But that memory had no power there in that hour there to depress me―

No! it stirred within my spirit fiercer ire;

And I gripped my sword-hilt firmer, and my arm and heart grew stronger;

And I longed to meet the wronger on the sea of steel and fire.

On they came, our might disdaining, where the raining bullets leaden

Pattered fast from scattered rifles on each wing; Here and there went down a foeman, and the ground

began to redden;

And they drew them back a moment, like the tiger ere his spring.

Then said Morgan, "Ball and powder kill much prouder men than George's;

On your rifles and a careful aim rely.

They were trained in many battles-we in workshops, fields, and forges;

But we have our homes to fight for, and we do not

fear to die."

Though our leader's words we cheered not, yet we

feared not; we awaited,

Strong of heart, the threatened onset, and it came:

Up the sloping hill-side swiftly rushed the foe so fiercely

hated;

On they came with gleaming bayonet 'mid the cannon's smoke and flame.

At their head rode Tarleton proudly; ringing loudly o'er the yelling

Of his men we heard his voice's brazen tone;

With his dark eyes flashing fiercely, and his sombre features telling

In their look the pride that filled him as the champion of the throne.

On they pressed, when sudden flashing, ringing, crashing, came the firing

Of our forward line upon their close-set ranks; Then at coming of their steel, which moved with. steadiness untiring,

Fled our mountaineers, re-forming in good order on our flanks.

Then the combat's ranging anger, din, and clangor, round and o'er us

Filled the forest, stirred the air, and shook the

ground;

Charged with thunder-tramp the horsemen, while their sabres shone before us,

Gleaming lightly, streaming brightly, through the smoky cloud around.

Through the pines and oaks resounding, madly bound. ing from the mountain,

Leapt the rattle of the battle and the roar;

Fierce the hand-to-hand engaging, and the human freshet raging

Of the surging current urging past a dark and bloody

shore.

Soon the course of fight was altered; soon they faltered at the leaden

Storm that smote them, and we saw their centre

swerve.

Tarleton's eye flashed fierce in anger; Tarleton's face began to redden;

Tarleton gave the closing order-"Bring to action the reserve!"

Up the slope his legion thundered, full three hundred; fiercely spurring,

Cheering lustily, they fell upon our flanks;

And their worn and wearied comrades, at the sound so

spirit-stirring,

Felt a thrill of hope and courage pass along their shattered ranks.

By the wind the smoke-cloud lifted lightly drifted to the nor❜ward,

And displayed in all their pride the scarlet foe;

We beheld them, with a steady tramp and fearless,

moving forward,

With their banners proudly waving, and their bayonets

levelled low.

Morgan gave his order clearly-"Fall back nearly to

the border

Of the hill, and let the enemy come nigher!

Oh! they thought we had retreated, and they charged in fierce disorder,

When out rang the voice of Howard-"To the right about, face! - Fire!"

Then upon our very wheeling came the pealing of our

volley,

And our balls made red a pathway down the hill; Broke the foe and shrank and cowered; rang again the voice of Howard

"Give the hireling dogs the bayonet!"—and we did it with a will.

In the meanwhile one red-coated troop, unnoted, riding

faster

Than their comrades on our rear in fury bore;