The shot…

Heard round the world…

0500 Lexington Green-

The British light infantry halted at Vine Brook, about a half mile from Lexington Green, in order to load their muskets. They then continued their advance. When they approached the Green they discovered Captain Parker’s company, about 77 men, formed up and in the open. Someone somewhere fired a shot. The light infantry then rushed onto the green with bayonets, and fired upon the retreating militia. Eight militiamen died on the town common in Lexington. Ten others were wounded. Captain Parker then worked to collect what was left of his company and take them back into the fight later that afternoon.

0700 Concord-

The British entered Concord. Thaddeus Blood, a Private in Captain Nathan Barrett’s Company was among an advanced party that marched about mile east from the center of town along a high ridge that runs along the north side of the road. There they saw the column of British soldiers, 700 strong in a column stretching about a quarter mile, marching toward them. Blood described the scene a follows:

“…we were then formed, the minute (men) on the right, & Capt. Barrett’s (militia company) on the left, & marched in order to the end of Meriam’s hill then so called & saw the British troops a coming down Brooks Hill. The sun was arising & shined on their arms & they made a noble appearance in their red coats & glistening arms…”

0930 Battle of the North Bridge-

When the British first deployed at the North Bridge, they were positioned on the west side of the river. This is the side where the Minute Man Statue now stands.

Hopelessly outnumbered by the advancing militia, the British soldiers pulled back to the east side of the bridge, where the 1836 Obelisk now stands, and hastily organized for defense.

As the colonial column advanced to within about 80 yards of the British position, a succession of three shots rang out from the British side and landed in the river on the right of the advancing minute men. Luther Blanchard, a fifer from Acton cried out that he was wounded. Major John Buttrick of Concord then gave the fatefull order “Fire! For God’s sake, fire!” This was the first time colonial militiamen were ordered to fire on British soldiers.

In all, twelve British soldiers were hit, three of them fatally. Four out of eight officers present were wounded. The rest of the British soldiers broke and fell back in disorder towards Concord. On the colonial side, Captain Isaac Davis and Private Abner Hosmer were killed. Four other militiamen were wounded.

By the time the British staggered back into Boston at 1930, the British casualties were 73 killed, 174 wounded, 26 missing. The Colonial casualties were 49 killed, 41 wounded, 5 missing.

Ralph Waldo Emerson memorialized that day in the poem Concord Hymn

By the rude bridge that arched the flood,
Their flag to April’s breeze unfurled,
Here once the embattled farmers stood,
And fired the shot heard round the world.

The foe long since in silence slept;
Alike the conqueror silent sleeps;
And Time the ruined bridge has swept;
Down the dark stream which seaward creeps.

On this green bank, by this soft stream,
We set today a votive stone;
That memory may their deed redeem,
When, like our sires, our sons are gone.

Spirit, that made those heroes dare,
To die, and leave their children free,
Bid Time and Nature gently spare
The shaft we raise to them and thee.

Comments

The shot… — 8 Comments

  1. If only we the decendants, today had the same courage of our fore-fathers we would not be in the political mess we are in now. It is the peoples fault that we are stuck with a corrupt government that is slowly eroding our Constitutional and God given rights while destroying the greatest nation God has created thus far in history. We have elected criminals and law breakers to take control of our government and sit idly by doing nothing. Rise America, Rise and remove the criminals and lying lawbreakers that put their pocket book ahead of the country!

  2. “Stand your ground. Don’t fire unless fired upon, but if they mean to have a war, let it begin here.” Captain John Parker. Fitting words to open a world altering war.

    Parker should be more famous than he is.

  3. The Two Johns
    The Colonist John: John Parker, a veteran of at least three campaigns on American soil, commanded the 77 Massachusetts militia, consisting of his friends, neighbors, and at least one family member. In the last stages of tuberculosis, he was a dead man walking; despite this, he managed to preserve his unit, although the losses they suffered SHOULD have rendered them combat ineffective. Later that day, he lead an ambush of the British column. By June, his disease had progressed to the point that he was unable to fight at Bunker Hill. He died on September 17, aged 46, and was buried in Lexington.
    The British John: John Pitcairn was a career Marine officer, with 30 years of service at the time of the battle. 20 of those years were in the colonies, beginning with the French and Indian War in 1754. For the year preceding the battle, he had been part of the force occupying Boston, where he developed a favorable reputation among the colonists as a most reasonable officer. He was killed at the Battle of Bunker Hill on June 17, dying in the arms of his son, also a Marine officer. He was buried in Boston at Old North Church.

    Do you think the Colonist John visited the grave of the British John? I like thinking so.

  4. A few years ago I was in Boston for a work related conference. I took a few days vacation to tour the area. I went to Lexington, Concord and The Battle Road (line of retreat of the British). Quite a feeling walking the same ground as the militia that faced British regulars even though much of the area is embedded in suburban Boston.

    I often wonder what those Minute Men who fought and died to keep their arms would think about politicians stating “Hell yes we’re going to take your AR15s and AK47s.”

  5. One of the patriots who fought the British that day was Samuel Whittemore, a British Army vet who was 78 at the time. When the British were marching back to Boston, he hunkered down behind a stone wall near the road and waited. When the British soldiers were close, he stood up, fired his musket and killed one. Then he drew his two pistols, killed a second Redcoat and mortally wounded a third. Then he drew his sword (which was surrendered to him back by a French officer back in 1745) and continued his attack.

    One of the Redcoats shot him in the face, then they bayoneted him over a dozen times, beat him with the stocks of their rifles, and left him for dead. After the British left, the other Patriots in nearby positions rushed over to Whittemore and found him in a puddle of his own blood – loading his musket to take another shot at the British. He recovered from his wounds and lived to the ripe old age of 96.

    That’s one hard core Patriot.

  6. Hi Bubba….,
    Thx for the “Details of the Day!!!”
    Meanwhile, back at the ranch,…..
    Keep loadin’ Mag’s!!!!!

    Audentes, Fortuna, Iuvat.
    GOT GUNZ…….OUTLAW!!!!!,
    “We’re all OUTLAW’S now…. you know!!!?!,”
    skybill