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his friend, brought back his riderless horse to the widowed wife, she threw her arms in great despair around the animal's neck, and with weeping bewailed her desolate fate.
At the time of the battle of the Thames, Whitley was sixty-three years of age—exactly that of Governor Shelby.
Whitley might have had any command he desired in the army, but he had volunteered, on May 20, 1813, for six months' service, and with many of his neighbors and friends entered as a private in Captain James Davidson's company.
Whitley often exercised a poetic talent, and some of his doggerel has been preserved. On his powderhorn was inscribed these lines:
William Whitley, I am your horn,
See how the dread, terrifick ball
He might well have claimed exemption from military service after all he had done for the wresting of Kentucky from the savage, but his brave, valiant spirit carried him into the war, and, after fighting in twoscore battles, he gave up his life for his country on foreign soil and sleeps in an unknown and unmarked grave hundreds of miles from the home he had made such sacrifices and endured such privations to win from the red man.
James Johnson, the elder brother of Colonel Richard M. Johnson, was born in Orange County, Virginia, on January 1, 1774, and died at Washington, District of Columbia, August 13, 1826, being then a member of the House of Representatives.
He was a member of the Kentucky Senate from 1803 to 1811—his father being at the same time a member of the house—presidential elector in 1821, and elected to Congress in 1824. He was among the first as well as the bravest of the sons of Kentucky who responded to the nation's call for volunteers for the War of 1812. He raised a company of mounted militia, and without waiting for the regular enlistment and for the organization of the battalion, hastened away to answer the call of General Harrison, who then, in order to relieve Fort Wayne, needed the assistance of every patriot.
It was he who trained the celebrated regiment of his brother, Colonel Richard M. Johnson, and taught its riders