The Hillsborough recorder. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1820-1879, 1852-09-29

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aud sinew stood firm. closed their ranks,
fixed their bayonets and charged upon
their opponents. The indicatlo1s now
are that the soldier State is safe for
the gallant cid soldier who has always
led the columns 10 victory. As one Of
the many indications We see. We copy
the following letter from Lieut.. Shields.
of Sevie. county, East Tennessee The
Knoxville Register says he els one Of
those who volunteered from Sewer
county to serve in the Mexican war;
was afterwards lieutenant. commits
stoned by Polk; fought in every battle
in the valley Of Mexico. was several
times wounded in battle, as the scars
on his body testify" He now 10 en-
thusiastic for Scott. Listen how he
talks about his old commander-his
words come bursting from the heart aud
communicates an electric thrill to the
hearts Of others:
Seyiersille, August 6, 1854.
Ts TIE EsrToR:--I learn by the
newspapers that some nan i'm " Little
Eentuck" has become very angry at
me because /, Democrat, should sup
port my old commander, General Scott.
| had supposed this was free country,
aud that man had a right TO vote for
whom ne pleased. The writer of that
article says that l am convert. In
that you are correct; was Demo-
crat, and at first felt like supporting
Pierce; but when | remembered the
trials and dangers l had gone through
with while under Scott, did not feel
that could do my feelings justice and
vote against him.
When l thought Of the long and
toilsome march from Vera Cruz to the
city of Mexico, when we were fifty
days in the heart of an enemy's coun.
try, cut of from all supplies, as well
as from all communication with our
country and friends, surrounded by
guerillas on every side; aud when you
heard Of US again we had planted the
star spangled banner upon the Halls of
the Montezulnas, and it was still aoat-
ing triuphantly in the breeze over as
brave an army and as noble com.
manier as ever went forth to battle /;
and when heard my brave old COM
mander abused could stand it no
longer. Well do l remember with
what kindness he visited the sick aud
wounded in that campaign, and how
he administered to their wants day
after day. l tell you, Mr.. Editor, the
officers and soldiers under his command
loved him. You, my brother soldiers,
remember how he visited the hospitals
in the city of Mexico, and how he ad-
minstered to the wants of the sick
furnishing each man with a shirt,
blanket, pair of shoes, and one dol
lars worth Of tobacco; and | for one
drew all these comforts and knapsack
also, as did all others who lost theirs
in battle. And now | am to be abused
because choose to vote for my kind,
generous, noble, and brave old COM
mander; and that too from man whe
fires from behind masked battery
and won't sign his name.
venture the man that has written
against me, and who is trying to tear
down Scott, never slept on wet blan-
ket; never stood sentry at night for
his country; was never put on halt ra.
tiens and hard crackers, and was me-
yer compelled to drink warm water, un.
less it was to work Oft a dose of physic,
But if am not mistaken, in Novembei
next we will give you a hasty plate
of Scott soup, that you will find warm
enough for your comfort, and the watel
of it shall be real Niagara water.
But | said the soldiers under Scott''
command loved him. You, brother
soldiers, remember when he was ar
rested; you remember the morning ht
left the army for the United States
and what was done shat day yes, eve
ry regiment marched round his quar-
tiers, clad with badge of mourning. il
order to show how they honored ant
loved him. You know we had order,
not to cheer; but one of the volunteer
companies was obliged to cheer ant
break the solemn silence. and chez
they did. This was company of sharp
shooters who took part at Vera Cru
and Cerro Gordo, and who did SO mucl
of the guerrilla fighting on the road t
the valley of Mexico. They were
noble set of fellows, and did their dut
to man. You all remember how slo,
and sluggishly we marched up the hill
that brought US in view Of the capital
before the battle Of Contreras, and, O
arriving at the top Of it, there was on
| old commander looking though his sp
!, glass and crying out to US as we pass
ed him: Boys, the capital, the capl
tai, the capital!!" MY felIow-soldiers
how did you feel in that houri Didn'
new life take hold Of your weary, toll
worn limbs; and were we not led o
from vietorv to victorv until Scott wa