Battles -- United States; United States -- History, Military -- To 1900
A portion of the regiments of Prescott, Frye, and Bridge, and a fatigue
party of two hundred Connecticut troops with intrenching tools,
paraded in the Cambridge camp at six o’clock in the evening. They were
furnished with packs and blankets, and ordered to take provisions for
twenty-four hours. Samuel Gridley’s company of artillery joined them,
and the Connecticut troops were placed under the command of Thomas
Knowlton, a captain in Putnam’s regiment, who was afterward killed in
the battle on Harlem Heights. After an impressive prayer from the lips
of President Langdon, of Harvard College, Colonel Prescott and Richard
Gridley, preceded by two servants with dark lanterns, commenced their
march, at the head of the troops, for Charlestown. It was about nine
o’clock at night, the sky clear and starry, and the weather very warm.
Strict silence was enjoined, and the object of the expedition was not
known to the troops until they arrived at Charlestown Neck, where they
were joined by Major Brooks, of Bridge’s regiment, and General Putnam.
A guard of ten men was placed in Charlestown, and the main body marched
over Bunker Hill. A council was held, to select the best place for
the proposed fortification. The order was explicit, to fortify Bunker
Hill; but Breed’s Hill being nearer Boston, and appearing to be a more
eligible place, it was concluded to proceed to fortify it, and to throw
up works, also, on Bunker Hill, to cover a retreat, if necessary,
across Charlestown Neck. Colonel Gridley marked out the lines of the
proposed fortifications, and, at about midnight, the men, having
thrown off their packs and stacked their arms, began their perilous
work--perilous, because British sentinels and British ships-of-war were
almost within sound of their picks.
Officers and men labored together with all their might, with pickaxes
and spades, and were cheered on in their work by the distant signals of
safety--“All’s well!”--that came from the shipping and the sentinels
at the foot of Copp’s Hill. It proclaimed that they were still
undiscovered; and at every cry of “All’s well!” they plied their tools
with increased vigor. When the day dawned, at about four o’clock, they
had thrown up intrenchments six feet high; and a strong redoubt, which
was afterward the admiration of the enemy, loomed up on the green
height before the wondering eyes of the astonished Britons like a work
of magic. The British officers could hardly be convinced that it was
the result of a few hours’ labor only, but deemed it the work of days.
Gage saw at once how foolish he had been in not taking possession of
this strong point, as advised, while it was in his power to do so.
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