misery and
c"urage-and long will il be ere the LGURELs
won there, shall fade from the brow Of old
"RoUGH AND READY" but at the details Of that
period my heart sickrns. t',,2"'
The storm of death passed over. the smoke
"i battle was horne from the well contested field
the bird of prey came to gorge itself upon
human flesh, and God looked down in pity upon
The nonrnuI picture. 49,, l,.' ,,t'. sp,,'
The hody OF Lieut.. Col, was Fund where
the fight had been lhickest, muti!aied wiib nun.
hrrless bayonet thrusts; but tn" rigid fingers
.rl grasped the sword he had so galla1tly
welded. Many tears were shed over hi. man.
gled corpse; hut a grey headed and honored
sire and young ,eiie wept more Than ,hey, alb
The former would harter his proud name 10
ransom his gaan, boy from the grave. ,,,.,oo
Alasl j, may not he; like the less Distinguish.
I'd dead, he must 'bide his time" the resl,rrec-
lion morn Rsass se. e he naf aH5ds4A @ i " yh shs
troubous dream. ..,f.- -.