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The War of 1812
How dread was the conflict, how bloody the fray, Told the banks of the Raisin at the dawn of the day; While the gush from the wounds of the dying and dead Had thaw'd for the warrior a snow-sheeted bed."
"But where is the pride that a soldier can feel, To temper with mercy the wrath of the steel, While Proctor, victorious, denies to the brave Who had fallen in battle, the gift of the grave."
Judge Campbell says in his work already referred to: "The British victory was dearly bought. Proctor had 182 killed and wounded among his white force, or more than one-third of their whole number. The loss of the Indians is not known, but it must have been very large. Of the American troops not more than 30 or 40 escaped; 537 prisoners were accounted for as first estimated, and the number was increased by 40 or 50 afterwards ransomed from the Indians. The number of killed and missing was 397 a large number of whom were not slain in action, but murdered afterwards.
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