Tales, Traditions and Romance of Border and Revolutionary TimesEllis, Edward Sylvester
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Tales, Traditions and Romance of Border and Revolutionary Times
Ellis, Edward Sylvester
Frontier and pioneer life -- United States -- Anecdotes; United States -- History -- Revolution, 1775-1783 -- Anecdotes
"I was at breakfast with my husband and heard that something was
intended. On the same day I expected Generals Burgoyne, Phillips and
Frazer to dine with us. I saw a great movement among the troops; my
husband told me it was merely a reconnoissance, which gave me no
concern, as it often happened. I walked out of the house and met several
Indians in their war-dresses, with guns in their hands. When I asked
them where they were going, they cried out: 'War! war!' meaning that
they were going to battle. This filled me with apprehension, and I had
scarcely got home before I heard reports of cannon and musketry, which
grew louder by degrees, till at last the noise became excessive.
"About four o'clock in the afternoon, instead of the guests whom I
expected, General Frazer was brought on a litter, mortally wounded. The
table, which was already set, was instantly removed, and a bed placed in
its stead for the wounded General. I sat trembling in a corner; the
noise grew louder, and the alarm increased; the thought that my husband
might be brought in, wounded in the same manner, was terrible to me, and
distressed me exceedingly. General Frazer said to the surgeon, '_Tell me
if my wound is mortal; do not flatter me._' The ball had passed through,
his body, and, unhappily for the General, he had eaten a very hearty
breakfast, by which his stomach was distended, and the ball, as the
surgeon said, had passed through it. I heard him often exclaim, with a
sigh, '_Oh fatal ambition! Poor General Burgoyne! Oh! my poor wife!_' He
was asked if he had any request to make, to which he replied, that, '_If
General Burgoyne would permit it, he would like to be buried, at six
o'clock in the evening, on the top of a mountain, in a redoubt which had
been built there._'
"I did not know which way to turn; all the other rooms were full of
sick. Toward evening I saw my husband coming; then I forgot all my
sorrows, and thanked God that he was spared to me. He ate in great
haste, with me and his aid-de-camp, behind the house. We had been told
that we had the advantage over the enemy, but the sorrowful faces I
beheld told a different tale; and before my husband went away he took me
aside, and said every thing was going very badly, and that I must keep
myself in readiness to leave the place, but not to mention it to any
one. I made the pretense that I would move the next morning into my new
house, and had every thing packed up ready.
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