Camp, at ten o'clock we struck our Tents, marched by a circuitous
route, and in the morning at dawn of day we found ourselves on the
off-side of their daring position.
From their great numbers and strong bulwarks they concluded they
were impregnable. It is agreed they had that day on Vinegar-hill
30,000! We reconnoitred for some time, and distinctly observed them
to draw up in _solid lines_. The order of Battle was to commence, by
the command of Gen. Lake, at 9 o'clock. His Army took one side of
the Hill to bombard it, the Light Brigade, under Col. Campbell took
another--other Commanders were fixed in like manner. Our Brigade,
consisting of the Armagh, Cavan, Durham, Antrim, and part of the
Londonderry, Dunbarton, Tyrone and Suffolk--in all about 3000 brave
Troops had to march four miles; it being appointed that we should
flank them in another quarter.
I shall give you a view of their situation--Vinegar-hill is very
steep, rising in the form of a cone: at the but of it are two other
hills, with quicksets and other ditches across them--these were
lined with their musketry men:--a river ran at the bottom of both,
and adjacent was a small wood. At the bottom of Vinegar-hill was the
once beautiful, but now ruined town of Enniscorthy--on the top of
the great hill was the but of an old windmill, on which they had
placed their _green flag_ of defiance--in a word, the position of
the Rebels was one of the strongest I ever saw. The Rebels did not
wait the time appointed, but commenced cannonading at seven o'clock.
They could not tell what to make of the bombs, and said "they spit
fire at us"--indeed they answered they desired end, by the numbers
they destroyed upon their bursting.
The Light Brigade, assisted by the Cavalry gained one of the lesser
hills, planted their Cannon and played briskly on them: in a short
time we possessed ourselves of both--the Rebels made to the top of
Vinegar-hill with all possible speed--the Soldiers pursued hard
after them, and beat them off it. In a little time the _green flag_
became a prey to the Royal Band, who triumphed in its fall--it was
an arduous attempt, but we succeeded in the end. The Rebel
commanders deserted their men when they found the day proved
unfavourable to their interests and fled towards Wexford, leaving
the deluded wretches to be cut in pieces. The engagement lasted two
hours and an half--the Soldiers merited the cloth they wore, and
gloried in the name of WILLIAM. Our
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