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THE FORT CAPTURED 43 launtlessness by rushing up the acclivity. The aroused gar- rison poured down upon them a Storm of grape-shot. Horace led accompany. His followers knew the motto of his corps, _ from which no member dared to recede—“ Conquer or die ;” they remembered, too, the flowing waters in their rear, ang bow impossible was escape, and ‘they rushed on like liongs—- elambered the abattis like wolves; then, pouring in frightful grray into the fort, drove all before them, at the. point of the deadly bayonet.’ The enemy surrendered. Down came the resonant, that they appalled the crews of the war-vessels pelow the fortress in the river, and were heard with no Jess consternation by the British garrison of the opposite fort at Verplanck’s Point. When the morning revealed to the mariners that the British flag no longer floated over the ram- parts, they raised anchors and quickly dropped down the river out of range of British guns manned by American soldiers. Once Horace was struck by a bullet, as he was climbing the abattis which led to the fort; but, sustained by Gideon, he recovered, and again headed his gallant followers to par¢ take the glories of the triumph. | Military authorities, who would have condemned the wild- ness of the conception, now extolled the greatness of the achievement, and saw in it one of those boasts of genius in the illustrious Washington, that occasionally dazzled both friend and enemy by its luster. The renown of the exploit thundered through the land; but, the sweetest reflection te the mind of Horace was the proud satisfaction with which his beloved Isabelle would perceive his name among the “ist ef those who participated in the capture yf Stony Point. commiclooks.aconn