Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1874-03-26
5, Wis. THURSDAY, MARCH 26, 1874.
And 50 they Nert on till evening.

And SO they went on till evening,
and still the battle was not done.
Then they fought by the moonlight,
until the night-winds sighed db6ut
them, and the skies wGpt still tears of
dew, and the fearful little stars glinted
down upon them through the moaulng
trees.
In the morning, it was found that
of the fifteen hundred archers Of Ehg-
land, there were living but ffty-three !;
and of the two thousand spearmen Of
Scotland but ffty-fve, and these were
SO weary and wounded that they gave
up the fight.
But there were seen many yet sad
der sights on Cheviot battle field, when
the widows and Orphans, the fathers
and mothers; ard sisters and young
brothers, came to Search for their dead.
They looked eagerly here and there /;
and when they found the beloved forms,
still and cold, and CHASTITY with red
death-wounds, there was weGping and
bitter mourning and many a cry of
despairing agony rung out on the dewy
morning air.
At length, homeward turned the
mourners, bearing their dead on rude
biers, made of birch and hazel branch
es. AS they passed slowly through
the shadowy wood, the wind blowing
through the old oaks and mournful
pines above them made a sad and sol
emn music and the young trees muir
INJURED aud trembled at their steps, and
flung down pitying dew-drops upon the
dead. The birds ceased their singing
till the procession passed by and now
and then a wild doe looked out through
the thick branches, and seemed, with
her soft, melancholy eyes, to sorrow
rather than rejoice over the brave hunt
ers, who would level the lance and di-
rect the arrow no more.
When it was told to the Scottish
King James, at Edinburgh, that the
noble Douglas had been slain at Chevi9t,
he cried, ''Alas; woe is me for there
is not and never will be such another
captain in all Scotland"
But when word was carried to King
Henry, at London, that Lord Percy
had been killed at Cheviot, he said,
''May God have mercy on his soul |
have hundred captains in England as
good as ever he was; nevertheless, [
pledge my life to avenge thy death, my
gallant Percy -
To fulfill this angry VOW, he went to
battle against the Scottish king, and
made the lives Of six-and-thirty of his
bravest knights, and many hundred
gentlemen and soldiers, pay for the life
Of the Percy.
Soon, the Scots avenged themselves !;
then, the English till it seemed that
there would be no end to the fighting
and bl0odshed, and sorrow that cam6
from that hunt in the Cheviot Hills,
most often called "Chevy ChacG.
For century after century, the descehn-
ants of the men who fought there were
at deadly strife and few, [ fear, were
as noble foes as the great Douglas and
Lord Percy. At last they forgot that
the first cause Of the Quarrel was q
dispute about the right to kill a few
deer, between two chieftains who were
reconciled in death3 and they went ON
hating, and robbing, and killing one
another fighting. all the while, in the
darkness Of ignoranc6 and superstition,
and fierce, wicked passions. But after
a while, God sent better day to Eng
land and Scotland,-a day of knowl-
edge and true religion; and by it's
light these men saw that they were
brothers, -hnng down their swords,
clasped hands, and we're at peace for
ever.-From Grace Greena0ood'S Bd[
lad Stories. O$good d; Co., Publish
ers.