Fremont weekly freeman. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1850-1853, 1852-11-06
AFoar:h Of July Yarn,

Il was customary snme years ago in many
Of the inland town Of New England, to cele-
brate the Fourth Of July by sham fight,
intended to represent some one of the revolu-
Etionary battles, and Of course vietories-one
portion of the town people representing the
Red Goats, and another the Federal forces
Below we give the rich end of an account.
which we find in an exchange, of one Of those
celebrations. A little town had resolved to
perform "the surrender Of Cornwalis" Dea-
con Moses Jones, a wealthy, proud farmer,
was chosen to enact Washington. Squire
! Bier Wood. an aristocratic village lawyer,
to perform Corvallis; but to les the writer
tell his own story.
The programme efthe days performance
was as follows: The two companies were to
meet in front Of the tavern, on the common.
exchange'shots, skrmish a little-in which
Cornwallis was to be most essentially whip
ped. and then ingloriously Surrender.
| Ats O'Clock the two companies marched
into the village, and arrayed themselves into
lighting position reminding the spectator Of
the time when
"Brave Wolf drew up his men
In style most pretty.
On the plains nf Abraham,
Before the city,"
The two commanders were greatly excited,
and Washington, regret to say, was in any
way but fit condition to act out the great
part he WIS 10 perform. He had been drink
ing freely all the morning, and now when
the interesting ceremony was about to COM
mence, was so tight. or rather loose, that it
was with difficulty he could set in his saddle.
He however did not know but he was all
right, nor did his men. Cornwalis was not
intoxicated, but little agilated, or rather
elated.
Everything being ready, the companies ex.
changed shots. Bang! whnng! bang! went
the guns, while the Two commanders yelled
like SO many stuck pigs.
That's it, hic, nay brave boysl give it to
them, the sudaCious red COATS" beloved
Washington.
"On. Romans!" yelled the excited Corn.
once, and who had remembered the heroic
appeals of the Thespian belligerents:
"breathes there man SO dead that won't
fight like thunder. ?"
go it. Continentials! down with taxation
on tea!' beloved Washington in very pat
riotic voice, and narrowly escaped cutting
horses ear off with the flourish of his sword.
The fighting now ceased, the companies were
drawn up in straight line, and CORVALLIS
dismounted and presented his sword to
Washington.
"WclI, old boy," said the immortal, as he
cuIfed his horses ears with his coked hat,
"what'n thunder do you want?"
"Gen. George Washington" replied Corn
wallis, surrender up to sou myself, sword,
and men"
"YOu do. do ye." sneeringIy replied the
General
"Yes, General" said CornwaIlis, "the
British lion prostrates himself at the foot of
the American eagle"
Eagle! EAGLE" |" yelled the General. roll
ing of his horse and hitting tbs Briton Il
Itremenduos blow on the head with the fiat
of his sword; ''do you call me an eagle 90
Take that! and that! and Mqt!' yelled the
infuriated Washington; '.prs-haps you'll call
me an eagle Hgain, you mean sneekin' cussP'
Cornwals was doacn but only for mo-
ment, for he jumped up and shook himself,
and then, with an entirely unlocked for re-
cuperation in the part of fallen foe, and in
direct defiance of historical history, he pitched
into Washington like a thousand of brick,
duu III Spll6 W lh0 IiGH vi OOlu tStfcHSs 6uS-
ceeded in giving the "immortall" a tremen-
dous licking. So the day that commenced SO
gloriously most in-gloriously ended
For many years after the surrender"
there was coldness between the deacon
and squire; but as time rolled on, and their
locks become frosted ore with white, they
learned to call it a ioke." Both are living
now, and whenever they meet they smoke
and e,lk about "that ar scrape," like coup
LIE of good. Jolly old men as they are.