Advance,
sir, and charge forward. You should know the ground by this time.
Away!--Captain Kearney, to you wood! Sweep it, sir, with your
sabers; and meet in the rear of the garden."
The officers thus commanded moved to the execution of their
charges with sufficient celerity. The commands and movements of
Major Singleton were much more cool, and not less prompt. He
hurried along by his scattered men as they lay here and there
covered by this or that bush or tree: "Carry off no bullets that
you can spare them, men. Fire as soon as they reach the garden;
and when your pieces are clear, take down the hill and mount."
Three minutes did not elapse before the rifles had each poured
forth its treasured death; and without pausing to behold the
effects of their discharge, each partisan, duly obedient, was on
his way, leaping off from cover to cover through the thick woods
to the hollow where their horses had been fastened.
The furious Tarleton meanwhile led the way through the garden,
the palings of which were torn away to give his cavalry free
passage.
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