The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1872-05-07
BY THOMAS DUNN ENGLISH.

oeHeulCt AiAolu, tue tia1IuI, sSlih ueep III tn'
pit of shame,
Barsered for vengeance his honor, blackened fol
profit his fame; -.s
Yet nevera gallanter soldier, whatever his after
crime
Fought on the field Of honor than he in his early
time.
All! remember Saltwater, as it were yester
day:
Then first shouldered a firelosk, and set ou
the foemen to slay,
The country was up all around us, racing and
chasing Burgoyne,
And had gone cut with my neighbors, Gates
and his forces to join.
Marched we with Poor and with Learned ready
and eager to fight;
There stood the foemen before us, cannon ant
men on the height,
Onward we trod with no shouting, forbidden
to fire vi the word;
As silent their long line of scarlet-not one o
then whispered or stirred.
Suddenly then from among them smoke rose ant
spread on the breeze;
Grapeshet few over us sharply, cutting the
limbs from the trees;
But onward we pressed till the order of Ciley
fell full on the ear;
Then We lsveled our pieces and fired them, and
rushed up the slope with sheer.
Fiercely we charged on their center, and beat
back the stout grenadiers,
And wounded the brave Major Ackland, and
grappled the swart cannoniers;
Five times we captured their cannons, and five
times they took them again;
But the sixth time we had them we kept them
and with them share of their men
Our colonel who led US dismounted. high on
cannon he sprang-
Over the noise of our shouting clearly his joy
Gus words rang:
"These are our own brazen beautiesl Here to
Americas cause
I dedicate each. and to freedom,-foe. to King
George and his laws!'
Worn as we were with the struggle, wounded
and bleeding and sore, .
Some stood all pale and exhausted; some lay
there stiff in their gore;
And round through the mass went murmur,
that grew to whispering clear,
And then to rsproaches outspoken-"If General
Arnold were here"
For Gates, in his folly and envy, had given the
chief no commend,
And far in the rear some had seen him horseless
and moodily stand,
Knitting his forehead in anger, and gnawing
his red lip in pain,
Fretting himself like bloodhound held back
, ~ from his prey by a chain.
Harkl at our right there is cheeringl there is
the rufle of drums
Here is the well-known brown charger! Spur
r. ring it madly he comes!
Learnsd's brigade have espied him, rending the
air with cheer:
Woe to the terrified foemen.now that our leader
is here
Piercing the tumult behind him, Armstrong is
out on his track:
Gates has dispatched his lieutenant to summon
the fugitive back.
Armstrong might summon the tempest, order
the wh;rlwind to stay,
Issue commands to the earthquake-would
they the mandate obey?
Wounds, they were healed in a moment,w t,wea-
riness instantly gone:
Forward he pointed his saber-led us, not
ordered us on
Down on the Hessians we thuudered, he, like
madmaa, ahead;
Vainly they strove to withstand us-rasing,
they shivered and fed.
On to their earthworks We drove them, shak-
ing with ire and dismsy;
There they made stand with purpose to beat
back the tide of the day;
Onward we followed. theu fsltersd deadly
their balls whistled free.
Where was our death-daring leaderY Arnold,
our hops, where was hef
He? He was everywhere riding! hither and
thither his form,
On the brown charger caresiing showed us
the path of the storm;
Over the roar Of the cannon, over the mas
ketry's crash,
Sounded his voice, while his saber lit up the
way with its fash.
Throwing quick glarces around him, ,reining a
mo nent his .teed-
"Brooksl that redoubt" was his order, "let
the rest follow my lead"
Mark where the smoke cloud is parting! see
where their gun-barrels glance
"Livingston, forward On, Wessonl charge
thsml let Morgan advanced"
Forward" he shouted, and spurring on
through the sally port then.
Fell sword in hand on the Hessians, closely
behind him eur men.
Back shrank the foemen in terror, of went
their forces pell-mell,
Firing one Parthian volley: struck by It, Ar
mold he fell.
| Ours was the day. Up we raised him: spurt.
ed the blood from his knee