Hugh Wynne, Free Quaker: Sometime Brevet Lieutenant-Colonel on the Staff of his Excellency General WashingtonMitchell, S. Weir (Silas Weir)
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Hugh Wynne, Free Quaker: Sometime Brevet Lieutenant-Colonel on the Staff of his Excellency General Washington
Mitchell, S. Weir (Silas Weir)
Quakers -- Fiction; United States -- History -- Revolution, 1775-1783 -- Fiction
“My Hugh is a big handsome fellow nowadays, builded to be of the bigness
of his father, but cleaner fashioned, from early use of his muscles.
He has the strong passions of these hot Welsh, but is disciplined to
control them, though not always. He is more serious of late, and has
thoughts which surprise me, and show that his mind has grown. I used to
think he was too abrupt with people, but he has a gift I have not--the
power to capture the fine ways which these French gentlemen possess, so
that nowadays he has quite lost the stiff ways in which we were brought
up. But this art I have not, nor ever shall have.”
Now all this is more or less true, and as I have said whatever was ill
of myself, I like to let another, if a too partial judge, say of me,
for the flattery of our blood, what may one day pleasure my children to
read.
On the night of the 12th of October our second parallel was opened by
Baron Steuben’s division, in which was Jack’s command. It brought us
within three hundred yards of the enemy’s works. Here our people, while
at the labour of digging, were greatly annoyed by the flanking fire of
two redoubts, one on each side, and lying nearly as far out to right and
left as were now our advanced trenches.
On the 13th Colonel Tilghman came to ask me to write the needed orders
for an assault on these two redoubts. He told me that Marquis Lafayette
had asked that his own aide-de-camp, Captain Gimat, should lead the
storming-party of Americans from the troops for duty on the 14th,
but Lieutenant-Colonel Hamilton had insisted on his own right to this
honourable risk, he being, on the day set for the assault, in command in
the trenches.
This officer, my lifelong friend, had, in February of ‘81, resigned from
the staff, of which resignation too much has been said. It in no
way affected the regard for him which our chief entertained, and the
occasion of his leaving the staff was not one, I thought, to justify my
friend in so doing, as indeed I made bold to tell him.
He had now written a spirited letter to our chief, claiming the right
of command, as he had that day the tour of duty in the trenches.
His Excellency, with his strong sense of justice, had decided in Mr.
Hamilton’s favour, and it was thus settled that he should head our
assaulting column, and the marquis have command of the whole detachment,
which was to be made up of picked men from the divisions for duty in our
works.
I wrote the required orders, and set them forth in the orderly-book. The
same day toward nightfall Jack appeared at my tent. He said his company
was selected to be of the assault, adding with a fine colour and very
cheerful, that here in a packet were letters he had writ to his father
and to my Aunt Gainor, and here, too, another--this with a little
hesitation--for Miss Darthea.
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