The New era. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1865-1871, 1865-10-19

And only Marion baHd
LAY. but a remnant OF itself,
Within the low swamp-land
The cause was hid in darkness,
And few expected dawn,
Forstrength had fled, and fire was dead,
And even hope was gone.
Then spoke old Evan Shelby
To Campbell and Sever,-
Shall base marauders revel thus
And we sit idle here?
Up steep and stern Kings Mountain
" ent Ferguson, learn;
Should men take heart TO deal blow.
lie never would return
'.Out, then and scour the counties.
Our forces shall combine,
And, ready for the battle, cross
The Carolina line
Said gallant William Campbell
m with you there, old friend;
Though borne by numbers to the earth
We will not break nor bend.
Three hundred western hunters
volunteer to bring;
All loyal to their country cause.
Though rebel to the king
AL hardy western hunters,
Who serve for love, not hire;
Each prompt to mark the foeman dark,
And drop HIM when they fire.
Sewer was in their counsel
Three hundred l can bring
To meet these savage myrmidons
Of George, our former king.
Each man is firm and fearless
Each uses rifle well;
Nor sabre-stroke nor musket ball.
Upon our ranks may tell
From home or over ocean
They fear no naughty foes
Twas thus he boosted of his band
And | was one of those
Then word went out that Shelby.
With Campbell and Sewer,
Against the common enemy
Would lead the mountainccr.
With moccasins corled, (a) and rifles
New Tinted every one,
Right soon thousand brave and strong
" ere gathered ii Doe Run
TO them came Clevcland's forces.
When once they left the glen;
And mounted on their own good steeds
Rode sixteen hundred men. %
Campbell, rs chief commander
The centre column led
And with him Shelbys regiment,
With Shelby at its head.
The left was led by Cleveland,
The right obeyed Sewer;
And like the sky which bent o erhead
Each brow was calm and clear
Then this laconic order
Was passed both left and right
Tie orercoots, pick touch-holes, prime.
And really be J,or fgAtF' (c)
We neared where they stood waiting,
And cleft our force in three;
And then dismounting, to the limbs
Tied horses silently.
The centre up the mountain
Pressed eager to-the fight,
While round the base to gain his rear
The wings swept left and right.
In calm and deadly silence,
With firm and steady tramp,
On pressed our three divisions toward
The centre of their camp.
Then came their muskets rattle.
And my comrades at my side,
When had known for many years
Were stricken down and died
Uriah Bryne, of Black Fork,
A younger mftn than L
His hot blood squirting in my face
Fell at my feet to die.
And swarthy Robin Harper,
Whose house was nigh to mine.
Pierced by bullet, fell and left
wife and orphans nine.
And golden-haired John Bowen,
a boy scarce past sixteen
knew his mother ere his birth.
And few SO fair Eve seen.
A woman fair and stately,
W ho loved her usband well,
And mourned nor ever welded more
" hen he in battle fell.
She sent with Ms this stripping,
And thus to him She said
Return with honor to your home.
Or stay among the dead
~ You are the stay and comfort
OF my declining years;
That am 10th to part with Won
Witness these bitter tears
g But now these foul invaders
Sweep hill and valley DER,
Go! drive them from those mountains FREQ
Or see my face no more ID
And there saw his ringlets
Lie, bloody. on his cheek;
caught his eye and stopped to heEr
The words that he might speak
"a message to my mother,
If you survive the day
And say her darling son was still
The foremost in the fray.
. My spirit to my Maker
I yield, and trust that He
Forgives my sins for sake Of Him
Who died upon the tree.