THE SOUTHERN CAMPAIGNS
After the summer of 1778 little of
military importance occurred at the North. July
and November of that year were marked by bloody Indian
massacres at Wyoming, Pa., and Cherry Valley, N. Y.,
the worst in all that border warfare which was incessant
from the beginning to the end of the Revolution.
In August an unsuccessful attempt to regain Newport
was made by General Sullivan, co-operating with a
French fleet under D’Estaing. In the spring
and summer of 1779, Clinton, who lay at New York with
a considerable army, closely watched by Washington,
sent out to Connecticut and the coasts of Virginia
a number of plundering expeditions which did much
damage. “Mad Anthony Wayne” led a
brilliant attack against Stony Point on the Hudson,
captured the British garrison, and destroyed the fortifications.
This year was also marked by a great naval victory.
Paul Jones lashed his vessel, the Bonhomme Richard,
to the British Serapis, off the northeast coast of
England, and after a desperate fight of three hours
forced the Serapis to surrender.
But the brunt of the war now fell
on the South, where the British, unsuccessful in the
Northern and Middle States, hoped for an easy conquest.
The capture of Savannah in December, 1778, and of Augusta
the next month, laid Georgia prostrate. The royal
government was re-instated by Prevost, the British
general. Our General Lincoln, who had been placed
in command of the Southern army, assisted by D’Estaing
with his fleet, besieged Savannah, but on October
9, 1779, was repulsed with heavy loss.
In the spring of 1780 Clinton arrived
from New York with a fleet and troops. Charleston,
S. C, was besieged by land and sea. Lincoln was
compelled to surrender with his whole army. Beaufort,
Ninety-Six, and Camden capitulated in rapid succession.
Marauding expeditions overran the State. President
Andrew Jackson carried to his grave scars of hurts,
one on his head, another on his hand, given him by
Tarleton’s men when he was a boy at Waxhaw.
The patriots lay helpless. The loyalists organized
as militia and joined the British. Clinton, elated
by success, hoped to force the entire population into
allegiance to the king. The estates of patriots
were sequestered. Any Carolinian found in arms
against the king might be, and multitudes were, hung
for treason. Clinton even issued a proclamation
requiring all inhabitants to take active part on the
royalist side. Sumter, Marion, and other leaders,
gathering around them little companies of bold men,
carried on a guerilla warfare which proved very annoying
to the British. They would sally forth from their
hiding-places in the swamps, surprise some British
outpost or cut off some detachment, and retreat with
their booty and prisoners before pursuit could be
made.
But the British army in South Carolina
and Georgia was 7,000 strong. Help must come
from without. And help was coming. Washington
detached from his scanty army 2,000 Maryland troops
and the Delaware regiment-all veterans-and
sent them south under De Kalb, a brave officer of
German blood, who had seen long service in France.
Virginia, though herself exposed, nobly contributed
arms and men. Gates, the laurels of Saratoga
still fresh upon his brow, was, against Washington’s
judgment, appointed by Congress to succeed Lincoln.
Cornwallis, whom the return of Clinton
to New York had left in command, lay at Camden, S.
C. Gates, as if he had but to look the Briton in the
eye to beat him, pompously assumed the offensive.
On August 15th he made a night march to secure a more
favorable position near Camden. Cornwallis happened
to have chosen the same night for an attack upon
Gates. The two armies unexpectedly met in the
woods, nine miles from Camden, early in the morning
of the 16th. Gates’s force, increased by
North Carolina militia, was between 3,000 and 4,000.
Cornwallis had about 2,000. The American position
was strong, a swamp protecting both flanks, but at
the first bayonet charge of the British veterans the
raw militia threw away their guns and “ran like
a torrent.” The Maryland and Delaware Continentals
stood their ground bravely, but were finally obliged
to retreat. De Kalb fell, with eleven wounds.
This heroic foreigner had been sent
hither by Choiseul before the Revolution to report
to the French minister on American affairs, and at
the outbreak of war had at great cost cast in his lot
with our fathers. Sent south to aid Lincoln,
he arrived only in time to be utilized by Gates.
De Kalb was the hero of Camden. Wounded and his
horse shot from under him, on foot he led his stanch
division in a charge which drove Rawdon’s men
and took fifty prisoners. Believing his side victorious
he would not yield, though literally ridden down by
Cornwallis’ dragoons, till his wounds exhausted
him. Two-fifths of his noble division fell with
him.
The whole army was pursued for miles
and completely scattered. Arms, knapsacks, broken
wagons, dead horses strewed the line of retreat.
The Americans lost 900 killed and as many more prisoners.
The British loss was less than 500. Gates, who
had been literally borne off the field by the panic-stricken
militia, rode in all haste two hundred miles north
to Hillsborough, N. C, where he tried to organize
a new army.
The gloom created at the North by
this defeat was deepened by the startling news that
Benedict Arnold, the hero of Saratoga, had turned
traitor. Smarting under a reprimand from Washington
for misconduct, Arnold agreed with Clinton to surrender
West Point. The plot was discovered by the capture
of Clinton’s agent, Major Andre, who was hung
as a spy. Arnold escaped to the British lines.
There was now no organized American
force in the Carolinas, and Cornwallis began a triumphant
march northward. The brave mountaineers of North
Carolina and Virginia rose in arms. October 7th,
1,000 riflemen fell upon a detachment of 1,100 British,
strongly posted on King’s Mountain, N. C, and
after a sharp struggle killed and wounded about 400,
and took the rest prisoners. In this battle fell
one of the Tory ancestors of the since distinguished
American De Peyster family.
The King’s Mountain victory
filled the patriots with new hope and zeal, and kept
the loyalists from rising to support the British.
Cornwallis marched south again.
Gates was now removed and General
Nathaniel Greene placed in charge of the Southern
department. Greene was one of the most splendid
figures in the Revolution. Son of a Rhode Island
Quaker, bred a blacksmith, ill-educated save-by private
study, which in mathematics, history, and law he had
carried far, he was in 1770 elected to the legislature
of his colony. Zeal to fight England for colonial
liberty lost him his place in the Friends’ Society.
Heading Rhode Island’s contingent to join Washington
before Boston at the first shock of Revolutionary arms,
he was soon made brigadier, the initial step in his
rapid promotion. Showing himself an accomplished
fighter at Trenton, Princeton, Germantown, Monmouth,
and the battle of Rhode Island, and a first-rate organizer
as quartermaster-general of the army, he had long been
Washington’s right-hand man; and his superior
now sent him south with high hopes and ringing words
of recommendation to the army and people there.
Greene’s plan of campaign was
the reverse of Gates’s. He meant to harass
and hinder the enemy at every step, avoiding pitched
battles. January 17, 1781, a portion of his army,
about 1,000 strong, under the famous General Daniel
Morgan, of Virginia, another hero of Saratoga, was
attacked at Cowpens, S. C., by an equal number of British
under the dashing Tarleton. The British, riddled
by a terrible cross-fire from Morgan’s unerring
riflemen, followed up by a bayonet charge, fled, and
were for twenty-four miles pursued by cavalry.
The American loss was trifling. Tarleton lost
300 in killed and wounded, and 500 prisoners, besides
100 horses, 35 wagons, and 800 muskets.
Cornwallis began a second march northward.
Greene’s force was too weak to risk a battle.
His soldiers were poorly clad, and most of them were
without tents or shoes. He therefore skillfully
retreated across North Carolina, chased by Cornwallis.
Twice the rivers, rising suddenly after Greene had
crossed, checked his pursuers. But on March 15th,
re-enforced to about 4,000, the Quaker general offered
battle to Cornwallis at Guilford Court-House, N. C.
He drew up his forces on a wooded hill in three lines
one behind the other. The first line, consisting
of raw North Carolina militia, fled before the British
bayonet charge, hardly firing a shot. The Virginia
brigade constituting the second line made a brave
resistance, but was soon driven back. On swept
the British columns, flushed with victory, against
the third line. Here Greek met Greek. The
Continentals stood their ground like the veterans
they were. After a long and bloody fight the
British were driven back. The fugitives, however,
presently rallied under cover of theartillery, when
Greene, fearing to risk more, withdrew from the field.
The British lost 500; the Americans, 400, besides
a large part of the militia, who dispersed to their
homes. Cornwallis, with his “victorious
but ruined army,” retreated to the southern
part of the State. The last of April he forsook
Carolina, and marched into Virginia with 1,400 men.
Greene, his force reduced to 1,800,
carried the war into South Carolina. Defeated
at Hobkirk’s Hill, near Camden, and compelled
by the approach of General Rawdon to raise the siege
of Ninety-Six, he retreated north. Meantime Marion
and Lee had brought about the evacuation of Camden
and Augusta. Rawdon soon evacuated Ninety-Six,
and moved toward the coast, followed by Greene.
A ceaseless guerilla warfare was kept
up, attended with many barbarities. Slave-stealing
was a favorite pursuit on both sides. It is noteworthy
that the followers of Sumter, fighting in the cause
of freedom, were paid largely in slaves. The
whole campaign was marked by severities unknown at
the North. The British shot as deserters all who,
having once accepted royal protection, were taken in
arms against the king. In a few cases Americans
dealt similarly with Americans fighting for the British,
but in general their procedure was infinitely the more
humane.
The battle of Eutaw Springs practically
ended the war in the South. The British were
victorious, but all the advantages of the battle accrued
to the Americans. The British loss was nearly
1,000; the American, 600. In ten months Greene
had driven the British from all Georgia and the Carolinas
except Wilmington, Charleston, and Savannah.
Destiny decreed that Washington should
strike the last blow for his country’s freedom
on the soil of his own State. Cornwallis found
himself in Virginia, the last of May, at the head
of 7,000 troops. He ravaged the State, destroying
$10,000,000 worth of property. Lafayette, pitted
against him with 3,000 men, could do little. In
August Cornwallis withdrew into Yorktown, and began
fortifications. Lafayette’s quick eye saw
that the British general had caged himself. Posting
his army so as to prevent Cornwallis’s escape,
he advised Washington to hasten with his army to Virginia.
Meanwhile a French fleet blocked up the mouth of Chesapeake
Bay and of James River and York River, cutting off
Cornwallis’s escape by water. The last of
September Washington’s army, accompanied by
the French troops under Rochambeau, appeared before
Yorktown. Clinton, deceived by Washington into
the belief that New York was to be attacked, was still
holding that city with 18,000 men. The American
army, 16,000 strong-7,000 French-began
a regular siege. Cornwallis was doomed.
Two advanced redoubts of the British
works were soon carried by a brilliant assault in
which the French and the American troops won equal
honors. On the 19th Cornwallis surrendered.
The captive army, numbering 7,247, marched with cased
colors between two long lines of American and French
troops, and laid down their arms.
The news of Cornwallis’s surrender
flew like wild-fire over the country. Everywhere
the victory was hailed as virtually ending the war.
Bonfires and booming cannon told of the joy of the
people. Congress assembled, and marching to church
in a body, not as a mere form, we may well believe,
gave thanks to the God of battles, so propitious at
last.