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The Life of General Francis Marion-Part35_M.L.Weems(1759-1825)_English Literature(文学名著)-第2页

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like base-born slaves, leaving their loaded muskets



sticking in the fence corners!*

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* Again, as Weems has slandered a great number of brave and true militia-men,

it should be noted, that being desperate to make his point,



he is not entirely frank here in his descriptions of events.

The "poor ditch" described below was doubtless better protection



than "corn-field fences", nor did the militia flee the field,

but only fell back on the main body. Other factors also figured,



such as differences in population density and geography.

Finally, a large number of the New England loyalists (tories),



whose existence Weems denies, fought for the British in the Carolinas.

-- A. L., 1997.



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"But, from this shameful sight, turn again to the land of free schools;



to Bunker's Hill. There, behind a poor ditch of half a night's raising,

you behold fifteen hundred militia-men waiting the approach



of three thousand British regulars with a heavy train of artillery!

With such odds against them, such fearful odds in numbers, discipline,



arms, and martial fame, will they not shrink from the contest,

and, like their southern friends, jump up and run! Oh no; to a man



they have been taught to read; to a man they have been instructed to KNOW,

and dearer than life to prize, the blessings of FREEDOM.



Their bodies are lying behind ditches, but their thoughts are on the wing,

darting through eternity. The warning voice of God still rings in their ears.



The hated forms of proud merciless kings pass before their eyes.

They look back to the days of old, and strengthen themselves



as they think what their gallant forefathers dared for LIBERTY and for THEM.

They looked forward to their own dear children, and yearn over



the unoffending millions, now, in tearful eyes, looking up to them

for protection. And shall this infinite host of deathless beings,



created in God's own image, and capable by VIRTUE and EQUAL LAWS,

of endless progression in glory and happiness; shall they be arrested



in their high career, and from the freeborn sons of God,

be degraded into the slaves of man? Maddening at the accursed thought,



they grasp their avenging firelocks, and drawing their sights along

the death-charged tubes, they long for the coming up of the British thousands.



Three times the British thousands came up; and three times

the dauntless yeomen, waiting their near approach, received them



in storms of thunder and lightning that shivered their ranks,

and heaped the field with their weltering carcasses.



"In short, my dear sir, men will always fight for their government,

according to their sense of its value. To value it aright,



they must understand it. This they cannot do without education.

And as a large portion of the citizens are poor, and can never attain



that inestimable blessing, without the aid of government,

it is plainly the first duty of government to bestow it freely upon them.



And the more perfect the government, the greater the duty

to make it well known. Selfish and oppressive governments, indeed,



as Christ observes, must "hate the light, and fear to come to it,

because their deeds are evil." But a fair and cheap government,



like our republic, "longs for the light, and rejoices to come to the light,

that it may be manifested to be from God," and well worth all



the vigilance and valor that an enlightened nation can rally for its defence.

And, God knows, a good government can hardly ever be half anxious enough



to give its citizens a thorough knowledge of its own excellencies.

For as some of the most valuable truths, for lack of careful promulgation,



have been lost; so the best government on earth, if not duly known and prized,

may be subverted. Ambitious demagogues will rise, and the people



through ignorance, and love of change, will follow them.

Vast armies will be formed, and bloody battles fought.



And after desolating their country with all the horrors of civil war,

the guilty survivors will have to bend their necks to the iron yokes



of some stern usurper, and like beasts of burden, to drag, unpitied,

those galling chains which they have riveted upon themselves for ever."



This, as nearly as I can recollect, was the substance of the last dialogue

I ever had with Marion. It was spoken with an emphasis



which I shall never forget. Indeed he described the glorious action

at Bunker's Hill, as though he had been one of the combatants.






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