Colonial and American Revolution Forum

[Ike Godsey]

Ach Ike, ich habe es Dir schon mal geschrieben: Der SIEGER schreibt die GESCHICHTE und die WAHRHEIT. Ob in der VERGANGENHEIT, GEGENWARD oder Zukunft

stimmt schon klaus. und... ...wenn ich mich nicht irre, haben wir 1781 den roten rock aus den colonien geschmissen...

(Ps. schöne Bilder)

danke!

[Ike Godsey]

mit mir darf jeder spielen oli der sich zu benehmen weiß - und nicht rüplehaft, wie viele dieser rotröcke, ist.

[volunteer]

darf ich auch mitspielen?,aber nur wenn der Trommeljunge auch mitspielen darf,der ist nett.

[Capt. de`Winter]

darf ich auch mitspielen?,aber nur wenn der Trommeljunge auch mitspielen darf,der ist nett.

OK : The British Grenadiers

Niklaas de`Winter
God save the King!

Niemand wird als Weiser geboren, sondern er wird es."
Seneca

[Ike Godsey]

OK : The British Grenadiers

dein wunsch sei mir befehl:

The King's Own Regulars
(to be chanted, not sung, in a religious fashion)

Since you all will have singing, and won't be said nay, I cannot refuse, when you so beg and pray; So, I'll sing you a song, -- as a body may say, 'Tis of the King's Regulars, who ne'er run away.

O the old Soldiers of the King, and the King's own Regulars.

At Prestonpans we met with some Rebels one day, We marshall'd our selves all in comely array; Our hearts were all stout, and bid our legs stay, But our feet were wrong-headed, and took us away.

O the old Soldiers, &c.;

At Falkirk we resolv'd to be braver, And recover some credit by better behaviour: We would not acknowledge feet had done us any favour, So feet swore they would stand, but ------ legs ran however.

O the old Soldiers, &c.;

No troops perform better than we at reviews, We march and we wheel, and whatever you chuse, George would see how we fight, and we never refuse, There we all fight with courage -- you may see't in the news.

O the old Soldiers, &c.;

To Mohongahela with fifes and with drums, We march'd in fine order, with cannon and bombs, That great expedition cost infinite sums; But a few irregulars cut us all into crumbs.

O the old Soldiers, &c.;

It was not fair to shoot at us from behind trees, If they had stood open, as they ought, before our great guns, we should have beat 'em with ease, They may fight with one another that way if they please, But it is not regular to stand, and fight with such rascals as these.

O the old Soldiers, &c.;

At Fort George and Oswego, to our great reputation, We shew'd our vast skill in fortification; The French fir'd three guns; of the fourth they had no occasion; For we gave up those forts -- not thro' fear, but -- mere persuasion.

O the old Soldiers, &c.;

To Ticonderoga we went in a passion, Swearing to be revenged on the whole French nation; But we soon turn'd tail, without hesitation, Because they fought behind trees, -- which is not the regular fashion.

O the old Soldiers, &c.;

Lord Loudun, he was a regular General, they say; With a great regular army he went his way, Against Louisburgh, to make it his prey, But return'd -- without seeing it, -- for he did not feel bold that day.

O the old Soldiers, &c.;

Grown proud at reviews, great George had no rest, Each Grandsire, he had heard, a rebellion supprest. He wish'd a rebellion, look'd round and saw none, So resolv'd a rebellion to make -- of his own,

With the old Soldiers, &c.;

The Yankees he bravely pitch'd on, because he thought they wou'd'n't fight, And so he sent us over to take away their right; But lest they should spoil our review-clothes, he cry'd braver and louder; For God's sake, brother Kings, don't sell the cowards -- any powder!

O the old Soldiers, &c.;

Our General with his council of war did advise How at Lexington we might the Yankees surprise; We march'd -- and remarch'd -- all surpris'd -- at being beat; And so our wise General's plan of surprise -- was complete.

O the old Soldiers, &c.;

For fifteen miles they follow'd and pelted us, we scarce had time to pull a trigger. But did you ever know a retreat perform'd with more vigour? For we did it in two hours, which sav'd us from perdition; 'Twas not in going out, but in returning, consisted our EXPEDITION.

O the old Soldiers, &c.;

Says our General, "We were forc'd to take to our arms in our own defence," (For arms read legs, and it will be both truth and sense) Lord Percy (says he) I must say something of him in civility, And that is -- "I can never enough praise him for his great -- agility."

O the old Soldiers, &c.;

Of their firing from behind fences he makes a great pother, Every fence has two sides, they made use of one, and we only forgot to use the other; That we turn'd our backs and ran away so fast, don't let that disgrace us; 'Twas only to make good what Sandwich said, that the Yankees -- could not face us.

O the old Soldiers, &c.;

As they could not get before us, how could they look us in the face? We took care they shouldn't, by scampering away apace. That they had not much to brag of, is a very plain case; For if they beat us in the fight, we beat them -- in the race.

O the old Soldiers of the King, and the King's own Regulars.
O the old Soldiers of the King, and the King's own Regulars.

[Ike Godsey]

...today in 1776

Gen. Washington Wins First Major U.S. Victory at Trenton At approximately 8 a.m. on the morning of December 26, 1776, General George Washington's Continental Army reaches the outskirts of Trenton, New Jersey, and descends upon the unsuspecting Hessian force guarding the city. The American plan relied on launching coordinated attacks from three directions.

The hessians have been totally surprised by the Continental forces. Washingtons troops won the "Battle", killing the hessian major Rall. this pic show how Maj. Rall was hit by an musketball.



wer interesse hat, hier ist der film in englisch zum download.

[Lederstrumpf]

Trenton, Trenton, ich lese immer nur Trenton. Wo doch jeder weiß, das es ein Trenton nie gegeben hat. Alles eine Erfindung der Rebellen-Propaganda!
Fragt doch einfach die Hessen, die heute in der GSHMZ aktiv sind. Die können bestätigen, dass Trenton nie existiert hat.

Lederstrumpf

[Ike Godsey]

das hättet ihr wohl gern, ihr kleinen grünen männchen...

[volunteer]

1. rot steht mir nicht
2.laubfrosch bin ich auch nicht
3.blau ist meine farbe.
und:wer zuletzt lacht ,lacht am besten!

[Ike Godsey]

nun, blau ist weniger eine farbe, eher ein zustand...