The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1878-06-08
THIBODAUX. LM. SATURDAY, JUNE 8" 1878.
lhefe was no response in
words, but you should have seen
those horses culver beneath the


words. but you should have seen
those horses quiver beneath the
| spur and spring and launch away
Down upon the sol, with one Ter
rlbie beat, came the sounds of
their hoofs, while through the air
rose in glit'erlng circles, those
battle scimesars.
-Four yards III front rode Nav.
himself and horse, the object of a
Thousand eyes, so certain was the
death that gloomed before him.
proudly in bis warrior beauty, he
backed that steed, hair flowing be
meath his cap i'll massy curls upon
the wind.
| He turns his head his men
see his face, they feel the fire of
his eyes-they hear, not, men,
forward but men. follow! and
away, like an immense battle en>
gine, composed of eighty four
men and horses, woven together
by swords-away and on they
dash.
They near the ravine old Tay
lor follows them, with hushel
breath, aye, clutching his sword
hilt, he sees the golden tassel.
cleaning in the cannon flash.
They are on the verge of the
ravine, May still in front, his char
ger hnging the earth from be-
Meath him, with colossal leaps,
when from among the cannon
starts up halt clad figure, red
with blood, and begrimmed with
powder.
1t is Ridgely, who, to day has
sworn to wear the mantle of Ring
gold.
At once bis eyes catch the
light now well blazing in the eyes
of May. Springing to the cannon,
he shouts,
zone moment, my comrade j.!
and [ will draw their fire."
The word is not passed from
his lips, wnen his cannon spoke
out to the battery across the IA
vine. His flash, his smoke have
not gone, when bark /! Did you
hear that storm of copper balls
clatter against his cannon-did
you see it dig the searth beneath
the hoofs of Mays squadron 2
"Men, follow p Do you see
that face cleaning with battle
fire, that scimetar cutting it's gil,
tering circle in the air Z" Those
men can hold their shouts no long
er. Rending the air with cries
bark The whole army echoes
them-they strike their spnrs
and worried into madness, thei
horses whirl on. and thunde
away to the dreadful ravine.
The old man, Taylor, said after
the battle, that he never felt hi:
heart beat as it did then.
For it was a glorious sight t.
see that young man, May, at th'
head of his squadron, dashin,
across the ravlne, four yards il
advance of his foremost man
while long and dark behind him
was stretched the solid line o
warriors and their steeds.
Through the windows of tn
clouds some CLEANS OF sunligh
fall-they light the golden tasse
on the cap, they glitter on the up
raised sword, they illumine tn
dark horse and his rider witt
their warm glow, they reveal t.
battery, you see it above til
further bank of the ravine, throy
ing death from every muZzle.
Near and nearer up and on
Never heed the death before you
though it is certain. Never min
the leap, though it is terrible, Blu
, up the bank-and over the car
non-hurrah! At this dread me
, ment, just as the horse rises froI
the charge, May turns and see
, the sword Of the brave 1nge 0
, his right, turns again and see
, his own soul written in the fir
! of Sackett's eye.
!, To his men once more he turh'
, his hair floating back behind bin
he points to the cannon, to til
steep bank and certain deatl
, and as though inviting them, on
q and all, to his bridal feast, |
+ says {
9 "Come %
, They did come. 1t would ha'
. made your blood dance to see
l AS one man, they whirled up Il
: bank, following Mays words
t they would a..banner, and stri
i ing madly home as heard throue
n the roar Of battle they heard it.
S the word Of frenzy
+ "Come p
5 AS one mass of barred ches
leaping horses and flashing scil
II tars. they charged up he ban
the cannon's rushed into th'
S faces, Iuye, even as his sho