The weekly Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1854-1861, 1856-03-27
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Grave men there are BY broad sautes
Grave men with hoary hairs; S
Their hearts are oil with Marion,

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that will ever be memorable in the annals Of
our country. Never had the fortunes of the
patriots been at SO low en- ebb at the south,
as between the defeat of Gates at Camden,
and the inroad Of Lord Cornwallis into
North Carolina. After the fall of Charles
ton, no time had been lost in overrunnipp
the colony. All organized resistance being
at an end, proclamation was published. in
viting the citizens to return to his Mejesty's
government, and stipulating for little more
on their part than neutrality. Large num-
bers, even Of the Wings, accepted these
terms; and bad CORVALLIS adhered to his
promises, then indeed might liberty have
been despaired Of. But the loyal leader
soon threw off the mask and required all
who had acceptedo Of the protection; as il was
called, to declare themselves openly on the
royal side in the further prosecution of the
war. Finding themselves thus basely de.
ceived, many few to arms, bat such, when.
ever captured, were executed as rebels
The fate Of Col. Hayne, who was put to
death in Charleston under these circumstan.
ces, was but type Of that Of hundreds oi
lesser note, who perished often without q
trial. W eus t
The war, meanwhile, was carried on with
savage ferocity against the Wings. Their
plantations were laid waste, their negroes
carried of, and their houses burned. The
seven vials of wrath were literally poured
out on South Carolina. Instances of cruel
ty without number are left upon record.--
One may suffice. An innocent QUAKE er who
took care Of sentrie's musket for few
minutes, while the soldier went on an err
rand, was seized for this pretended crime
and thrown into prison. His wife hurried tc
Jail to see him, She was told to wait a few
minutes and she should be conducted to him
With this brutal jest on their lips, the roya
myrmidons hurried to the mans cell, drag
ged him forth and hung him on the Jail win
dow, then, returning to his wife they led hel
into the yard and showed her hu ,band to her
auivering in the agonies Of death. But Goo
at last raised up an ayeDger for these ant
other atrocities. Suddenly in the heart o.
the oppressed district, there arose defend.
er, bitter, sleepless, unforgiving-seemingly
endowed with miraculous powers of intelli
gence-who dealt blows now here. nov
there, at points least expected,-and who D.
series of rapid successes, soon made hi
name terror to the British. Volunteer
focked in crowds to his standard. His bold
ness and gallantry filled the colony with as
tonishment and rejoicing. Wherever sur
prise took place--whereever a convoy wal
was cut off, wherever gallant deed WA
.unexpectly done, men said Marion had beef
there. ...~..... ..... .s.
Preston had succeeded in raising troop,fo
his name was an influential one in bis neigh
borhood, and he was soon one of Marion.
most trusted adherents. A man who is viii
ling to throw his life away on every occa
sion, speedily acquires the reputation of dar
ing and bravery. The country around tn
the Santee, which was the chief scene Q
his exploits, rung with the name>of our he
ro. Nor was his foster brother, sergean
in Preston's troop, and one Of Marion's acu
test scouts, without his share of renown.
Meanwhile the gay society Of Charleston
had suffered considerable dimunitions. Ma
ny of the royal officers were absent witt
their commands, and large portion of tn
gentry had retired to their estates. Amoni
these was Mr.. Mowbray, who secretly med
itated joing the continental side again. Kat
too, was absent with her aunt, at the estat
! Of the latter. EfSa #R ,vs. ~
To this place the course Of our story no,
carries US. Mrs. Blakely's mansion ha
heretofore escaped the visitation of war, br
within few days detachment under Co
Watson had halted there on it's march ,
Camden. With him came Major Lindsay
still an eager suitor for Kate. But scarceI
had Col. Watson encamped on the plant,
ton. when body Of Marions men, conspi,
uous among whom was Capt Preston, mao
their appearance, and daily harrassed tt
British officer, by cutting off his commun
cations, assailing his pickets--and, som,
times beating up his camp.
One evening Kate was sitting SEWN
with her aunt in the parlor, coaversing wi,
| Col. Watson and several of his officers, WI
were their guests. when the servant can
in to light candles. Old Jacob ss he W,
called, filled the Office Of butler in the fan
ly, and was quite a character He was
whig at heart, and cordially dsliked his mi
1tress's compulsory visitors. Having bee
his deceased masters personal servant, h
had thus acquired q footing of familiari
which allowed him to have. his joke even
the table where he waited. He piqued hin
self moreover on what herhougLt bis breet
| ing and fine diction. He was source
constant amusement to the British officer
who however, found him sometimes to ;
their overma,ch Ia fepartee. u I
] "Wyll, Jacob, what news" said Majt
Lindsay. "Any more rebels cnpturedi"
\ Old Jacob turned. bowed his head pr,
foundly. and showing his teeth ID, a bfos
grin, said: -'a @
aDars Il no news yet, sar, dat Know d
but 'spose dare will be some before mornin