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Title: Life and times of Gen. Sam. Dale, the Mississippi partisan
Year: 1860 (1860s)
Authors: Claiborne, John Francis Hamtramck, 1809-1884. (from old catalog)
Subjects: Dale, Samuel, 1772-1841. (from old catalog) Creek war, 1813-1814. (from old catalog)
Publisher: New York, Harper & brothers
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: Sloan Foundation

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commerce of the country and the adminis-tration of the government. This was his exclamation when LouisPhilij)pe was juggling and huckstering in-stead of paying the indemnity due to us bythe French. His outburst of patriotic reso-lution resounded across the Atlantic, andthe money was paid. This^ too, was doubtless his exclamationin his last wrestle with the tempting fiendin the dark valley of the shadow of death,when his thoughts were upon that Godwhom he had so long worshiped in spiritand in truth. On the third day after crossing the lake,past midnight, I halted at General Win-chesters quarters in Mobile, and an orderlyroused him up. I handed him his dispatch,and he said he would be ready for me at day-light. At sunrise he w^as not ready, butsent word to me to come at ten A.M. Atthat hour he said it would be twelve beforehe could be ready. I replied that if he wasnot ready then I should go without them.At twelve precisely I rode by, and the pa-pers w^ere handed to me. For the want of
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DAI.B STOPPED BY THE SENTIISELS. GENERAL SAMUEL DALE. ^63 a boat, I was compelled to go to RandonsLanding, cross in a canoe, and swim Paddyover the Alabama River, then very full.Swimming all the large streams on the way,for they were very high, and incessant rain,freezing as it fell, camping under a tree fora few hours at night, I reached Fort Deca-tur, on the Tallapoosa, on the fifth day fromMobile. MIntoshs army was encampedthere. It was the coldest night I ever ex-perienced, and my clothes were glued to mybody. I was challenged by two sentinels asI rode up, who said I would have to reportto the main guard, half a mile to the right,before I could be admitted into the lines.I replied that I should be dead before Icould get there. I am freezing. Fire thealarm if you choose, but dont shoot me.You know me and my business. One ofthem ran forward to apprise the general,and I rode toward his quarters. He metme fifty yards from his marquee, and de-manded my name. Light, Major Dale,light. Pe

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