Another ship cilled the Merhn, or Black Bird, soon got on the wing, blew up likewise and went off in thunder to join the Angusta. At the same moment Col. Donop, with his Hes-sians, made a gallant attack on the fort at Red Bank. After a few well directed fires, Greene and his men artfully retired from the out-works. The enemy, now supposing the day their own, ruslicd on in ^•ast numbers along a large opening in the fort, and within twenty steps of a masked battery of eighteen pounders, loaded with grape shot and spike nails. All at once, hell itself seemed to open before their aftrighted view. But their pains and their terrors v»'ere but for a moment. Together down they sunk by hundreds, into the sweet .slumbers of death, scarcely sensible of the fatal blow that reft their lives.

Heaps on heaps, the slaughtered ITessiaus lie ;

Brave Greene beholds them with a tearful eye.

Far now from home, and from their native shore,

They sleep in death and hear of wars no more.

" Poor Donop was mortally wounded, and taken prisoner. The attentions of the American officers, and particularly the kind condolence of the God-like Washington, quite overcame him: and his last moments were steeped in tears of regret, for having left his native land, to fight a distant people, who had never injured him. 'See here. Colonel,' said the dying count, (to Col. Danl. Clymer, who had been sent b}- Washington to condole with him) 'see in me, the vanity of all human pride ! I have shone in all the Courts of Europe, and now, I am dying here, on the banks of the Delaware, in the house of an obscure Quaker."''