The Gonzales inquirer. [volume] (Gonzales, Tex.) 1853-current, 1854-02-18

the wolf they spgHng upon the nccks Of the
foe, and bore them down. by ono desperate
charge.
II was at this moment that Washington
came rushing once more TO the battle.
Those people that know but little of tho
American General who call him the American
Fabius, that IL general compound Of pru-
dcnrc and caution, with but spark of enter
prise American Fabius! When you will
show mo that the Roman Fabius had heart
Of fire, nerves of steel, soul that hungcrcd
for the charge, an enterprise that rushed from
the wilds like Shippack, upon al army like
the British At Germantown, or started from
ice and snow like that which lay across the
Delaware upon boards like those Of the Hes.
slams, Mt Trcnton--thcn will lower Washing
ton down into Fabius This comparison of
our heroes, with the barbarian dcini-gods of
Rome only illustrates the poverty OF mind
That makes il.
Compare Brutus the assassin of his friend.
with Washington, tho savior Of the people. -
Cicero, the opponent of n Catalinc, with Hen
ry the champion OF continent! What beg.
gary of thought Let us learn to be a little
Independent, to know our great men as they
were, not by comparison with the Larbarini,
heroes of old Rome.
Let MS learn that Washington was nc mega
tive thing, but all chivary and genius.
IL WINS in the battle of Brandywinc that this
truth was made plain. He came rushing ON
TO battle lie bchcld his men hcwn down by
the British; hc heard them shrek his name.
and regardless of liis personal safety, he rush
cd to join them.
Yes, IL was in tho dread havoc Of that re-
treat that Washington rushed forward into
the very centre OF the melee, was cntanglcd
IN tho cncmy's troops on the top of high
hill, southwest of the meeting house, while
Pulaski was fast sweeping OH with tho grim
smile, TO take one more bout with the eager
rcd-coats.
Washington was in terrible tlangcr--his
troops were rushing TO the south--thc British
troops came sweeping up the hill and round
hm.-whilc Pulaski, OH n hill some hundred
yards distant, was scattering parting blcs-
sing among the hortles Of Hanover.
1t was a glorious prize, this Mister Washing.
ton in the heart of the British Army.
Suddenly the Polnndcr turncd--bis eve
caught the sight Of the iron grey and his rider.
lio turned to his troopers; his lip wrcathcd
with grim smilc-hc waved his sword--bc
pointed TO tho iron grey and his rider.
There wns but n moment:
with QUO impulse that iron band wheeled
their war horses, and then dark body, solid
and compact was speeding over the valley like
n thundcf-bot from the sky--,lrco hundred
swords rose gliitcring IN tho glimpse of sun
iight--in front of the avalanche, with his form
raised to It's full height, dark frown ON his
brow, fierce smile OH his lip rode Pulaski
Like spirit reused into life by tho thunder.
bolt he rode--his eyes were fixed on the iros,
grey and its rider --his band had but one look,
one shout for Washington.
The British troops had cncirclcd tho Amer.
lean leader ALREADY they felt secure Of their
sprcy already tho head of the traitor Wash
!ngson seemed to yawn above the gates oi
Iicadon.
But the trembling of the earth in the valley
yondcr. What Goes itmcan?
That terrible beating of hoofs, what does it
portendg
That ominoi,s silence, and now that shout,
not OF words OF names, but that half veil, hall
hnrrah, which sliricks from the Iron Men. as
they scent their prey What means it aly
Pulaski on our track The terror of the
British army is ON our.wakc
And on he came, hc and his gallant band.--.
moment and he swept of the I,ritishcrs--
crushed manglcd, dead and dying they
slrcwed the green sod--~he had passed over
tho hill -ho had passed the form of Washing.
ton.
Another moment aud the iron band had
whcclcd--back In the same career of death
came! Rontcd, defeated, crushed. tho red
coats free from the form of George Washington
They cncirclcd him in their forns or oak.
their swords of stcci---the shout of his name
shrlcks through the air, away, 10 tho American
host they bear him III all n soldiers battle joy.
II was at Savannah that night eamo down
OH Pulaski
Yes, | SEQ him now, under tho gloom q,
night riding Forwards 10 yondcr rampnrts. his
black stccd rearing aloit, while two hundred of
his iron men follow NJ his back.
Right on, never looking to the right or len
as iie ti,les, his eyes tixui upon Tie cannon Of
the british, hts sword cleaning over his head.
For the last tin,e they hcarl that war esy~--
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his lofe,fcet resting on the caunot IL the enc.
my, whic his wartlorri,lrg arose In all the
psbts Of his form, his face lsstiicsi IL fash el
resi light.
The siasl, once gone, they saw Pnhski no
more i'nt they found him, yes, i,tneash the
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