. A gallop among American scenery; or, Sketches of American scenes and military adventure . he lines, coveredwith sharp abattis and water moat, I see the impatient Gaul,with savage ally, in ambushment, await their coming; theyadvance with desperate valor; they ford the ditch, hewthe sharpened trees with axes. In vain ; the balls, like hail,from unseen foes murderously destroy them. Their leaderfalls; hark! the bugle with melancholy wail sounds theirretreat. Again, Old Time, an interval; again red-coated soldiers !again groaning artillery! Look up ! the drapeau blanc hasvanished ; the meteor fl
. A gallop among American scenery; or, Sketches of American scenes and military adventure . he lines, coveredwith sharp abattis and water moat, I see the impatient Gaul,with savage ally, in ambushment, await their coming; theyadvance with desperate valor; they ford the ditch, hewthe sharpened trees with axes. In vain ; the balls, like hail,from unseen foes murderously destroy them. Their leaderfalls; hark! the bugle with melancholy wail sounds theirretreat. Again, Old Time, an interval; again red-coated soldiers !again groaning artillery! Look up ! the drapeau blanc hasvanished ; the meteor flag streams proudly from the flag-staff. Stranger, tis the Anglo-Saxons rough challenge thatgrufliy breaks upon thy ear. Long peace and silence, old father, now obtain ; thesentry sleeps upon his post; women and children play uponthe ramparts; but hark! what is it far in the distance that Ihear? The sound of battle! the fusilade of musketry, theroar of cannon! I see Bunkers Hill from light barricadesweep down her thousands; I see hurrying forward the hardy 128 LAKE GEORGE AND TICONDEROGA. 5ATTLE OF BUNKER HILL. husbandman with hastily-caught musket; the robed di-vine; the 3^outh; the old man,cheered on by mothers, sis-ters, tender wives, to strike For their altars and their fires,God, and their native homes. I see new Nations symbol—Stars and Stripes;—and—watch—Now, in the midnight darkness, through the fortress moat—how advance that fearless band of men ! Lo ! in silence theypenetrate the fortress centre. Hark! what voice rousesthe astonished officer, as, starting from his slumbers, hemeets, close at his throat, the bayonets threatening point? Surrender! To whom ? The Great Jehovah, and theContinental Congress! LAKE GEORGE AND TICOXDEROGA 129
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