The Calhoun chronicle. [volume] (Grantsville, W. Va.) 1883-1984, 1900-02-20

IjNjlSysSyz> ~ 1914. That was
Wzz01N the time II n
9WUjIf>TI General Jackson
'W came to New Or
leans to save city which was scarcely
less frightened than Washington had
been before the British burned it; for
fifty OF the best ships OF war of his
Britannia majesty were standing to-
ward the city. They were bringing
English soldiers, who were mostly
veterans of the wars fought in Europe
against Napoleon; men who had de-
lied defeat; who were officered by
men of strategy and experience.
These soldiers had seen us run at
Bladensburg, and had burned the
city of Washington, rs you know, and
they despised us,
'M'sieur, General jackson will save
MS, said mademoiselle, who was the
prettiest girl Z, or any other man.
ever saw. Mademoisello Marie de
Maur, the daughter of titled emigre,
Comte de Maur, had but a sighting
opinion OF me-a simple New England
gentleman, captain of the poor
American artillery, as have said.
And you'll fight now, Captain
john" sho went on.
'What will You care?" said /, no
doubt showing her too much of my
feeling.
you'll fight because you are a
man-not because little girl down
here cares or not" She spoke very
good English, you know. And she
stamped her foot, and her eyes
flashed, and was jealous of a hun
dred fine young Louisianians.
Now one day shortly after this 1
was on leave, visiting my friend,
Major VALERIE, at his plantation; and
was there for no other reason in
the world than that the Comte de
Maur's plantation was near by. |
had not been singed enough by the
fire. And we were talking, after
breakfast-the two Valleres and I,
John Fairbank, OF how weak our de-
fences were, with nothing at the
Balise, and only the poor little fort
OF Petites CoquiIlea.
We were rather gloomy, I can as
sure you, when the little, thin mulatto
butler entered, trembling like an
aspen. The English" he said,
The English"
We had hardly risen before we
heard them; they bad stolen n march
on us. Some negro fishermen had
shown them the unused bayou, and
here they were, few miles below the
city. Thinking of that, / remember
We were desperate and / know Maio,
Fallcre looked Al ont like hunted
fox. Imagine the scene, if you can.
OF that December day, 1914
The English officer who entered
was very courteous, and fine younc
follow, at that. lie was sorry, but he
must shut us up, for we wouldn't give
our paroles. We were thinking oil
how General Jackson had said that he
would give these Britishers n COCO
battle; aud now this surprise mighr
- take away his chance.
Yet we're obliged" said the eide,
VALERIE, bowiug, as only gentleman
OF that family could, ''for your offer Of
paroles
The English lieutenant bowed back
rs courteously. Upstairs they took
us, in their hurry: and the major and
were put in one room together. for the
moment, I fancy We should he
separated when they had time, which
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