THE
GEORGIA
REFUGEES
In which they sally to King’s
Mountain in Carolina on the 18th and 19th of August
instant, and place on their bodies garments of wool, and of jeans, and of
other hot and annoying fabrics, and fight among Ferguson’s rabble as Tories,
as is the wont of those whose loyalty is only as strong as the ale served to
them, and for which the Refugees wish to extend a hearty thanks to our hosts,
The King’s Own Patriots.
(A great bunch of fellows, and highly charitable to a very green band
of rowdies.)
Mr.
McCulloh gingerly examines the loud end of his piece.
And
Mr. McCulloh practices his bayonet drill as a foolhardy member of the KOP
stands in the danger area (anywhere in the front of Charlie) and swings the
Rebel effigy.
Mr.
Brown takes over for Charlie after the poor gentleman formerly given the job
of ‘swinging the Rebel’ is laid to rest behind the tent. (The Refugees are hard upon friend and foe alike.)
A volley for the
spectators.
Well done,
gentlemen!
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updated August 20, 2001