Orleans independent standard. [volume] (Irasburgh, Vt.) 1856-1871, 1857-08-28

some CLEANS of sunlight fall-they light |
the golden tassel on the cap-they gilt
ter on the appraised sword-they illume
the dark horse and his rider with their
warm glow-they reveal the battery
you see it above the further bank of the
ravine, frowning death from every muz-
zle.
Nearer and nearer, up and on Never
heed the death before you, though it is
certain. Never mind the leap, though
it is terrible. But up the bank, and over
the cannon-hurrah At this dread
moment, just as the horse rises for the
charge, May turns and sees the sword of
the brave Inge on his right, turns again
and reads his own soul written in the fire
of Sacket's eye.
To his men once more he turns, his
hair floating back behind him, he points
to the cannon, to the steep bank and GER
tain death, and as though inviting them,
one and all to his burial feast, he says
"COMEw
They did come. 1t would have made
your blood dance to see it. As one man
they whirled up the bank, following
Mays sword as they would banner and
striking madly home as they heard thro'
the roar of battle, they heard it, that
word of frenzy, Gomez
AS one mass of barred chests, leaping
horses, and dazzling scimetars, they
charged upon the bank; the cannon's
fire rushed into their faces Inge, even
as his shout rang on the air, was LAID 6
mangled thing beneath his steed, hi:
throat torn open by a cannon shot, Sacke
was buried beneath his horse, and sever
dragons fell at the battery's muzzles
their blood and brains whirling into thei
comrades eyes.
Still May is yonder above the cloud
his horse rioting over heaps of dead, a
with his sabre circling round his fowin;
hair, he cuts his way through the livin,
wall, and says to his comrades-"Come!
All around him, friend and foe, wit
swords locked together-yonder tn
blaze of musketry showering the iro
hail upon his band-beneath his horse
feet the deadly cannon and ghastly cOrs,
still that young soldier riots on, for Tay
lor has said Silence that battery" an
he will do it.
The Mexicans are driven from the
guns their cannon are silenced, an
Mays heroic band scattering among th
mazes of the chapparal, are entangled
a wall of bayonets. Once more tt
combat deepens, and dyes soil in bloc
Hedged in by that wall of steel, Ma
gathers eight of his men, and hews h
way back to the captured battery. AS h
charger rears, his sword circles above b
head, and sinks blow after blow into Il
= foemen's throats.
=, To the left shout is heard; the Anne
leans, led on by Graham and Please
ton and Winship, have silenced the bs
" terry there, while the whole fury of t
Mexican army seemed concentrated
,r crush May and his band.
e. As he went through their locked ranl
d. SO he comes back. Everywhere his N
On know him by his hair, waving in da
masses his golden tinselled cap;
,e. sword-they knew that too, and VIII
he ever it falls, hear the gurgling groan
sal mortal agony.
on Back to the captured cannon he C
ith his way, and on the brink Of the raw
beholds sight that fires his blood.
,rn A solitary Mexican stands there, rea
to ing forth his arms with all the frenzy
oh brave mans despair; he entreats
nv countrymen to turn, to man the bait
- once more and hurl its fury on the
4 They shrink back appalled, before +
dark horse and its rider, May 7
ins Mexican, gallant young man, WI
,rv handsome features can scarcely be
,Le tinguished on account of the blood wi
oor covers them, while his rent uniform b.
inst testimony to his deeds in that days
nth mage, clenches his hands, as he filings
, curse in the face of his flying co1n
ace men, and then, lighted match in h
,ior springs to the cannon. A moment n
and its fire will scatter ten Amer
M soldiers in the dust.
Even as the brave Mexican b.
how near the cannon, the dark charger
.ass one tremendous leap is there, and
NOV sword of May is circling over his he
" Yield r' shouted the voice W
tbe only few moments ago, when rus
- os to the death, said" Come p
The Mexican beheld the gallant
that before him and handed Capt. Ma.