The Camden journal. [volume] (Camden, S.C.) 1836-1851, 1850-10-15

rof-T.W HuEy, Jacksonl,am. Lancaster Dirt.
S.H. RossER. Esq Lancast,rvlllr. SC
&C. McCRuaMEN, Carthage NC
We. MooaE. Esq.,, Camlcn. S. c.
AndPostmasisrs are requested to act as our Agents
TIE BATTLE OF KINGS MOUNTAIN
OR THE HERO'S REVENGE.
-AsTxLE OF wulo AND TORY WARFARE.
DGyou remember this day? 1t is the 7th Of
October, 1850, nearly two months after the de.
feat Of General Gates, and after the anni'ilaton
.of Sumter. Reader Of the richest history in
:the world-the history Of your own Revolution
can YOU have forgotten it? Has it been bu-
.ried in oblivious silence beneath accumulations
of more pompous events Have its lurid bat
Elements heen eclipsed by the meteoric splen-
dor. the glare of more gorgeous victories! Or
has the muse Of a continent yet found no son,
who would stoop to sing the stormy deeds OF
hunters fighting without flag, fed on parched
corn and receiving no pay but the golden coin
.ofconscience. aud the promise OF their country s
:good2 -,
See! yonder on Kings Mountain, table
enainence,. with alevcl at the summit, six hun.
.dred yards long, by sixty wide, lies the camp OF
Ferguson a hollow parailelngram of scarlet
uniforms, black muskets, and sharp bristling
steel. The drum rolls. The red cross flies
The aco,iri.ies are defended by monstrous IL
,tons of dark rocks. Veterans hardened in the
fires of d dozen campaigns, stand ON the noun
.tain'ston Its aKBlg s Monntain" 100! Who
shall think OF stofiNiiig It's steep sides!
We shall see present.
Look three parties are climbing over the
rocks ascending those old walls OF natures
handiwork, built dim, distaut centuries ago,
perhaps in the moraing ef creation. One moves
to assault the west end, another to the east,
while the third viii charge; the centre. Is it
rot q brave sight But you cannot see them
very well, for a veil Of mist shronds the noun
tain, through which the eye of the sun peers
pale, as if sick attlle cariuge about to be.
The approsch cf freedoms warriors is Gov.
cred BY the thin mist and thick trees, and even
now the black rocks aid them. Suddenly on
the three sides OF the steel and iron parallelo-
gram. nine hundred rifles roar, and nine hum
:dred shouts rise; and then q thousand English
.muskets answer back with hoarse tlunders OF
death s .-sE =
Ferousol, is not cannot be surprised With
furious calmness he attacks the assailants with
fixed fs,yonets, and forces them to retire. But
they only give d litae, aud Instantly renew the
combat. Every nassy rock becomes l! bate
ry-every pine. tree burns powder The marks
men Of the backwoods hold their bullets in their
mouths for swift reloading, and thus the torrent
of fire never ceases., The officers on both sides
fight like common soldiers. His more q whole.
sale murder than battle by rule.
But tell me-who are those two standing
foremost among the Tcnpesseeans on the wes-
tern edge Of tie mountain top. disdaining sllel.
ter, refusing to yield an inch of ground, defiant
of all Bntain's bayonets! Do you know them
the old man how dark is his silvor hair with
wars sable smoke how dim. looks the white
paper on the black guns nuzzle; heaven! how
beautifully it blazes now, as death rings tnrys
or tyrants funeral in every peal-with that
bold grandson still, as ever, beside him His
ewes flashed destructive joy, the matchless &c
stacy of the battle; and yet he is not satisfied.
He groans: "Oh! God of justice, where is Ma.
rvs murderer9 Shall not ind--shall any
other hand than mine slsy himi'
Now look on the other side of the mountain,
You behold a giant Of evil aspect in fiery red
hair. He leads q company of tory ritiemen.- =
They too are monntaineers, and do execution
rs fearful as the brother foeman of their own
land. who struggle fer it and liberty. That
captain is Tom Ben-the robber before the
war. and since the murderer Of Mary. Let
sbi,,, not cross the black muzzle feeked with
its snowy paper!
Still OF, goes the bloody work. Columns re-
-peatedly charge and break-form and charge
again. Campbell. Cleveland, Sewer, Shelby
and the gallant Lacy. rule Americas TIDE o
war, bursting up the mountain Gifted side
Ferpusun's blae eye shines like star, and Ion
Bells red face burns like a comet above th'
surging sea Of red coats
At length there comes turn, NFerguso,
shapes huge wedge-like column OF solid
cleaning, blood. od.dripping bayonets, and slow.
pushes the Americans in the eastern foot Of tn
eulinsnce.