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soul filled with the highest conception of duty and noble patriotism, there was no sacrifice at which he would hesitate for his country's honor. His relatives, friends, and associates had gone down at the Raisin. An unusual proportion of the men lost in that conflict had been from Fayette County; Fayette and Jessamine bore the brunt, and from these two counties probably more than any part of Kentucky there had grown up a consuming desire not only to wipe out any discredit which attached to the Raisin, but also to avenge its wrongs.
As the associates and friends of the men murdered at Raisin and Meigs had been from the immediate locality of Lexington, it was deemed just that the brigade composed of soldiers from this immediate district should have the honor of fighting in the vanguard of the battle which was just about to take place. Trotter's brigade, therefore, advanced to the front, and was ordered to prepare to use the bayonet in the charge upon the British regulars.
Here and there between the trees could be seen the bright accoutrements of the Forty-first Regiment of King George's infantry, and no men ever entered into a battle with keener desire for conflict or awaited with more eagerness the order to advance.
It was about this time that it was made known to General Harrison, through the spies on foot in front of Colonel Richard M. Johnson's regiment, that the British infantry, not suspecting the full nature and disposition and resources of the men opposing them, were aligned in open order.
For some months previous Johnson had been training his regiment to charge in line through the forests in Ohio. He had used a large number of cartridges to accustom the horses to the use of firearms. Discovering the mistake which the British had made, Colonel Johnson at once communicated this fact to General Harrison, and told him, with his cavalry regiment, he could break the British line in a single charge.
General Harrison promptly authorized this movement on the part of Colonel Johnson, who at this moment observed that the space between the Longwood Road and the small swamp would not allow him to deploy more than one of his battalions. Anxious for the fray, he quickly detached one battalion and marched it across the small swamp so as to face Tecumseh and his Indians, while the other battalion, under Lieutenant-Colonel James Johnson and Major DeVall Payne, was at once put in line in four columns to charge the British infantry.
In this supreme moment it was necessary to steady every arm and nerve every heart. Calmly the general officers galloped up and down the lines and encouraged the men to be brave, valiant, and heroic,
Colonel John Calloway, in the lull preceding hostilities, with his majestic form and stentorian voice rode out calmly before the fine companies of his regiment, and waving his sword aloft, said, "Boys, we must either whip these British and Indians, or they will kill and scalp every one of us. We can not escape if we lose. Let us all die on the field or conquer."
Similar words were shouted in the ears of every line. The men hardly needed these warnings. No braver army for its number ever went into battle. The result was bound to be annihilation or victory. Harrison, Shelby, Henry, Desha, Chiles, King, Trotter, Caldwell, and their subordinate officers well understood the conditions, and there was no equal number of men then alive who could have whipped this Kentucky army, led and officered as it was, and with the inspiration of the presence of men like General Cass and Commodore Perry, who had come to share with them whatever fate would bring.
THE BATTLE AND THE VICTORY
After a proper disposition of the forces had been made, and everything was in readiness and awaiting the charge, it was in making a reconnoissance that General Harrison discovered the open order of the British, and Colonel Johnson suggested to him that he could break the line of the British regulars with his mounted men.
General Harrison immediately gave the order for him to charge. They were then eight hundred feet from the British infantry line.
Colonel Johnson, in aligning the first battalion, commanded by Major DeVall Payne, saw that the limited space in front of the British would render useless more than one battalion composed of five hundred men. As this battalion was to charge in four columns, double file, it would require a front for each man of about three and a half feet, and as there would be two hundred and fifty men, composing the four columns, of about sixty each, it was impossible to maneuver more than the one battalion.
Finding that the swamp on the right of the British could be passed in places, he immediately directed the second battalion, then under command of Major David Thompson, to change and take position in advance of the line of Allen and Caldwell, their flank being protected by the regiment of Simrall on the extreme left. In between the lines of the four divisions formed by the four columns of the first battalion rode the officers. On the right was Colonel James Johnson and on the left Major Payne.
Amid hurried movements and while the spirit of the men was thrilled to the enthusiastic joy which ever fills a true warrior's breast at battle's eve, the command "Forward, Charge!" rang out on the oppressive stillness which surrounded the expectant host.
Hardly had the horses begun to move when another cry, terrible in its intensity and with foreboding wrath in its tones, filled the space overshadowed by the mighty monarchs of the forest. From the stalwart throats of nearly six hundred Kentuckians there arose the cry, "Remember the Raisin!" As they lifted this mighty shout to Heaven they saw about them the forms of their murdered comrades and friends and relations. They beheld the bedizened, painted savages, with barbarous cruelty, strike their wounded foes and casting their bodies, when dead or writhing, into the flames to be consumed. They remembered the bones of their fellow-citizens scattered along the river and the fields and woods adjacent thereto, and before them