Thursday, January 27, 2011

Leo's Fictional Account of the Battle of Bunker Hill

John Pitcairn woke up along with two other soldiers. He saw strange blurs along the tops of Breeds hill and Bunker hill. As he rubbed his eyes, he could focus clearly. He saw Ole Yanks with guns, trenches, and many men. The guidance of General George Washington had helped the men obtain this artillery. He had taken charge of this scatter of farmers and artillery. Nose Blowing: "Col. Washington of this colony {Virginia} being appointed Generalissimo of all the American forces raised... made a demand of 500 Riflemen from the frontiers," wrote schoolmaster, John Harrower, in a letter to his family in Scotland, ''So many men volunteered that Washington had to find a way to choose between them. He took a board of a foot square and with chalk drew the shape of a moderate nose in the center and nailed it up to a tree at 150 yds. distance and those who came nighest {nearest} the mark with a single ball was to go. By 40 or 50 the nose was all blown out." The men had obtained this amazing feat overnight. The company was astonished. From their point of view, these were lazy farmers. Every time they had tried to get them to work, the farmers and hunters had refused. Now they found that these men were far from lazy. In December General "George had ordered Colonel Henry Knox to go to fort Ticonderoga and retrieve the captured British canon there. Knox seemed an unlikely choice to be Washington's ordinance chief. With his portly and good natured personality, he had obtained all his knowledge of artillery from books he had read at his Boston book store. Nonetheless Knox was a man who got things done, even colossal things. He and his men, using oxen, sleds, and rafts, transported fifty-nine pieces of heavy artillery along a wintry mountainous, three-hundred-mile trek. When the artillery arrived in late January 1776, Washington put them to good use. On the evening of March5, 1770 he had stood at the front of the crowd on a snowy Boston square when a volley of British bullets claimed their first martyrs" (Keessee, Sidwell, 113). Now six years later the Redcoats found themselves at the muzzle-end of Henry's heavy guns.
"Get up men, the doom of Boston is at hand!'' John called to his comrades.
"What? What's that you say?" mumbled a member of the company. {A company is a group of soldiers usually led by captain and made up of at least two platoons}.{A platoon is a subdivision of a company, commanded by a lieutenant}" (Hakim, 93).
"Our doom rests upon those Yanks.'' By now Alan and Jeremy were up and getting their arms along with many others. John, being chief of the Lobster Backs, ordered the troops to attack head on, though, as they later found out, it would have been wiser to attack in surprise from the back. As the Redcoats had begun their march up the hill, the Americans, in direct contrast to their enemy's hopes, held their ground. Their commanders, knowing the disadvantage of short-range muskets, commanded them using these words, "Do not fire until you see the whites of their eyes.'' The leaders of the Yankee Doodles proved very reliable, considering the fact that they had defeated the Red Coats once before. But could they do it again? They could! The third time the Americans had run out of gunpowder and fled. More than 1000 British were wounded that day. The Americans lost 441 men men. The British had won but what a price to pay for two unimportant hills...

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