Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1854-12-14
FAYETTEVILLE, TENN THURSDAY,z DECEMBER IA, 1854

e zen wilderness of the Kennebec, th
f storming of the Lower Town, and th
d gallant and glorious combat at Sara
;, toga. ~
The hours dragged gloomily away
e and night came, and with it no res
a for the troubled spirit Of poor Nor
:, gan. The drums and flies merrill,
f sounded the soldiers dawn, and tn
r gun arose, giving promise of good
5 ly day And to many within th'
circuit of this widely extended camp
) did his genial beam give hope, ant
, joy, and gladness, while it cheere(
not with single ray the desparine
Leader Of the Woodsmen.
About 10 o'clock, the Orderly or
duty reported the arrival of an off
Ger of the staff from head quarters
and Lieutenant Col. Hamilton, the
Eavorite aid of the COMMANDMENTS
Chief, entered the marque.
BE seated, said Morgan; 4 know
your errand; SO be short, my dear
fellow, and put me out of my misery
at once. | know that | am arrested;
'tis a matter of course. Well, there
is my sword; but surely His Excel
lency honors me indeed, in these last
moments of my military existence,
when he sends for my sword by his
fayorite aid and my most esteemed
friend. Ah! my dear Hamilton, if
you knew what | have suffered since
the accursed horse came out to tempt
me to my ruiu,'
Hamilton, about whose strikingly
intelligent countenance there always
lurked a playful smile, now observed
Col. Morgan, His Excellency has
ordered me to-
4 know it, interrupted Morgan,
'to bid me prepare for trial; but
pshaw; why trial? Guilty, sir, gull
ty, past all doubt. But then,' recol-
lecting himself, perhaps my services
might plead NONSENSE against the
disobedience of positive order; no,
no, it's all over with me. Hamil
ton, there is an end to your old friend,
Col. Morgan
The agonized spirit of the hero
then mounted to a pitch of enthu-
siasm, and he exclaimed: But my
country will remember my services,
and the British and the Hessians will
remember me, for, though | may be
far away, my brave comrades will do
their duty, and Morgan's Riflemen
will be. as they always have been, a
terror to the enemy
The noble, the generous seuled
Hamilton could no longer bear to
witness the struggles of the brave
unfortunate; he called out, Hear
me, my dear Colonel; only promise
to hear me for one moment, and |
will tell you ALL
Go on, sir, interrupted Morgan,
despairingly, go on
'Then,' continued the aid-de-camp,
you must know that the command
ers Of regiments dine with his Ex-
cellency to-day
What of that?' interrupted Nor
gan; what has that to do with me, a
prisoner, and
No, no, exclaimed Hamilton; mo
prisoner-a once offending, but now
a forgiven soldier; my orders are to
invite you to dine with His Excel
Iency to-day at 8 o'clock precisely
yes, my brave and good friend, Col.
Morgan, you still are and likely long
to be the valued and famed Com
mander Of the Regiment
Morgan sprang from bis campbell,
upon which he was sitting, and seiz-
ing the hand Of the great little man
IN bis giant grasp, wrung and wrung
it, till the aid.de-camp literally strug-
yled TO get free; then exclaimed:-l
Am i in my senses? but | know you,
Hamilton; you are too noble a fellow
to sport with tho feelings of an old
brother soldier
Hamilton assured his friend that
all was true; and gaily kissing his
hand, as be mounted his horse, bid
ding the now delighted Col. remem-
Der three o'clock, and be careful not
to disobey the second time, galloped
to headquarters. 4
Morgan entered the pavilion of
the Commander-in- Chief, as it was
Cling with officers, all of whom, af-
ter paying their respects to the Gen
eral, fled off to give cordial squeeze
Of the hand to the Commander OF
the Rifle Regiment, and to whisper