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Letter from Peter Brown to Sarah Brown, 25 June 1775
Cambridge June 25, 1775 Dear and Hon'd Mother As per my Duty to you, I would in- Before these long threat'ned difficulties
began among I suppose I need not tell you acquaint you of the on parade till Nine at Night, we march'd down, on to Charles- ton Hill against Copts hill in Boston, where we entrench'd & made a Fort, ten Rod long, and eight wide, with a Breast -work of about eight more, we work'd there undiscoverd till about five in the Morning, then we saw our danger, being against Ships of the Line, and all Boston fortified against us, The danger we were in made us think there was treach -ery and that we were brought there to be all slain, and I must and will say that there was treachery oversight or presumption in the Conduct of our Officers, for about 5 in the morning, we not having more than half our fort done, they began to fire (I suppose as soon as they had orders) pretty briskly for a few minutes, then ceas'd but soon begun again, and fird to the number of twenty minutes, (they killd but one of our Men) then ceas'd to fire till about eleven oClock when they that we must all be cut off or some of them then they ventur'd to advance -- When Our officers perceivd that the enemy intended to Land, they ordered the Artillery to go out of the fort & prevent it if possible from whence the Artillery Captn took his pieces and return'd home to Cambridge with much haste, for which he is now confind and it is expected must suffer death. -- The enemy landed, fronted before us, and form'd themselves, in an oblong square, in order to surround, which they did in part -- after they were well form'd they advancd towards us in order to swallow us up, but they found a Choaky mouthful of us, 'tho we could do nothing with our small arms as yet for distance, and had but two Cannon, and no Gunner, and they from Boston, and from the shipping firing and throwing Bombs, keeping us down, till they almost sur rounded us. -- But God in Mercy to us fought our battle, and tho' we were but few in number, and suffer'd to be defeated by our enemy, yet we were preserv [ed] in a most wonderful manner, far beyond our expectation and to our admiration for out of our Regiment there were but 37 kill'd 4 or 5 taken captive, about forty seven Wounded & Oh may I never forget Gods distinguishing Mercy to me, in sparing my Life, when they fell on my right hand, and on my left, and close by me, they were to the eye of reason no more expos'd than myself -- When the Arrows of death flew thick around me, I was preserv'd while others were suffer'd to fall a prey to our Cruel enemies O may that God whose Mercy was so far extended in my preservation, grant me his grace to devote my future Life to his divine service -- Nor do I conclude that the danger is yet over, unless God in his Mercy either remove our enemy, or heal the breach -- but if we should be call'd a- gain to action I hope to have courage and strength to act my part valiently in defence of our Liberties & Country trusting in him who hath hitherto kept me, and hath cov -er'd my head in the day of battle, and altho' we have lost four out of our Company & several taken captive by the enemy of America, I was not suffer'd to be touch'd I was in the fort when the enemy came in, Jump'd over the wall and ran half a Mile, where balls flew like hail stones and Cannon roar'd like thunder, but tho I escap'd then it may be my turn next after asking your Prayers must conclude wishing you the best of Blessings, still remain your Dutiful Son Peter Brown
PS, I wish very much to come and see you, 'tis in vain to think of Today at
Cambridge, tomorrow P Brown
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