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How were the battles of Kings Mountain and Cowpens similar? How were they different? How was James different at the Battle of Cowpens? What was the reason does James give for the enemy ruins?
we proceeded to bury the dead, but it was badly done. They were throwWn into
convenient piles and covered with old logs, the bark of old trees, and rocks; yet not
So as to secure them from becoming a prey to the beasts of the forest or the vultures
of the air; and the wolves became so plenty that it was dangerous for any one to be
out at night, for several miles around. ...I saw, myself, in passing the place a few
weeks after, all parts of the human frame lying scattered in every direction. . ..
Cowpens
... About sunrise on the 17th of January, 1781, the enemy came in full view. The
sight, to me at least, seemed somewhat imposing. They halted for a short time, and
then advanced rapidly as if certain of victory. The militia under Pickins and Moffitt
was posted on the right of the regulars some distance in advance, while Washington's
cavalry was stationed in the rear. We gave the enemy one fire; when they charged us
with their bayonets, we gave way and retreated for our horses. Tarleton's cavalry pur-
sued us. "Now," thought I, “my hide is in the loft."
Just as we got to our horses, they overtook us and began to make a few hacks at
some, however without doing much injury. They, in their haste, had pretty much
scattered, perhaps thinking they would have another Fishing Creek frolic, but in a
few moments Col. Washington's cavalry was among them like a whirlwind, and the
poor fellows began to keel from their horses without being able to remount. The
shock was so sudden and violent they could not stand it and immediately betook
themselves to flight. There was no time to rally, and they appeared to be as hard to
stop as a drove of wild Choctaw steers going to a Pennsylvania market. In a few mo-
ments the clashing of swords was out of hearing,and quickly out of sight.
By this time both lines of the infantry were warmly engaged and we, being re-
lieved from the pursuit of the enemy, began to rally and prepare to redeem our credit,
when Morgan rode up in front and, waving his sword, cried out, “Form, form, my
brave fellows! Give them one more fire and the day is ours. Old Morgan was never
beaten."
We then advanced briskly and gained the right flank of the enemy, and they, be-
ing hard pressed in front by Howard and falling very fast, could not stand it long.
They began to throw down their arms and surrender themselves prisoners of war.
The whole army, except Tarleton and his horsemen, fell into the hands of Morgan,
together with all the baggage. .
..
Transcribed Image Text:we proceeded to bury the dead, but it was badly done. They were throwWn into convenient piles and covered with old logs, the bark of old trees, and rocks; yet not So as to secure them from becoming a prey to the beasts of the forest or the vultures of the air; and the wolves became so plenty that it was dangerous for any one to be out at night, for several miles around. ...I saw, myself, in passing the place a few weeks after, all parts of the human frame lying scattered in every direction. . .. Cowpens ... About sunrise on the 17th of January, 1781, the enemy came in full view. The sight, to me at least, seemed somewhat imposing. They halted for a short time, and then advanced rapidly as if certain of victory. The militia under Pickins and Moffitt was posted on the right of the regulars some distance in advance, while Washington's cavalry was stationed in the rear. We gave the enemy one fire; when they charged us with their bayonets, we gave way and retreated for our horses. Tarleton's cavalry pur- sued us. "Now," thought I, “my hide is in the loft." Just as we got to our horses, they overtook us and began to make a few hacks at some, however without doing much injury. They, in their haste, had pretty much scattered, perhaps thinking they would have another Fishing Creek frolic, but in a few moments Col. Washington's cavalry was among them like a whirlwind, and the poor fellows began to keel from their horses without being able to remount. The shock was so sudden and violent they could not stand it and immediately betook themselves to flight. There was no time to rally, and they appeared to be as hard to stop as a drove of wild Choctaw steers going to a Pennsylvania market. In a few mo- ments the clashing of swords was out of hearing,and quickly out of sight. By this time both lines of the infantry were warmly engaged and we, being re- lieved from the pursuit of the enemy, began to rally and prepare to redeem our credit, when Morgan rode up in front and, waving his sword, cried out, “Form, form, my brave fellows! Give them one more fire and the day is ours. Old Morgan was never beaten." We then advanced briskly and gained the right flank of the enemy, and they, be- ing hard pressed in front by Howard and falling very fast, could not stand it long. They began to throw down their arms and surrender themselves prisoners of war. The whole army, except Tarleton and his horsemen, fell into the hands of Morgan, together with all the baggage. . ..
it on the Frontlines in South Carolina g
of Kings Mountain and Cowpens. Read his accounts of the battles and answer the questions
James P. Collins was a young man of about seventeen when he was involved in the battles
that follow.
Kings Mountain
The enemy was posted on a high, steep and rugged ridge-very difficult of access.
The plan was to surround the mountain and attack them on all sides, if possible.
In order to do this, the left had to march under the fire of the enemy to gain the po-
sition assigned to them on the stream on the right of the enemy, while the right was
to take possession of the other stream. In doing this they were not exposed, the chif
being so steep as to cover them completely.
Each leader made a short speech in this own way to his men, desiring every cow-
ard to be off immediately. Here I confess I would willingly have been excused, for my
reelings were not the most pleasant. This may be attributed to my youth, not being
quite seventeen years of age-but I could not well swallow the appellation of coward.
I looked around. Every man's countenance seemed to change. Well, thought 1, fate is
fate; every man's fate is before him and he has to run it'out....
We were soon in motion, every man throwing four or five balls in his mouth to
prev
began to pass over us like hail. The first shock was quickly over, and for my own part,
I was soon in profuse sweat. My lot happened to be in the center, where the severest
part of the battle was fought. We soon attempted to climb the hill, but were fiercely
charged upon and forced to fall back to our first position. We tried a second time,
but met the same fate; the fight then seemed to become more furious. Their leader,
Ferguson, came in full view, within rifle shot as if to encourage his men, who by this
time were falling very fast. He soon disappeared. We took to the hill a third time; the
thirst, also to be in readiness to reload quick. The shot of the enemy soon
enemy gave way.
When we had gotten near the top, some of our leaders roared out, "Hurrah, my
brave fellows! Advance! They are crying for quarter."
By this time, the right and left had gained the top of the cliff; the enemy was com-
pletely hemmed in on all sides, and no chance of escaping-besides, their leader had
fallen. They soon threw down their arms and surrendered. After the fight was over,
the situation of the poor Tories appeared to be really pitiable; the dead lay in heaps
on all sides, while the groans of the wounded were heard in every direction. I could
not help turning away from the scene before me with horror and, though exulting in
victory, could not refrain from shedding tears....
On examining the body of their great chief, it appeared that almost fifty rifles
must have been leveled at him at the same time; seven rifle balls had passed through
his body, both of his arms were broken, and his hat and clothing were literally shot
to pieces. Their great elevation above us had proved their ruin. They overshot us
altogether, scarce touching a man, except those on horseback, while every rifle from
below seemed to have the desired effect....
Next morning, which was Sunday, the scene became really distressing; the wives
and children of the poor Tories came in, in great numbers. Their husbands, fathers
and brothers lay dead in heaps, while others lay wounded or dying-a melancholy
sight indeed! while numbers of the survivors were doomed to abide the sentence of a
court martial, and several were actually hanged..
a BJU Press, Itaproduction prohibitaut.
Transcribed Image Text:it on the Frontlines in South Carolina g of Kings Mountain and Cowpens. Read his accounts of the battles and answer the questions James P. Collins was a young man of about seventeen when he was involved in the battles that follow. Kings Mountain The enemy was posted on a high, steep and rugged ridge-very difficult of access. The plan was to surround the mountain and attack them on all sides, if possible. In order to do this, the left had to march under the fire of the enemy to gain the po- sition assigned to them on the stream on the right of the enemy, while the right was to take possession of the other stream. In doing this they were not exposed, the chif being so steep as to cover them completely. Each leader made a short speech in this own way to his men, desiring every cow- ard to be off immediately. Here I confess I would willingly have been excused, for my reelings were not the most pleasant. This may be attributed to my youth, not being quite seventeen years of age-but I could not well swallow the appellation of coward. I looked around. Every man's countenance seemed to change. Well, thought 1, fate is fate; every man's fate is before him and he has to run it'out.... We were soon in motion, every man throwing four or five balls in his mouth to prev began to pass over us like hail. The first shock was quickly over, and for my own part, I was soon in profuse sweat. My lot happened to be in the center, where the severest part of the battle was fought. We soon attempted to climb the hill, but were fiercely charged upon and forced to fall back to our first position. We tried a second time, but met the same fate; the fight then seemed to become more furious. Their leader, Ferguson, came in full view, within rifle shot as if to encourage his men, who by this time were falling very fast. He soon disappeared. We took to the hill a third time; the thirst, also to be in readiness to reload quick. The shot of the enemy soon enemy gave way. When we had gotten near the top, some of our leaders roared out, "Hurrah, my brave fellows! Advance! They are crying for quarter." By this time, the right and left had gained the top of the cliff; the enemy was com- pletely hemmed in on all sides, and no chance of escaping-besides, their leader had fallen. They soon threw down their arms and surrendered. After the fight was over, the situation of the poor Tories appeared to be really pitiable; the dead lay in heaps on all sides, while the groans of the wounded were heard in every direction. I could not help turning away from the scene before me with horror and, though exulting in victory, could not refrain from shedding tears.... On examining the body of their great chief, it appeared that almost fifty rifles must have been leveled at him at the same time; seven rifle balls had passed through his body, both of his arms were broken, and his hat and clothing were literally shot to pieces. Their great elevation above us had proved their ruin. They overshot us altogether, scarce touching a man, except those on horseback, while every rifle from below seemed to have the desired effect.... Next morning, which was Sunday, the scene became really distressing; the wives and children of the poor Tories came in, in great numbers. Their husbands, fathers and brothers lay dead in heaps, while others lay wounded or dying-a melancholy sight indeed! while numbers of the survivors were doomed to abide the sentence of a court martial, and several were actually hanged.. a BJU Press, Itaproduction prohibitaut.
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