Cedar Falls gazette. [volume] (Cedar Falls, Iowa) 1860-1895, 1862-09-19

cd upon MS undlScplined force which he no.
ticed was already beginning to sway from
side to side and back and forth. But even
at tn critical moment he was unable to re-
press the thrill Of joy which passed throug,
him, as he beheld the Hiliers, at word frem
their Gather coo''y and deliberately drawing
the'' long heavy swords. ......
"Would , God had hundred such Lit
tie Regimen ~ he said between his closed
teeth, 81 would"
The sentence was unfinished, for, at this
instant, at given signal, Tarleton's troops,
clapn'ng spurs to their stecds, charged with
fear IL fury. a ~.
For moment or so the militia tottcred
and surged, and struggled, and then break
ing, fled in wild confusion, thus leaving the
devoted Hilliers wholly unsupported. Nor
gan expected to sec the latter swept to the
earth and ridden down like reeds before the
tempest; but even lie did not know the Little
Regiment. QuailinS before the formidable
giants, Tarleton's men swervcd either to the
right or left of them, and thus threw away
their own advantage, which the Spartan
Americans turned to their account. In
voice that was clearly heard above the din of
battle the elder Hitler. as he raised himself
to his full height, shouted. ...'
"Closc up lads, close up! Our flag Our
flag forever!" -.. . - ....
Instantly he was encircled by his sons,
whose herculean excrtions actually kept the
whole force Of the enemy at bay. Determl.
cd however to take the rebel s ,ndard, Tar.
leton's men ragged wildly about their intend
ed victims, but as uselcssly as the storm toss
cd the ocean lashcs beetling the cliff Man
and horse sank to ear L. till at last their bod
les formed rampant within which "The
Little Regiment" wounded and bleed Ig
fought like lions. Seeing, at last that sabres
were useless, a British Dragon now drew
pistol, and lcvelng 1t at young Jo IN Hitler
shot him through the heart
"Ulose up lads, close up Our flag Our
flag forevcr!' again thundcred the father,
and the fearful circle was once more serted
and unbrokcn.
by this time Morgan had succeeded in
bringing up his regulars, and heading them
hi,hself, he rushed TO the rescue of the noble
ill But alas too late \ second of
"rhc Little Regiment fell, then third, and
a fourth, and a fifth!
'Back 10 back, Ned ! Our flag forever"
hoarsely commanded the elder Hitler, as he
saw his tith son sink at his feet.
For while More san's fierce assault attract
ed Tarcton's men. Like tigers did the pa
triotc commander and his handful of men
strive to cut their way to tie two environcd
heroes, and save them but fate had ordered
it otherwise, and the last son ling, the
father was left alone in the midst of his re-
lontless asSailants.
Still however the flag aoatcd proudly above
ne doomed hero, and still that glorious sw, Il
swept below its folds in many hord circle
aud still as frenzy took the place Of reason,
Hitler shouted in wild, hoarSe tones:
Close up lads, close up! Our flag Our
flag forevcrp
For moment the giant patrio! raised HIM
self to his full hight, whirlcd his sword alolt,
and delivered his last vengeful stroke among
his enemies, one of whom ne Glove nearly to
the saddle. Such was the force of the blow
that the blade snapped assunder, leaving only
TIC hilt in the hcro's hand, who casting this
from him sprang up, seized the starry ban
ner that nc had so longand 5ravcly defended
and vulsively wrapping it about him, sunk
beneath a shower of blows, exclaming with
a dying voice:
"Close up, lads, close up! Our flag our
flag forever!'
Unable to tear the flag from about the fall.
en- man, the British now turned their full at
tention upon General Morgan, who after a
desperate resistance was forced to fly. In
the course of the pursuit, however, the enc
my fell into irretrievable disorder, and ever
on the alert, Morgan taking advantage of
this, rallied his broken force, and charging
the foe totally routed them, thus re-winning
the victory which he had so signally lost
His first thoughts after the defeat Of the
enemy, turned upon the brave, but fated Hill
liers, and together with his aids he rode
back to the spot where the Spartan band had
fought and fallen. Surrounded by their vic
Tins lay the seven gigantic IIlliers, about
the eldest of whom was still closely wrapped
the colors which had been committed to his
care in the morning, now riddled with bull
lets, torn and soaked with the blood of its
champions. -. s..
AS Morgan gazcd upon the silent forms at
his feet, tears gathered in his eyes, and with
the words: {" Bury them side by side; and
above all, don't remove the flag from about
John; it is a heros shroud, and hero is in
it he was about to turn away, when one
Of his aids exclaimed: ..m
lie ices he Lies :" ..
groan and slight movement Of the
body proved this to he correct. a surgeon
vas quickly in attendance, who, after an ex-
animation, gave it as his opinion that in less
thah twenty minutes the life which still lin
gcred in the old hero would be gone
The group, therefore, continued around the
dying man, who revived so far as to raise him
sell on his elbow and exclaim: .
"Close up, lads, close up! Our flag! our
flag forever ~
This was his last effort, and spasmodically
drawing his spangled and blood stained
shroud closely around him he fell to the
earth corpse.
With the thoughts Of such sires and such
deeds as these Ii, az in our memories. is there
to-day, within the boundaries Of the land
which our fathers have bequeathed to us, is
there one American who ip his heart does
not love and vencrate the starry banner I'M
der which the heroes Of ZIG fought and died
Is there to-day in the wide cxpanse Of our
republic, one American, who will not exclaim
with the dying hero Of Cowpens:
"OUR FLAG! OUn FLAG FoREvER!"
THE masculine mind of Miss Charlotte
Cushman, exhibits itself in the following cx-
tract from letter written from her presen-
residence in Europe:
$ | only wish to heaven could 90 and be
A.