Eutaw monument |
"Victory in Defeat" placard |
A hot, hazy day on Lake Moultrie |
The Battle of Eutaw Springs frames the conclusion of my
full-length historical, Loyalty’s Cadence, set in South Carolina in
1780-81, during the peak of the Southern Campaign. My darling husband indulged me on a research trip for our 25th
anniversary two summers ago, so the day found us exploring the
Eutaw Springs battlefield, during 97-degree midday heat. Such a lovely,
peaceful place now, like many battlefields. The heat was perfect for evoking
the day of the actual battle, which being early September in inland South
Carolina likely rivaled our July weather.
layout of battle lines |
The key players on the American side include General Nathanael Greene (who stepped up to the plate after Gates was routed at Camden a year before), Henry "Lighthorse Harry" Lee (father to Robert E. Lee), and William Washington (nephew of George Washington). The players on the British side include Stewart and Majoribanks (pronounced "Marshbanks" according to some sources--sounds like a British thing to do, yes? everybody say "Wer-ster-sherrr" with me ...). The really big names are absent--General Cornwallis and Banastre Tarleton are away up north, still recovering from the terrible starvation march of early 1781. They're about to be beseiged at Yorktown. Lord Rawdon, who Cornwallis left in charge after Camden, has retreated to the Lowcountry because of bad health. Since Rawdon abandoned Camden in May, and then Ninety-Six in June, General Greene has been stalking the British and Loyalist flanks, harrying them, cutting off supply lines, driving as much loyalist/British influence as he can out of the backcountry, toward Charleston.
participating forces |
how the tide of battle shifted |
It was a long battle, at least three hours, probably closer to four. Once Greene's men withdrew, the British and loyalists crawled from their hiding places. Stewart returned briefly to assess the damage, then made an official retreat, the down the road toward Charleston. Dead and wounded were left behind, since it was an accepted courtesy that whatever force eventually held a field would tend the casualties from both sides--and Stewart had lost about a third of his force. Eyewitnesses state that the field was such a mess, blood pooled ankle-deep in some places.
Greene's men found a pond fifteen miles up the road in which to slake their thirst. After reorganizing, they'd return to the field and claim final "victory," despite the wounding and capture of William Washington. Stewart of the British side also sustained wounds, but the gravest was that of Major Majoribanks, who was left to be cared for at the Ravenel home on the way to Charleston, but died six weeks later.
Costly it was on both sides, the battle was the final nail in the coffin of the British, before Yorktown.
As I walked the grounds that hot July day, a breeze from the water stirred the trees--just a breath, here and there. I looked up the road and thought of the British retreating ... peered out over the fingerlet of Lake Moultrie, which swallowed Eutaw Creek years ago, and and tried to envision the house and gardens.
Even on such a beautiful day, it wasn't hard to imagine puddles of spilled life, here and there.
Shannon, you wrote this so well I could feel myself there. Several years ago during an annual Francis Marion Symposium, participants took a bus tour of local battlefields, mostly ones where Marion's troops fought. Most are now covered by Lake Moultrie, but I could sense the poignant history. Thank you for sharing. Loved this post.
ReplyDeleteAh, thank you so much, Susan! It is sobering, isn't it? Just grips our storyteller's hearts ...
DeleteI agree with Susan! You brought us right there, Shannon. Thank you for sharing this piece of history with us.
ReplyDeleteYou're so welcome, Carla! :-)
DeleteThis is interesting. Thanks so much for sharing - I had no idea what had happened in this battle. Our freedom was so costly, wasn't it?
ReplyDeleteYes, costly indeed. :-) Thank you for stopping by!
DeleteA great post, Shannon.When I've visited battlefields, I've found such a somber atmosphere about the places. I suppose that's why they call it hallowed ground.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much, Janet! I have this theory that places retain something of what happened there ... not entirely supported by Scripture of course, but also not unsupported. They definitely have a somber feel. More so for those of us who know more details, I suppose.
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ReplyDeleteShannon, have you ever seen any biographies of Lighthorse Harry Lee? there must be one out there? I hadn't heard of this battle, so perhaps I'm too far north. I'm lookinf forward to reading about it in your story.
ReplyDeleteI haven't, not specifically of him, but he was an interesting character! Quite the fire-eater, the Americans' counterpart to Ban Tarleton (who I plan to feature here--another fascinating player!). Have you seen the quote attributed to George Washington in response to a rather extreme suggestion Lee had for dealing with deserters? :)
Deleteprobably, but I'd love to hear it from you to be sure!
ReplyDeleteWell, I'll have to go dig that up, then! :D
DeleteWonderful story telling The Battlefield does sound like Hallowed Ground
ReplyDeleteGod bless u
Chris Granville
Thank you so much, Chris, for taking time to comment!
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