Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1905-09-12


adversary. Striving to conquer the
started terror which the memory Of
his crimes had ever left him. in his
usual surly doggedness, he awaited
Bowen's approach. There was dead
ly struggle-the one fighting In the
energy Of despair for a life that had no
preparation for the future; the other In
revenge that knew no satisfaction
but life-blood and a determination to
sc nd the sinner to the doom he 80 rich
ly merited. The contest was short as
II was severe. Bowen, graphing with
his enemy, dragged him from his horse,
and blow from his broad sword
brought him bleeding to his knees.
There was an agonizing cry for mercy
as the guilty creature fell, and saw, In
terror. Bowen refining his horse to tram
pie him where he lay. The ear that
short time since would have answered
the call. so in sympathy with the char
tiles Of his own heart, was now deaf
to its cry, and trampling the wretch
beneath the hoofs Of his horse, Bowen
saw, without remorse the writhing
agony, heard the vain appeal, and as
the quivering mutilated corpse lay
still In death. shouted his triumph, and
calling to his men to follow, saw them
dash over the bruised remains Of his
mortal foe. and led them to the last
charge. Resistance was In vain, but the
uaconquerable spirit Of Ferguson re-
fused to surrender. His men were fall
ing on every side, and the success OF
his bayonets gave him barren ground,
which he could but for a moment re-
tain. Still, to be conquered by such
set Of half-naked savages, wet, dirty
and bloody as they were, from scenes
of that hot October day was too gall
ing for his pride, and he fought with
the desperation Of dying ambition, as
again and again he drove the patriots
to the foot Of the hill But Campbell
cries. Follow mel" and the wild men
of the mountains spring with a mad
denIng cry to the charge, as they an
swer the fearful daring Of their leader,
and Sewers sword Is seen glancing,
like gleam Of light, as he gallops, with
a clatter and crash, at the head OF his
men, through the devouring fire; and
Cleveland's excited appeals infuse new
spirit into his troops. as they charge
after him like semi-devils, as they are.
And Shelby, the able officer and impet-
uous warrior. brought his men up with
a skill and courage worthy Of him; and
the fiery valor of Williams, as he pass
ID unheeding through the iron temp
est. and with the chevalier gallantry OF
his nature. tossing his gun from him
as he saw Ferguson only with sword
and pistols, and crying II will have
single hand tussle with him or die,"
dashed on to victory or death. Charg-
Ing up the rugged hillside, they
drove the flying enemy before them'
with a strength and terror as prompt
and deadly as a bolt from heaven. 1t
was an awful moment. The destinies
of America were in these patriots hands
ana In6y KNEW u dilu iou6hh hNS
men and like martyrs. Foemen were
mingled hand to hand. Revenge and
patriotism on the one hand-rage and
despair on the other. From the thick
haze of curling smoke. arose now
loud and fierce huzza: now a yell OF
terror-now a cry Of triumph mingled
with groans and shrieks Of anguish.
Occasionally might be seen speeding
horseman, the twinkle Of polished steel,
or the stern face Of patriot, as the
flash of his gun for a moment illumined
his determined features. In the midst OF
the deadly charge, a white horse was
seen galloping rlderless down the hill'
he shrill notes Of that silver whistle
that had so often cheered the men
through the heat and burden Of that
stormy hour was silent there was q
cry of despair. yell for quarter. a tri-
umphant shout Of "the flag Is struck
and victory" victory" "victory!" re-
sounded from the mountain.
TO BIZ ooNTINunD.