"He had cause, you might say! When the Hessians that day
Marched up with Knyphausen, they stopped on their way
At the 'farm,' where his wife, with a child in her arms,
Sat alone in the house. How it happened none knew
But God—and that one of the hireling crew
Who fired the shot! Enough!—there she lay,
And Caldwell, the chaplain, her husband, away!
"Did he preach—did he pray? Think of him as you stand
By the old church to-day—think of him and his band
Of military ploughboys! See the smoke and the heat