Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1852-03-17

heart that trembled i'll her bosom, smile
an approval on the glorious cause he had
undertaken.
The moment approaches, wife of my
heart said he, when you must yield up
every domestic, gentle thought, and cheer
fully bear the cross which the need of
our country imposes. Heaven knows how
tenderly, how truly do love thee and
may the sacrifice | make in leaving this
my happy home, be the best proof of de-
votedness, and prove propitious to our
great cause!'
Go, Warren-go' said the heroic
wife, the fire of patriotism beaming in
her eye, ITO me you owe but love, which
you have paid to the uttermost; but to
your country, if need be, you owe life !!
and though in that life is mine entwined,
yet would I give up all to ensure my
country's weal!'
Fit wife for patriot said the lofty
Warren 'the thought of thee and thy
hearts desolation was the only obstacle
that intervened 'twixt me and my soul
cherished hopes: nobly have you an
swered me. Now, my oppressed, be-
loved country, am all thine own I
This heart-uttered aspiration was fitly
answered by distant shout.
'Ha they come so soon its well.
Ny arms, my heroine-my arms! One
kiss, my child cried Warren, 'and then
for a name that must endure! No drop
of blood shed in this glorious effort but
will be honored by nations tears re-
membered in a peoples gratitude. -
Snatching kiss from his sleeping in
fant. he hastily armed himself and, en-
bracing his fearless but fearfully excited
wife, cried, Wife of my bosom, let me
have thy benediction upon my work, or
I shall go but with half hearth
Bless thee-bless thee and thy cause!
she replied. Bear witness, Heaven. ]
would rather live upon the thoughts oI
thy renown with but the remembrance
of thy love buried in my heart, thar
share palace with an enemy to free
dom. Here, from my own hands, take
this instrument Of war Far better thus
than live to see thy child slave!-
| Farewell! May the God of battles pro
tect theer
, Not many hours after, the first confic
, which opened the road to freedom tool
place. Most obstinately was every foo
. of ground contested through the village
: At last, nearly cut to pieces, The residu
! of the detachment fed like frightene,
: sheep before the victorious army of pat
! riots, and the Battle Of Lexington was in
r scribed with pen OF adamant on tn
imperishable records of fame.
From that day the career of Ware
was one continued succession of victc
ries but never did he see his smiling
:. happy home again The destiny whic
g he had so ardently desired, awaited hin
:, Almost in sight of the Canaan ofFreedon
. he ratified his devotion to his cour
r. try by his blood. On the very threshol
% Of his hopes's consummation, with tn
- shout Of triumph in his ears, he yielde
s. up his life, encouragement on his lip.
BE frm,' he cried-'hinch not b
> hold your banners stand fast Yet ba
20 tie for the right!' and thus the hero
a Warren-his eye flashing defiance eve
in the moment of death-by his glorio1
> example, stimulated his living compa
70 ions to fresh exertion, and he close
, his eyes upon that ground which is no
- hailed as the landmark of liberty. II
- - last fight had settled the destines of b
ut country, and gave freedom to a worl
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