The national era. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1847-1860, 1851-01-02

the miserable hospital, sick from his wounds and
with chills and fever. Here, but for the kind at
tention and what he deemed the wonderful liber-
atty Of Captain Elliston, he must have died Of
want and neglect As il was, he recovered, and
Joined the army on its march for the capital city.
At the storming Of Chapultepec the gallant
Captain Elliston fell, and while supporting his
dying friend in his arms, Moore received rife
ball in his side, which stretched him on the turf
Captain Elliston was already insensible, and soon
died, but, bleeding and struggling in his agony
lay young Moore, trsmpled on by contending
foes, by the flying and the pursuing, till there
was q lull in the storm Of blttle-,ill its thun-
ders ceased and the fierce conflict was past He
was then borne, with hundreds of his fellow
soldiers, 10 temporary hospital, where he under
went the torture Of having the ball extracted
from his side; and when, on the day following,
the American army took possession of the Mexi-
can capital, our hero, exhausted and feverish,
made his grand eutres In . baggage-wagon. Lit
tie did he see Of the glory snd the triumph Little
did his sad heart exult cvsr a. saouts Of the
victorious troops when they poured into the Plsxa
Grande, and the star-spangled banner was hoisted
over the National Palace. To the hospital he
was again consigned, to wear away week after
week in lonely suffering and privation, such as he
had never known before. And this was his share Of
the glory and the spoils-the Compromised "rey-
els in the Halls Of the Montezumasp
| From this sickness Moore never wholly recov-
cred while in Mexico and so miserable was he in
body, and SO often wandering in mind, that he
had no distinct recollection of how he returned to
the city of New Orleans, on his way home with
the remnant Of his regiment. There they were
sscsafned SONG :.4Ss9 by illness, add asfsing TO
receive their wretched pay, but finally disem-
barked amid the shouts and enthusiastic cheering
of motley crowd Of citizens-Frenchmen Jews,
sailors, astboatmen, and negroes. Perchsnce a
fair Creole shuddered as she looked at them and
thought of their deeds of blood and sacrilege and
crossed herself like devout Catholc-or dark
brown Spaniard scowled at them from beneath his
shut teeth But all the most respectable citizens
all true American patriots, us patriots go de-
lighted to honor the bold fighters, MANNED, and
SICK and ill-clad, as they were-and all doubtless
felt, as their distinguished guest, the great Amer
lean statesman, had felt, when with youthful
ardor warming his chilled veins, and the old lior
rouesant in his nature thoroughly reused, he de-
clared that he himself "would like to kill ,
Mexican
Just before the steamer left the Crescent City
the friends Of gallant young officer came OF
board, to present him with On elegant sword, as {
tribute to his bravery. When the chief either
closed his aattering speech, and stepped fOrwart
to present the shining blade, 10! the hero hat
no sword-arm with which TO WELD it But h
grasped it in his left hand, and waved it over hi
head while his sunken eye CLEANED, and no
flush kindled in his sallow cheek, and deafeninI
shout went up from the admiring crowd.
Four days after this proud, animating scene
that young officer lay In his coffin, his one arr
lying across his breast, and that sword-oh
splendid mockery .-glitterng at his side.
ro BE CONTINUED.
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