The Palatka news and advertiser., 1916-12-15

to continue armed resistance to the
British. Alike, to the fitful tide of
the Yadkin and to the patriot, Mrs
Elizabeth Steele, hostess of the Sails
bury Inn., is due the grateful remem-
brance of the nation they equally
helped to free.
The hoarse, uproaring river halted
the advancing foe with a stern,
"Thus far and no farther" The
sympathizing woman drew from be-
meath her apron two bags of boarded
coin and said softly to the American
commander: "Take these; you will
want them and | can do without
them.' The detected leader of the
cause in Carolina, touched by the wo-
mans act of devotion, placed his hand
upon the picture of King George III
on the nearby wall, reversed it, and
exclaimed: "Hide thy face, George,
and blush"
Heartened by these evident inter
positions of Providence, General
Greene resembled his scattered army,
resumed his northward course, and,
successfully evading Corvallis we'll
seasoned regulars" and Tarleton's
tireless troopers, completed his ia
nous Fabian retreat across the
breadth of North Carolina from the
south side of the Catawba to the far
ther side of the Dan River.
Here, again, woman to the rescue.
The waving of her handkerchief on
the opposite bank is the preconcerted
signal for the supposedly vanquished
Greene to turn at bay. Suddenly he
becomes the pursuer. The enemy is
by this time utterly worn out by the
dance Greene has led him through
painless woods, miry swamps, and
treacherous fords.
Backward, now, CORVALLIS is easily
driven across the same stretch of
muck and wood and stream, with Tar
Teton at his rear managing with diff
ficulty to keep ahead of Lighthouse
Lees pursuing cavalry, and out of
sight, except at night, when the
course of the fleeing British is trace
able by the glare of the pine torch
flambeaux carried by Tarleton's le-
gion to speed them through the dark
ness. Back he is pushed across the
same rivers, from Dan to Guilford
Court House (not Beersheba), south
of the Catawba. Only so much was
needed to force CORVALLIS out of
Carolina into the snare set for him
at Yorktown, in Virginia, by Wash
ington and Lafayette.
The retreat and the drive were but
the sequel to the battle of Kings
Mountain, few months earlier, in
which Corvallis left wing, under the
skillful Colonel Ferguson was crush
ed by unframed fronticrsmen, Indian
fighters and rough riders led by Col
onels Campbell, Cleveland, Sewer, Nc
Dowell, Shelby and other militia Of
ficers, against whose motley forces
Ferguson had boasted that all the reb-
els out of hell could not drive him
from his post.
What wonder after Kings Mountain
CORVALLIS was seized with dread of
the stark riding mountain men, in
fringed hunting shirts and leggins,
who could, at a moments notice,
"seize the weapon, spring into the
saddle and away" to the fight; and as
quickly disband when the fight was
over, disappearing as body, each
soldier going by secret paths to his
backwoods home to be lost to sight in
the seclusion of "Carolina's own,
great log house, a great hearthstone."
Not strange that the military tao
tician fled when no man pursued. On
every side he fancied there were en-
emies ready to spring upon him I'm
awares. No wonder that, in his toll
some progress in the rainy season,
over muddy roads and across swollen
rivers, by the time CORVALLIS reached