Licking Valley courier. [volume] (West Liberty, Ky.) 19??-current, 1912-07-18
CHAPTER XVI.
The Road to Philadelphia.

The Road to Philadelphia.
It must have been 10 o'clock, and,
IT, had slept at all, was scarcely
conscious of it. All about me the men
lay outstretched upon the ground, still
In their shirt-sleeves, as they had
fought, their guns beside them. The
night was clear and hot, scarcely
breath of air moving Here and there
against the skyline passed the dark
silhouette Of sentinel. There was no
sound Of firing only an occasional
football to break the silence Of the
night The wounded had been taken
to the field hospitals at the rear;
down in our front lay the bodies Of
the dead, and among these shone the
dim lights Of lanterns where the last
searching parties were yet busy at
their grewsome task, was weary
enough to sleep, every muscle Of my
body aching with fatigue, but the ex-
element Of the day, the possibility of
the morrow, left me restless. / had
received no wound, other than slight
thrust with a bayonet, yet felt as
though pummelled from head to foot.
The victory was ours-the army real
lied this truth clearly enough; we had
repulsed the red-coats, driven them
back with terrible losses; we had seen
their lines shrivel up under our fire.
officers and men falling, and the rem
nant fleeing in disorder. 1t meant
sSGin1ig rex tYis.s force outnumber.
ing us yet remained intact, and IN
strong position. Flushed with victory.
knowing now We could meet the best
of them, we longed for the morrow to
dawn so we might complete the task.
reviewed the vivid incidents Of the
day, looking up at the stars, and
wondered who among those | knew
were yet living, who were dead. /
thought of others in those lines Of the
enemy, whom had known, speculat-
ing on their fate. Then along our
rear came a horseman or two, riding
slowly. A sentry halted them, and
arose on one elbow to listen.
Lawrence? Yes, sir, Major Law
renee is lying over there by the scrub
oak"
got to my feet, as the first rider
approached.
"This you, Lawrence?" asked a
voice l instantly recognized as Ham,
iltons. you fellows all look alike
tonight. Where is your horse, major?"
Il have been on foot all day, sir"
l answered salutlng.
"Ah, indeed; well, you will have
need for a horse tonight. Vain
wright" turning to the man with him,
"is your mount fresh?"
appears to be, sir; belonged to q
British dragon this morning"
let Major Lawrence have him.
Major, ride with me-" .t
We passed back slowly enough to-
ward the rear Of the troops, through
the field hospitals, and along the edge
of wood, where battery Of artillery
was encamped. We rode boot to boot,
and Hamilton spoke earnestly.
"The battle is practically won, Law.
renee, in spite Of Charles Lee" he
said soberly. "0f course there will be
fighting tomorrow, but we shall have
the red-coats well penned in before
daybreak, and have already captured
ammunition enough to make us easy
on that score. Poor, and the Carolina
men, are over yonder, while Woodford
Is moving his command to the left
AT dawn We'll crush Clinton into frag
ments. Washington wants to send q
despatch through to Arnold in Phila
delphia, and | recommended you, as
you know the road He remembered
your service before. and was kind
enough to say you were the very man
You'll go gladly?"
~ should prefer to lead my owl
men tomorrow, sir"
"Pshaw! | doubt II We have more
than a sliirmish. Sir Henry will sec
his predicament fast enough. Ther
there will be nothing left to do. bu
guard prisoners"
every well, colonel; l am ready t
serve wherever needed"
"Of course you are, man. Ther'
should not be much danger connected
with this trip, although there will b.
stragglers In plenty. I'm told tina
Clinton lost more than three hundred
deserters crossing Camden"
Headquarters were in a single
roomed cabin at the edge Of rayine
A squad of cavalrymen were In front
their horses tied to a rail fence, bu
within Washington was alone, excep
for single aide. writing at rud'
table. in the light of half-dozel
candles. He glanced up, greeting u
with a slight inclination Of the head.
"A moment, gentlemen"
He wrote slowly, as though framin
his sentences with care, occasionally
questioning the aide. Once he paused
and glanced across at Hamilton.
! Colonel, do you know a dragon