Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1905-10-24


meeting in vengeful wrath, he dashed
into the fray. Conspicuous by his
black horse and tall person, he was
fair mark for many a one that day,
but vet he was impassive to their shot.
Few men ventured to cross swords
with him: but like minister Of venge-
ance, his course was marked by track
of blood. Sometimes an adversary Of
greater weight or courage opposed
him, and for an instant his bloody
path would be checked. Then as the
foe fell under his unerring sword, a
hoarse laugh would issue from those
compressed lips and crying, God do
so to me and more also, II my righte-
GUS VOW is not redeemed" he would
again dash on with savage Joy, utter
ing his terrible cry Of "Tustice and no
mercy"
Tarleton fought with dogged valor,
thought now forced to confess 1t was
in retreat. His soldiers became un-
steady, and at every fresh charge he
found 1t more difficult for them to halt
and form regularly, and their retreat
also was much more rapid than was
consistent with good order. The panic
increased. Each individual seemed to
think it unanswerable that he should
be the last In retreat, and several
troopers set spurs to their horses and
fed outright. Others seemed inclined
to follow their example, and every mo-
ment the British officers feared the
troops would leave the field. The
tramping of the horses the groans or
the wounded, the continued fire or
the enemy, the loud shouts which ac-
companied each volley, made terrible
picture of blood and confusion. With
the composure Of deadly hatred, Bow
en- rode through it all. the death his
seemed to WOO, flying from
him. Suddenly, he wavered upon the
seat he had so rigidly maintained, and
clapping his hand to his side, the pal
lor Of death spread over his face.
What is it?" cried Davie, in alarm;
ARE you hurt?"
1--WE got my discharge at last ma
jor," said he gaspingly. God knows
I longed for It,"
He would have fallen from his horse,
but Davie caught him, and dismount-
ing, supported his faanting head.
Gracious heaven" said Davie, in
strong emotion; this is heavy ram
som for liberty. Speak my friend,
speak: tell me 1t is not so bad-the
wound is not mortal"
Thank God, yes" he said gaspingly.
Hush; do not mourn gor me-" he fee
bly, uttered as he marked the deep
anguish of Davies face. 'T have so
prayed for 1t, and just so on the battle
field, on your breast, my brave major,
my true friend" He pressed the
hand that clasped his. Il longed so
to give my life for yours. My Bessie
risked hers Thank God it will soon
be over now. My life has been dark;
so dark, since Bessie left me-"
The gasping utterance showed that
life was fast ebbing. The tide Of bat
tie had moved beyond them, and the
two friends were alone.
Major" said Bowen, after a mo-
merits silence, II lose you. Where are
you? All! know. What shouts are
those? Hark! do the red coats fly?
Then three cheers for victory; hur-
rah!" the last spark OF life lighting up
his glazing eyes. "Hurrah my lads"
said he struggling for fainting
strength. "Hurrah!" The shouts died
on his tongue. God bless you ma
ior," said he, kissing Davies hand.
Now Bessie, for you and heaven" he
smiled, loosed the hold which had been
staunching the life blood, and the gal
liant spirit of the wronged patriot went
to its reward.
The charge of the continentals had
been completely successful. The Brit
ish advance wavered, broke, and at
length fell back on the rear. Morgan
now ordered up his reserve. With
loud shouts, the brave fellows bore
down upon their opponents.
lone more fire. and make the victory
secure" cried Morgan.
The enemy were within thirty yards
when the final fire was delivered. 1t
was a terrible discharge.
"Charge!" thundered Morgan, lead
ing on his men with fiery valor.
"Charge!" shouted Howard, bringing
up his continentals. with fixed bayo-
nets
Onward, my boys" cried Washing
ton. as with his accustomed impetuos-
ity he bore down like a sweeping wind
upon the enemy.
Nothing could surpass the intrepid
ity Of both officers and men. They
rushed on in unshaken resolution, and
nothing could exceed the astonishment
of the British, at these unexpected
charges. panic was communicated to
the whole band. In vain their leaders
ende avored. by shouts and encourage
ment. to rally them. In vain they
goaded ard threatened. They could
not withstand these desperate charges.
"Hurrah my boys, hurrah!" shouted
old Morgan: "the day is ours. Down
with your arms and beg for quarter,
you scoundrels!"
Quarter to all those who will lay
down their arms" echoed Howard's
voice. high above the confusion. The
survivors of the boasted legion imme-
diately threw down their weapons, and
fell upon their faces. The remains Of
the British cavalry. with Tarleton. es-
capped though hotly pursued by Col.
Washington, who pressed hard on
them. Davie arose from the side of
his dead friend. and was about going
away to obtain assistance in order to
place the body in safety till the mo-
ment of interment, when Sewer ap-
preached.
Major. you are wanted in another
part of the field. Come with me i'm
mediately But who is here? Good
God major!-Bowen. Poor fellow.
At rest at last: but come-leave him
with the boys. You have done all you
could. The living claim you now.