Were I Homer and Shakespeare and Milton, merged1 all in one, I should still not know how fitly to depict2 the terrible scene which followed.
I had seen poor headstrong, wilful3 Cox pitch forward upon the mane of his horse, as if all at once his spine4 had been turned, into limp string; I saw now a ring of fire run out in spitting tongues of flame around the gulf5, and a circle of thin whitish smoke slowly raise itself through the dark leaves of the girdling bushes. It was an appalling7 second of mental numbness8 during which I looked at this strange sight, and seemed not at all to comprehend it.
Then Herkimer cried out, shrilly9: "My God! here it is!" and, whirling his mare10 about, dashed down the hill-side again. I followed him, keeping ahead of Paris, and pushing my horse forward through the aimlessly swarming11 footmen of our van with a fierce, unintelligent excitement.
The air was filled now with shouts--what they were I did not know. The solid body of our troops on the corduroy bridge were huddling13 together like sheep in a storm. From the outer edges of this mass men were sinking to the ground. The tipping, rolling logs tossed these bodies on their ends off into the water, or under the feet of the others. Cox's horse had jumped sidelong into the marsh14, and now, its hind-quarters sinking in the mire15, plunged16 wildly, flinging the inert17 body still fastened in the stirrups from side to side. Some of our men were firing their guns at random18 into the underbrush.
All this I saw in the swift gallop19 down the hill to rejoin the Brigadier.
As I jerked up my horse beside him, a blood-curdling chorus of strange barking screams, as from the throats of maniac20 women, rose at the farther side of the ravine, drowning the shouts of our men, the ping-g-g of the whistling bullets, and even the sharp crack of the muskets21. It was the Indian war-whoop! A swarm12 of savages23 were leaping from the bush in all directions, and falling upon our men as they stood jammed together on the causeway. It was a horrible spectacle--of naked, yelling devils, daubed with vermilion and ghastly yellow, rushing with uplifted hatchets24 and flashing knives upon this huddled26 mass of white men, our friends and neighbors. These, after the first bewildering shock, made what defence they could, shooting right and left, and beating down their assailants with terrific smashing blows from their gun-stocks. But the throng27 on the sliding logs made them almost powerless, and into their jumbled29 ranks kept pouring the pitiless rain of bullets from the bush.
By God's providence30 there were cooler brains and wiser heads than mine, here in the ravine, to face and grapple with this awful crisis.
Old Herkimer seemed before my very eyes to wax bigger and stronger and calmer in the saddle, as this pandemonium31 unfolded in front of us. His orders I forget now--or what part I played at first in carrying them out--but they were given swiftly and with cool comprehension of all our needs. I should think that within five minutes from the first shot of the attack, our forces--or what was left of them--had been drawn32 out of the cruel helplessness of their position in the centre of the swamp. This could never have been done had not Honikol Herkimer kept perfectly33 his self-control and balance, like an eagle in a tempest.
Visscher's regiment34, in the rear, had not got fairly into the gulf, owing to the delay in dragging the wagon35 along, when the ambushed36 Indians fired their first volley; and he and his men, finding themselves outside the fiery37 circle, promptly38 ran away. They were followed by many of the Indians, which weakened the attacking force on the eastern side of the ravine. Peter Bellinger, therefore, was able to push his way back again from the beginning of the corduroy bridge into the woods on both sides of the road beyond, where cover was to be had. It was a noble sight to see the stalwart Palatine farmers of his regiment--these Petries, Weavers39, Helmers, and Dygerts of the German Flatts--fight their path backward through the hail of lead, crushing Mohawk skulls41 as though they had been egg-shells with the mighty42 flail-like swing of their clubbed muskets, and returning fire only to kill every time. The bulk of Cox's Canajoharie regiment and of Klock's Stone Arabia yeomen were pulled forward to the rising ground on the west side, and spread themselves out in the timber as well as they could, north and south of the road.
While these wise measures were being ordered, we three horsemen had, strangely enough, been out of the range of fire; but now, as we turned to ride back, a sudden shower of bullets came whizzing past us. My horse was struck in the head, and began staggering forward blindly. I leaped from his back as he toppled, only to come in violent collision with General Herkimer, whose white mare, fatally wounded, had toppled toward me. The Brigadier helped extricate43 himself from the saddle, and started with the rest of us to run up the hill for cover, but stumbled and stopped after a step or two. The bone of his right leg had been shattered by the ball which killed his steed, and his high boot was already welling with blood.
It was in my arms, never put to better purpose, that the honest old man was carried up the side-hill. Here, under a low-branched beech44 some two rods from the road, Dr. William Petrie stripped off the boot, and bandaged, as best he could, the wounded leg. The spot was not well sheltered, but here the Brigadier, a little pale, yet still calm and resolute46, said he would sit and see the battle out. Several young men, at a hint from the doctor, ran down through the sweeping47 fire to the edge of the morass48, unfastened the big saddle from his dead mare, and safely brought it to us. On this the brave old German took his seat, with the maimed leg stretched out on some boughs49 hastily gathered, and coolly lighting50 his pipe, proceeded to look about him.
"Can we not find a safer place for you farther back, Brigadier?" I asked.
"No; here I will sit," he answered, stoutly51. "The men can see me here; I will face the enemy till I die."
All this time the rattle53 of musketry, the screech54 of flying bullets, the hoarse55 din28 and clamor of forest warfare56, had never for an instant abated57. Looking down upon the open space of the gully's bottom, we could see more than two-score corpses58 piled upon the logs of the road, or upon little mounds60 of black soil which showed above the level of the slough61, half-hidden by the willows62 and tall, rank tufts of swamp-grass. Save for the dead, this natural clearing was well-nigh deserted63. Captain Jacob Seeber was in sight, upon a hillock below us to the north, with a score of his Canajoharie company in a circle, firing outward at the enemy. Across the ravine Captain Jacob Gardenier, a gigantic farmer, armed with a captured Indian spear, had cut loose with his men from Visscher's retreat, and had fought his way back to help us. Farther to the south, some of the Cherry Valley men had got trees, and were holding the Indians at bay.
The hot August sun poured its fiercest rays down upon the heaps of dead and wounded in this forest cockpit, and turned into golden haze64 the mist of smoke encircling it. Through this pale veil we saw, from time to time, forms struggling in the dusk of the thicket65 beyond. Behind each tree-trunk was the stage whereon a life-drama was being played, with a sickening and tragic66 sameness in them all. The yeoman from his cover would fire; if he missed, forth67 upon him would dart68 the savage22, raised hatchet25 gleaming--and there would be a widow the more in some one of our Valley homes.
"Put two men behind each tree," ordered keen-eyed Herkimer. "Then, when one fires, the other's gun will be loaded for the Indian on his running forward." After this command had been followed, the battle went better for us.
There was a hideous69 fascination70 in this spectacle stretched before us. An hour ago it had been so softly peaceful, with the little brook71 picking its clean way in the sunlight through the morass, and the kingfisher flitting among the willows, and the bees' drone laying like a spell of indolence upon the heated air. Now the swale was choked with corpses! The rivulet72 ran red with blood, and sluggishly73 spread its current around barriers of dead men. Bullets whistled across the gulf, cutting off boughs of trees as with a knife, and scattering74 tufts of leaves like feathers from a hawk40 stricken in its flight. The heavy air grew thick with smoke, dashed by swift streaks75 of dancing flame. The demon-like screams of the savages, the shouts and moans and curses of our own men, made hearing horrible. Yes--horrible is the right word!
A frightened owl6, I remember, was routed by the tumult76 from its sleepy perch77, and flew slowly over the open space of the ravine. So curious a compound is man!--we watched the great brown-winged creature flap its purblind78 way across from wood to wood, and speculated there, as we stood in the jaws79 of death, if some random ball would hit it!
I am writing of all this as if I did nothing but look about me while others fought. Of course that could not have been the case. I recall now these fragmentary impressions of the scene around me with a distinctness and with a plenitude of minuti? which surprise me, the more that I remember little enough of what I myself did. But when a man is in a fight for his life there are no details. He is either to come out of it or he isn't, and that is about all he thinks of.
I have put down nothing about what was now the most serious part of the struggle--the combat with the German mercenaries and Tory volunteers on the high ground beyond the ravine. I conceive it to have been the plan of the enemy to let the Indians lie hidden round about the gulf until our rear-guard had entered it. Then they were to disclose their ambuscade, sweeping the corduroy bridge with fire, while the Germans and Tories, meeting our van up on the crown of the hill beyond, were to attack and drive it back upon our flank in the gulf bottom, when we should have been wholly at the mercy of the encircling fusilade from the hills. Fortunately St. Leger had given the Indians a quart of rum apiece before they started; this was our salvation80. The savages were too excited to wait, and closed too soon the fiery ring which was to destroy us all. This premature81 action cut off our rear, but it also prevented our van reaching the point where the white foe82 lay watching for us. Thus we were able to form upon our centre, after the first awful shock was over, and to then force our way backward or forward to some sort of cover before the Germans and Tories came upon us.
The fighting in which I bore a part was at the farthest western point, where the remnants of four or five companies, half buried in the gloom of the impenetrable wood, on a line stretching along the whole crest83 of the hill, held these troops at bay. We lay or crouched84 behind leafy coverts85, crawling from place to place as our range was reached by the enemy, shooting from the shield of tree-trunks or of tangled87 clumps89 of small firs, or, best of all, of fallen and prostrate90 logs.
Often, when one of us, creeping cautiously forward, gained a spot which promised better shelter, it was to find it already tenanted by a corpse59, perhaps of a near and dear friend. It was thus that I came upon the body of Major John Eisenlord, and later upon what was left of poor Barent Coppernol, lying half-hidden among the running hemlock91, scalpless and cold. It was from one of these recesses92, too, that I saw stout52 old Isaac Paris shot down, and then dragged away a prisoner by the Tories, to be handed over to the hatchets of their Indian friends a few days hence.
Fancy three hours of this horrible forest warfare, in which every minute bore a whole lifetime's strain and burden of peril93!
We knew not then how time passed, and could but dimly guess how things were going beyond the brambled copse in which we fought. Vague intimations reached our ears, as the sounds of battle now receded94, now drew near, that the issue of the day still hung in suspense95. The war-yells of the Indians to the rear were heard less often now. The conflict seemed to be spreading out over a greater area, to judge from the faintness of some of the rifle reports which came to us. But we could not tell which side was giving way, nor was there much time to think of this: all our vigilance and attention were needed from moment to moment to keep ourselves alive.
All at once, with a terrific swoop96, there burst upon the forest a great storm, with loud-rolling thunder and a drenching97 downfall of rain. We had been too grimly engrossed98 in the affairs of the earth to note the darkening sky. The tempest broke upon us unawares. The wind fairly roared through the branches high above us; blinding flashes of lightning blazed in the shadows of the wood. Huge boughs were wrenched99 bodily off by the blast. Streaks of flame ran zigzag100 down the sides of the tall, straight hemlocks101. The forest fairly rocked under the convulsion of the elements.
We wrapped our neckcloths or kerchiefs about our gunlocks, and crouched under shelter from the pelting102 sheets of water as well as might be. As for the fight, it ceased utterly103.
While we lay thus quiescent104 in the rain, I heard a low, distant report from the west, which seemed distinct among the growlings of the thunder; there followed another, and a third. It was the belated signal from the fort!
I made my way back to the hill-side as best I could, under the dripping brambles, over the drenched106 and slippery ground vines, upon the chance that the Brigadier had not heard the reports.
The commander still sat on his saddle under the beech-tree where I had left him. Some watch-coats had been stretched over the lowest branches above him, forming a tolerable shelter. His honest brown face seemed to have grown wan107 and aged45 during the day. He protested that he had little or no pain from his wound, but the repressed lines about his lips belied108 their assurance. He smiled with gentle irony109 when I told him of what I had heard, and how I had hastened to apprise110 him of it.
"I must indeed be getting old," he said to his brother George. "The young men think I can no longer hear cannon111 when they are fired off."
The half-dozen officers who squatted112 or stood about under the tree, avoiding the streams which fell from the holes in the improvised113 roof, told me a terrible story of the day's slaughter114. Of our eight hundred, nearly half were killed. Visscher's regiment had been chased northward115 toward the river, whither the fighting from the ravine had also in large part drifted. How the combat was going down there, it was difficult to say. There were dead men behind every tree, it seemed. Commands were so broken up, and troops so scattered116 by the stern exigencies117 of forest fighting, that it could not be known who was living and who was dead.
What made all this doubly tragic in my ears was that these officers, who recounted to me our losses, had to name their own kinsmen118 among the slain119. Beneath the general grief and dismay in the presence of this great catastrophe120 were the cruel gnawings of personal anguish121.
"My son Robert lies out there, just beyond the tamarack," said Colonel Samuel Campbell to me, in a hoarse whisper.
"My brother Stufel killed two Mohawks before he died; he is on the knoll122 there with most of his men," said Captain Fox.
Major William Seeber, himself wounded beyond help, said gravely: "God only knows whether my boy Jacob lives or not; but Audolph is gone, and my brother Saffreness and his son James." The old merchant said this with dry eyes, but with the bitterness of a broken heart.
I told them of the shooting and capture of Paris and the death of Eisenlord. My news created no impression, apparently123. Our minds were saturated124 with horror. Of the nine Snells who came with us, seven were said to be dead already.
The storm stopped as abruptly125 as it had come upon us. Of a sudden it grew lighter126, and the rain dwindled127 to a fine mist. Great luminous128 masses of white appeared in the sky, pushing aside the leaden clouds. Then all at once the sun was shining.
On that instant shots rang out here and there through the forest. The fight began again.
The two hours which followed seem to me now but the indistinct space of a few minutes. Our men had seized upon the leisure of the lull129 to eat what food was at hand in their pockets, and felt now refreshed in strength. They had had time, too, to learn something of the awful debt of vengeance130 they owed the enemy. A sombre rage possessed131 them, and gave to their hearts a giant's daring. Heroes before, they became Titans now.
The vapors132 steaming up in the sunlight from the wet earth seemed to bear the scent105 of blood. The odor affected133 our senses. We ran forth in parties now, disdaining134 cover. Some fell; we leaped over their writhing135 forms, dashed our fierce way through the thicket to where the tell-tale smoke arose, and smote136, stabbed, stamped out the life of, the ambushed foe. Under the sway of this frenzy137, timorous138 men swelled139 into veritable paladins. The least reckless of us rushed upon death with breast bared and with clinched140 fists.
A body of us were thus scouring141 the wood on the crest of the hill, pushing through the tangle86 of dead brush and thick high brake, which soaked us afresh to the waist, resolute to overcome and kill whomsoever we could reach. Below us, in the direction of the river, though half a mile this side of it, we could hear a scattering fusillade maintained, which bespoke142 bush-fighting. Toward this we made our way, firing at momentary144 glimpses of figures in the thicket, and driving scattered groups of the foe before us as we ran.
Coming out upon the brow of the hill, and peering through the saplings and underbrush, we could see that big Captain Gardenier and his Caughnawaga men were gathered in three or four parties behind clumps of alders145 in the bottom, loading and firing upon an enemy invisible to us. While we were looking down and hesitating how best to go to his succor146, one of old Sammons's sons came bounding down the side-hill, all excitement, crying:
"Help is here from the fort!"
Sure enough, close behind him were descending147 some fourscore men, whose musket-barrels and cocked hats we could distinguish swaying above the bushes, as they advanced in regular order.
I think I see huge, burly Gardenier still, standing148 in his woollen shirt-sleeves, begrimed with powder and mud, one hand holding his spear, the other shading his eyes against the sinking sun as he scanned the new-comers.
"Who's there?" he roared at them.
"From the fort!" we could hear the answer.
Our hearts leaped with joy at this, and we began with one accord to get to the foot of the hill, to meet these preservers. Down the steep side we clambered, through the dense149 second-growth, in hot haste and all confidence. We had some friendly Oneidas with us, and I had to tell them to keep back, lest Gardenier, deeming them Mohawks, should fire upon them.
Coming to the edge of the swampy150 clearing we saw a strange sight.
Captain Gardenier was some yards in advance of his men, struggling like a mad Hercules with half a dozen of these new-comers, hurling151 them right and left, then falling to the ground, pinned through each thigh152 by a bayonet, and pulling down his nearest assailant upon his breast to serve as a shield.
While we took in this astounding153 spectacle, young Sammons was dancing with excitement.
"In God's name, Captain," he shrieked154, "you are killing155 our friends!"
"Friends be damned!" yelled back Gardenier, still struggling with all his vast might. "These art Tories. Fire! you fools! Fire!"
It was the truth. They were indeed Tories--double traitors156 to their former friends. As Gardenier shouted out his command, these ruffians raised their guns, and there sprang up from the bushes on either side of them as many more savages, with weapons lifting for a volley.
How it was I know not, but they never fired that volley. Our muskets seemed to poise157 and discharge themselves of their own volition158, and a score of the villains159, white and red, tumbled before us. Gardenier's men had recovered their senses as well, and, pouring in a deadly fusillade, dashed furiously forward with clubbed muskets upon the unmasked foe. These latter would now have retreated up the hill again, whence they could fire to advantage, but we at this leaped forth upon their flank, and they, with a futile160 shot or two, turned and fled in every direction, we all in wild pursuit.
Ah, that chase! Over rotten, moss-grown logs, weaving between gnarled tree-trunks, slipping on treacherous161 twigs162, the wet saplings whipping our faces, the boughs knocking against our guns, in savage heat we tore forward, loading and firing as we ran.
The pursuit had a malignant163 pleasure in it: we knew the men we were driving before us. Cries of recognition rose through the woods; names of renegades were shouted out which had a sinister164 familiarity in all our ears.
I came upon young Stephen Watts165, the boyish brother of Lady Johnson, lying piteously prone166 against some roots, his neck torn with a hideous wound of some sort; he did not know me, and I passed him by with a bitter hardening of the heart. What did he here, making war upon my Valley? One of the Papist Scots from Johnstown, Angus McDonell, was shot, knocked down, and left senseless behind us. So far from there being any pang167 of compassion168 for him, we cheered his fall, and pushed fiercely on. The scent of blood in the moist air had made us wild beasts all.
I found myself at last near the river, and on the edge of a morass, where the sun was shining upon the purple flowers of the sweet-flag, and tall rushes rose above little miry pools. I had with me a young Dutch farmer--John Van Antwerp--and three Oneida Indians, who had apparently attached themselves to me on account of my epaulettes. We had followed thus far at some distance a party of four or five Tories and Indians; we came to a halt here, puzzled as to the course they had taken.
While my Indians, bent169 double, were running about scanning the soft ground for a trail, I heard a well-known voice close behind me say:
"They're over to the right, in that clump88 of cedars170. Better get behind a tree."
I turned around. To my amazement171 Enoch Wade172 stood within two yards of me, his buckskin shirt wide open at the throat, his coon-skin cap on the back of his head, his long rifle over his arm.
"In Heaven's name, how did you come here?"
"Lay down, I tell ye!" he replied, throwing himself flat on his face as he spoke143.
We were too late. They had fired on us from the cedars, and a bullet struck poor Van Antwerp down at my feet.
"Now for it, before they can load," cried Enoch, darting173 past me and leading a way on the open border of the swale, with long, unerring leaps from one raised point to another. The Indians raced beside him, crouching174 almost to a level with the reeds, and I followed.
A single shot came from the thicket as we reached it, and I felt a momentary twinge of pain in my arm.
"Damnation! I've missed him! Run for your lives!" I heard shouted excitedly from the bush.
There came a crack, crack, of two guns. One of my Indians rolled headlong upon the ground; the others darted175 forward in pursuit of some flitting forms dimly to be seen in the undergrowth beyond.
"Come here!" called Enoch to me. He was standing among the low cedars, resting his chin on his hands, spread palm down over the muzzle176 of his gun, and looking calmly upon something on the ground before him.
I hurried to his side. There, half-stretched on the wet, blood-stained grass, panting with the exertion177 of raising himself on his elbow, and looking me square in the face with distended178 eyes, lay Philip Cross.
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