The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1905-07-21

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of their remaining comrades and
of the French garrison, who
crowded the ramparts to behold
the scene, they were slowly roast
ed alive.
Goals from an adjacent fire
were first applied to various
parts of the victims body. Sharp
splinters of light, dry fine wood
were thrust into his flesh, and
ignited to consume and crackle
beneath the skin. causing the
most exquisite torture. His body
was scared with red hot gun
barrels; blazing brands were
thrust into his mouth and nos
trils; boiling whiskey was poured
in flames down his throat, and
deep gashes made in his body
to receive tue burning Goals.
His eye balls were gradually
consumed by the thrusts of point.
ed sticks or the application of
heated ramrod; and the warrior
was priced the most highly priced
who could furtherest prolong sen
sibility i'll his prey and extract
a renewed cry of anguish from
the wretch who had almost ceas-
ed to suffer, his weary soul hang
ing on his trembling lips-will-
ing to take its leave, but not
suffered to depart.
The last expedient was gener-
ally to scalp the poor victim, and
on his bare, bleeding skull, fash
gunpowder or throw a handful
of live Goals. Terrible as it may
seem, the human body will EN-
dure such torture for an hour or
more ere life ceases; consequently
the horrors of this awful night
endured until dawn, affording a
scene of miniature hell upon
earth.
the dark back ground of the
deep woods; the river Pickering
in the glare of a score of huge
fires kindled on its shore; the
shrieking soldier bound to the
stake. and mingling his mourn.
full cries with those of his com
panions, foretasting their own
woe, and to complete the picture,
a thousand naked savages, their
naked ghastlineSs made more hid
eouS by paint, yelling like fam
lshed wolves, and waving aloft
red torches or dripping toma-
hawks, blood crusted to the helve,
as with maniac bounds they
danced like the fiends of Hades
around the prisoner"
And shame to relate there on
the opposite shore frowned the
gloomy bastions of Fort Du-
Quesne, from whose ramparts,
with the fair flag OF France,
never more suilied than on this
occasion, heavily dropping above
their heads, Contrec9ur and his
brave garrison beheld unmoved
this awful scene.
DISMAY AT THE DEFEAT.
Such was the result of the
illstarred Braddock expedition
an expedition IRON which great
results had been expected, and
the destruction of which excited
universal horror throughout the
jl0nies. The shock was tire.
mendous, and even England was
staggered. In all the colonies
there was hardly entertained
thought but of the triumph of
Braddock. In Philadelphia the
warmer spirits eager to echo
back the first jubilant shout from
the western mountains. were al
ready talking about subscription
papers, and preparing to stir up
the stald old Quaker city with
bontires. But the cooler counsels
of Benjamin Franklin tempered
their ardor.
81 looked grave" he writes,
land said it would, | thought,
that it would be the best thing
to prepare the rejoicing when we
knew we should have occasion to
rejoice.
"They seemed surprised that
did not immediately comply with
their proposal. why, the d -l,n
said one of them, you surely
don't suppose that the fort will
not be taken?
81 don't know that it would
not be taken; but | know that
the events of war are subject to
great uncertainty"
Upon the members of the
Pennsylvania Assembly, the dis
astrous intelligence came with
double sting, when they reflected
how it would sharpen the Gov
erDor's invectives on their obsti-
macy and neglect concerning the
aid to the expedition which they
withheld. At first they would
not believe the astounding intel
ligence, and persons even insult
ed Mr.. Roger Morris on the
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