[Pamphlets. American history]

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found him lying by the side of the road dead. Marcy
and Richardson were near him. He procured assistance, and the bodies were lifted into a wagon and
brought here for burial. But who had leisure for
funeral rites? The dead alone were safe, done with
duty. The living had the living to care for. One
grave received them all, as with patriotic indignation
against the tyranny and cruelty which hurried them
to their death, with admiration and affection for their
devotion to the common weal, they were given to the
keeping of their mother-earth. The son of Moses
Richardson, standing by, thought it was too bad that
the earth should be thrown directly upon their faces,
and getting into the trench he spread the large cape
of his father's coat over his face.
" Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note,
As his corse to the rampart we hurried;
Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot
O'er the grave where our hero we buried.
":No useless coffin enclosed his breast,
Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him;
But he lay, like a warrior, taking his rest,
With his martial cloak around him!
"Slowly and sadly we laid him down,
From the field of his fame fresh and gory;
We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone,
But we left him alone with his glory."
The day has come when a grateful posterity blesses
their memory and honors their rest.
It seems strange to us that veteran British troops
should have been defeated by the irregular forces
opposed to them. We must acknowledge the pur5