This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1858 edition. Excerpt: ...and cold the couch of their repose: when, oh, when shall it be morn in the grave, to bid the slumberers awake?" There are yet others, the mention of whom comes nearer to our own bosoms, --Flora, Gould, Martinelly. They were young and ardent spirits, with the promise of a bright career before them. The fond hopes of parents and friends rested in confidence upon them. In the very morning of their days they have fallen victims to the vengeance of the inhuman savage. Who could have thought that the date of their usefulness was to be so brief, --that the chill of death was so soon to settle upon eyes beaming with courage, hearts bounding with patriotism? They have "fought the good fight;" and to their bereaved friends, to their young companions in arms, the most soothing of all consolations remains: --They DIED FOR THEIR COUNTRY There are yet other names. I should have mentioned them before; and I hesitate now, because no words can give utterance to the feelings which belong to such a subject. When Leonidas fell with his noble Spartans at Thermopylae, his countrymen erected a magnificent monument, with this inscription: --" Go, passenger, and tell at Sparta that we died here in obedience to her laws." What more appropriate epitaph could be framed to impress upon the wayfarer the melancholy but heroic fate of Dade, Gardiner, Fraser, and their brave and devoted comrades? And yet the sculptured marble could not tell more faithfully the sad tale of their surprise and massacre than do the sylvan graves prepared by the hands of valor for the remains of the valiant. Often, overgrown with long grass and wild flowers as they are, and shaded by the lofty and murmuring pines, --often shall these mounds of the forest conjure up before the traveller's imagination a...