Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1859-07-30
Battle OF New Orleans.
BY a HRITIsM OFFICER.

BY BRITISH OFFICER.
=, Dritlsh officer who was at the battle of
New Orleans, mentions an incident of thrill.
ing strangencss, and very descriptive of the
Western hunters, many Of whom, morcbad -
| the defence of Now Orleans as volunteers in
tho army under the renowned Andrew ,Jock
! son:
we marched, said the officer. in n solid
column of twelve thousand men. in n diront
line upon the American defcnces. IbclonroI
to the staff, and as we advanced. watcGcd
through our glass the position and arrange
mcnts OF our enemy with that intensity an
officer only feels when marching into thc
Jaws of death, with the assurance that wbile
he thus offers himself as q sacrifice To thc
demands of his country, every action. bc Il
successful or otherwise, will lie Judged with
most beartless scrutiny
1t was a strange sight, that long range Of
cotton bales-a new material for breostSSork
with the crowd of human beings behind.
their heads only visible above the line of de-
renee. we could distinctly sec their long
rifles lying over the bales, and the battery of
Gen. Coffee directly in front with its ercot
mouth gaping toward U.S. and the position of
Gen. jackson, with his staff around him
Dut what attracted our attention most WINS
the figure of tall man STANDING ON tho
brcastworks, dressed in linscy woolsov. with
Duckskin lcggins, and broad trimmed felt
nat that fell around his face, almost conceal
ing ms features. lie was standing in one of
.n1se picturesque and graceful attitudes pc
culiar to those natural men-,l,yeilcrs in +,
forest, The body rested on the left leo. on,f
swaayod with curved line upwards: tho
right arm was extended, the hand graspinm
the rifle, near the muzgle, the butt of which
rested near the toe of the right foot. while
with his hand he raised the rim of the Int
from his eyes, and seemed gazing from be-
meath intensely upon our advancing column
Inc cannon OF Gen. Coffee had opened upon
us ana tore through our ranks with dreadful
slaughter; b"twe continued to advance, nn
our progress. Al ---i ir-,".i
The roar of cannon seemed to have no ef
feet upon the figure standing on the cotton
bales, but he seemed fixed and motionlcss as
a statue. At last he moved. threw back the
hat rim over the crown with his left hand,
raised the rifle to his shoulder, and took aim
at our group. Our eyes were rvcted upon
him. AT whom had Ire lcveled. his piece
But the distance was SO great that we looked
at each other and smiled. We saw the rifle
Hash, and my right hand companion, as no
BILE looking fellow as ever rode ut the head
of regiment, fell from his saddle. The
hunter paused a few moments, without NOV
ing his rifle from his shoulder. then reloaded
and resumed his former attitude. Throwing
the hat rim again over his eyes and again
holding it up with the left hand, lie fixed his
piercing gaze upon us as if hunting out an
other victim. Once more the hat rim was
thrown back, and the gunraiscd to the shoul-
der. This time we did not smile, but cast
short glances Mt each other, to see which of
us must die; and when the rife again flashed,
another of us dropped to the earth. There
was something awful in, marching on TO GER
tain death.
Cen. Coffees battery and thousands of
musket balls played upon our ranks. We
cared not for them; there was n chance of
escaping unscathed. Most of us had walked
upon batteries hundred times more de-.
structive without quailing but to know that
every time that rifle was lcveed towards us,
and the bullet sprang from its barrel, one of
us must surely fall! To sec the cleaning
sun flash as the iron came down. and see It
rest motienlcss. rs if poised upon n rock, and
know when the hammer struck and the sparks
tew to the full primcd pan, that the messen-
ger OF death drove unerringly to its goal---to
know this, and still march ON. was ewful.
could see nothing but the toll figure
standing on the breastwork. lie seemed to
grow phantom-like, taller and taller, assum-
ing through. the snake the supernatural ap-
! pearance OF some giant spirit. Again did
he reload and discharge his rife with the
same unerring aim and it was with indescri.
bable pleasure that L bebeld, as we neared
the American lines, the sulphurous smoke
gather around us and shut that spectral hun.
ter from my gaze. We lost the battle, and
to my mind tue Kentucky riAeman contribu.
ted more to our defeat than anything else; for
while he remained TO our sightour attention
was drawn from our duties, and when at last
we become enshroudedih the smoke, the work
was completezwe were III utter confusion
and unable, in the extremity, to restore order
sufficiently to make any successful attack
AN impatient Welchman called to hi.
wife, Come, come, isn't breakfast ready
I've had nothing since yesterday, and to
morrow will be the third day p This /.
equal to the stirring housewife, who arous
CT her maid at four o'clock with "Come
Betsy, get up! Hero It's morning; to
morroWs' Tuesday, next days. Wcdncs
day-half tho week gone, and nothing
done yet"
AN old tar came down to the cabin o
Nelson's ship one cold, drissly day, will
some message, whilst Lady Hamilton wa
present. Seeing the cold condition of th
sailor, she asked which he would prefer
glass of wine OF a glass of brandy. "I
don't matter which," replied Jack "bu
If your ladyship pleases, / can be drinking
} the tyine while you are pouring out tn