Identifier: livesofpresident00abbottj (find matches)
Title: Lives of the presidents of the United States of America, from Washington to the present time ..
Year: 1882 (1880s)
Authors: Abbott, John S. C. (John Stevens Cabot), 1805-1877 Conwell, Russell Herman, 1843-1925, (from old catalog) joint author
Subjects: Presidents
Publisher: Portland, Me., H. Hallett and company
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: Sloan Foundation

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The artillery led, heralding the advancewith a shower of Congreve-rockets, round shot, and shell.The muskets of the infantry flashed like mirrors in the light ofthe morning sun. The Britons were in high glee. It was absurdto suppose that a few thousand raw militia could resist the vete-rans who had conquered the armies of Napoleon. Gen. Jackson had not quite three thousand men behind hisbreastwork; but every one had imbibed the spirit of his chieftain.There were eight thousand veteran soldiers marching upon them.For a few hours, there were the tumult, the horror, the carnage, ofa battle; and then the British host seemed to have melted away.Panting, bleeding, with shattered ranks, leaving their dead behindthem, again they retreated. Another week passed away. Both parties exerted almost super-human energy in preparing for the renewal of the strife. Gen.Jackson had made his arrangements, if defeated, to retire to thecity, fire it, and, amidst its flames, to fight with desperation; slowly
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?d > ANDREW JACKSON. 23b falling back to some strong position on the river-banks, and, bycutting off the supplies of the foe, compel him to depart. The British now decided to advance upon the American linesby regular approaches. For three days, they remained in theirencampment two miles below our breastworks, but in open view.They brought from their ships heavy cannon, and other needfulsupplies. Thus passed the three last days of the year. The banksof the river were lined with sentinels, and watch-boats patroledthe majestic stream. The British had brought forward twentyoighteen-pounders, and ten twenty-fours. The night of the 31st of December was very dark. In its gloom,one-half of the British army advanced within three hundred yardsof our front, and, under cover of a heavy cannonade on their right,<!ommenced throwing up a chain of works. The next morningwas Sunday, the first day of the new year. It dawned through afog so dense, that no man could be seen at a distance of twentyy

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