The Life of General Francis Marion — John Locke — John Shaqi
The Life of General Francis Marion
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But to return to my narrative. -- Our commissions as captains,
were soon made out, and signed by the council of safety,
the 21st of June, 1775. As we were a couple of flaming patriots,
we could not bear to be idle a single moment -- marching, fighting, killing,
and taking prisoners, was all that we could think or talk of.
But as all this fine sport could not be carried on without men,
nor men to be had without recruiting; recruiting, of course,
appeared to be the first act and prologue of our play.
"But what shall we do for money, captain Marion?" said I.
"Why," replied he, "we must get it from the assembly."
The assembly was accordingly applied to, but alas! "could not help us
to a single dollar!"
I wonder whether posterity will ever muster faith to believe
that the grey heads of South Carolina, without a penny in pocket,
ventured to war with Great Britain, the nation of the longest purse in Europe?
Surely it was of him who pitted young David with his maiden sling and pebbles
against the giant Goliath.
But though the poverty of the legislature was enough to have thrown a damp
on spirits of ordinary heat, yet to a flaming zeal like ours,
it only served as water on a fiery furnace, to make it blaze the fiercer.
"Why truly, Horry!" said Marion, "this looks unpromising,
but we must not mind it my hero, I'll tell you what --
if the assembly can't help us, we must e'en help ourselves!
So come let us try what we can do on our own credit."
"With all my heart," I replied.
So away went we to borrow money of our friends in Charleston;
I mean hard money. And hard money it was indeed. The gold and silver
all appeared as if it had caught the instinct of water-witches, diving at
the first flash of the war, to the bottom of misers' trunks and strong boxes.
For two whole days, and with every effort we could make, we collected
but the pitiful sum of one hundred dollars! However, fully resolved
that nothing should stop us, we got our regimentals the next morning
from the tailor's, and having crammed our saddlebags with some clean shirts,
a stout luncheon of bread and cheese, and a bottle of brandy,
we mounted, and with hearts light as young lovers on a courting scheme,
we dashed off to recruit our companies. Our course was towards Georgetown,
Black River, and Great Pedee. Fortune seemed to smile on our enterprise;
for by the time we reached Pedee, we had enlisted thirty-seven men,
proper tall fellows, to whom we gave furloughs of two days
to settle their affairs, and meet us at the house of a Mr. Bass,
tavern-keeper, with whom we lodged. I should have told the reader,
that we had with us, a very spirited young fellow by the name of Charnock,
who was my lieutenant.