The Minute Boys of South Carolina : $b A story of "How we boys aided Marion the Swamp Fox"Otis, James
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The Minute Boys of South Carolina : $b A story of "How we boys aided Marion the Swamp Fox"
Otis, James
Marion, Francis, 1732-1795 -- Juvenile fiction; South Carolina -- History -- Revolution, 1775-1783 -- Juvenile fiction
“The plan of attack is this: You forty men will set off at once for
Georgetown, advancing with every care lest you betray to the enemy your
movements. Once having come as near the post as may be with safety
and secrecy, you will divide, one passing to the right and the other
to the left, until having gained positions nearly opposite on either
side of the camp. If while executing this manœuvre you find that there
has been any material change in the post, such as reinforcements, or
the throwing up of breastworks, messengers are to be sent back to the
main body at once. Failing in that, you are to remain in hiding until
hearing a single shot from the direction of this road, when, without an
instant’s delay, you will charge into the camp, beginning the attack.
It is my intention to offer you as a sacrifice, if so be one is needed,
to the end that you shall keep the enemy employed until the regiment
may fall upon him at his weakest point.”
Having said this the general turned away, Captain Horry following; but
those who formed the hollow square stood in position, gazing at us as
if hoping at the last moment one or more might grow weak-kneed, thus
giving opportunity for some of them.
“It goes without saying that we are to advance on foot,” Master Sawyer
said, addressing us of the two squads who were drawn up in line. “We
are to make our way around the camp over swampy land, and surely some
of us have had sufficient experience in trying to get horses across
such ground without needing more, therefore, because the advance must
be slow, I propose that we set off without further delay.”
We waited only long enough to get all our equipments, and while we lads
were doing this the remainder of the Minute Boys crowded around as if
to bid us good-by, but we would have none of it.
“Words of parting at such a time are not seemly in the mouths of
soldiers,” Gabriel said, as, his preparations completed, he strode away
to where the volunteers were already standing in line, and we followed
him, I for one thankful because he had shut off the leave-taking.
Proud and eager though I was, it would not have required much just
then to weaken me, and if, peradventure, I was going away from these
comrades for the last time, I desired they should remember me as one
who went forth to duty with a brave heart.
I believe the commander must have given certain orders to those who
remained, for when we formed in line the other portion of the “ragged
regiment” was at the opposite side of the encampment busied with
various duties as if they had no part in, or heed to what we were doing.
We set off in double file, Master Sawyer leading the way, and because
of the possibility that we might betray our whereabouts, word was
passed that no man speak during the march.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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