Daily American organ. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1856, 1855-10-15

proved their breeding in this hour Of danger nda
despair and the rascally Tories saw that escaping
the rifle was but running into the "grape vine."
The regulars, with their bayonets, and the Tories
with their butcher knives fastened 10 the muzzles
OF their guns, charged on this closing flame with
the fierce energy of despair. In vain! The
mountain hunters, calmly but rapidly loading, and
deliberately aiming, each az his mark, sent death
messenger in every bullet. At every discharge
they advanced few steps, until there was one
narrowing circle of flashing flame cracking around
their devoted victims. At this moment the British
cayalry were ordefed TO mount. The order was
heard by the Americans. 1t was the very thing
for their rifles, giving a clear mark above the
bushes; and as each man throw his leg over his
horse he fell dead on the other side. Ferguson,
with galantry that seemed to rise with bis des-
perate condition, rode from rank TO rank, and from
post to post, encouraging cheering, and driving
ills men,
Al length he found his army pressed, and actu-
ally hudded together near the summit OF the
mountain. and falling as fast as the Americans
could load and shoot. He determined on one more
charge, and, taking his position at the head OF his
cavalry, and with voice that was heard loud above
the roar of battle summoned his, men TO "crush
The damned rebels into tho EARTH" There was
pause for a moment, and one round OF the Ameri-
cans was stopped. Instead Of the roar OF their III
was the serpents low warning Of coming DEATH
The pause was but for moment, when Ferguson
and Dupoistre horse and foot, burst like an ava
lanche down the mountains side. Before they
came within sixty PAGES of the American line
every rifle was loaded and under deadly aim. Fer
guson was in front, and fell at the first discharge
with seven mortal wounds. The patriots rushed
forward to meet the shock Dupoistre's regulars,
with set bayonets and sabras in rest, came crush
ing down upon them. Not Agincourt nor Greasy,
with all their chvalry, ever felt shock more fear
fnl than that but had the heavens rained British
bayonets IL would not have stopped those patriots.
The destinies Of America perhaps of mankind, de-
pended on their muscle. Like martyrs, they went
to the death--like hons, they rushed to the car
mage. Officer and soldier, with blood-shot eyes
and parched tongues, bounded upon the budding
enemy until their fierce glare and hot breath could
be seen and felt by the craven Tory and his bull
dog master and at the moment they were crouch
ing together for the last spring, wild, terror
stricken shrek rose above the battle-a yell for
quarter white flag was run up, arms thrown
down, and Gods champions shouted, Victory! !
Liberty!"
our good and wise men, throwing away with
scorn and contempt all the effetisms of antiquity
OF France and England, built up this glorious and
beautiful structure, within whose sacred precincts
we are still safe and strong and prospecting But,
nv conntrymen,- this form, this structure, they
gave us Is but the temple in which we worship the
living spirit which prompted them to build it. 1t
il, however, sacred, and let no daring or needless
step profane it. Applause. But, sacred as it
is--mghty for great good as it is--this Union,
glorious and blessed as it has been and is, is not
the holy of holes; this great confederation--this
union of confederate empires--these States--these
constitutions may be shattered into athousand rag
,nents-their ashes moy be scattered on the winds,
all known clements, forms and orders of our political
being may become extinct and forgotten-mould
and Jungle may hide them from the knowledge of
men, but that spirit of liberty which won these
fields and now makes them sacred to US, is OF the
eternal God, and win live and breathe and dwell
forever on the American soil. Enthusiastic cheer
ingl Let our children fight and tear each other,
liberty demands her libation Of blood. Let folly
and fanaticism and desperate wickedness arm Sec
ton against section, and pour out rivers of tears
aud blood our blood is as rich as our sres, and
will not die in the earth, but will spring up and
bear manifold in after times. We are the sons OF
sages and heroes. Let us be true to ourselves, be
true to our country be true to the God who gave
it to us, be faithful to the blood shed here by our
sires, and we viii be sires Of freemen as long as
the earth owns man for its master. Such, at least
is the faith and hope of the Christian and patriot
as he kneels on this sacred spot.
Mr. VIM G. Preston, the brother Of the orator,
was called out and in response to the call came
10 the front Of the platform. He spoke very
few words but the manner in which they were delv-
cred awoke the deepest feelings of his audience.
cannot, said he, do justice TO my sentiments on
This occaion. My excuse must be this crutch and
these gray hairs; but my heart-and, as he placed
his hand on his heart, his emotion became so great
that he could not utter another word. The vast
audience were deeply moved, and many could not
restrain their tears