From the memoirs of Revered John Gano 1727-1804

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I found a letter from Colonel Dubosque, who was stationed at Fort-Montgomery, on the bank of North-river, opposite Fish-Kill. On the receipt of this letter, I set off to the colonel's regiment, to refuse the invitation, therein contained. On my arrival there, I found General James Clinton, in company with the Colonel, both of whom, urged me to accept the office of Chaplain, in so forcible a man­ner, that I finally consented. I repaired to the fort, where I remained, till the British took it from us, by storm.

      The North-river, was a great object, both to the Americans, and the enemy. For while we had the command of it, the eastern and south­ern states, could operate to great advantage; but if the enemy could controul it, it would involve us in great difficulties and embarrass­ments. They were therefore anxious to have their army come from Canada, to Alba­ny, and their navy, to take possession of North-river, and thereby form a junction with each other. Their navy, sailed up the river, and landed their soldiers, amounting to about five thousand men. We had, both in Fort-Montgomery, and Fort-Clinton, but about seven hundred men. We had been taught to believe, that we should be reinforced, in time of danger, from the neighbouring mili­tia; but they were, at this time, very inac­tive. We heard of the approach of the enemy, and that they were about a mile and a half from Fort-Clinton. That fort sent out a small detachment, which was immedi­ately driven back. The British army sur­rounded both our forts, and commenced an universal firing. I was walking on the breast­work, viewing their approach, but was obliged to quit this station, as the musquet balls fre­quently passed me. I observed the enemy, marching up a little hollow, that they might be secured from our firing, till they came within eighty yards of us. Our breast- work, immediately before them, was not more than waist-band-high, and we had but a few men. The enemy, kept up a heavy firing, till our men, gave them a well directed fire, which affected them very sensibly. Just at this time, we had a reinforcement from a redoubt, next to us, which obliged the enemy to with­draw. I walked to an eminence, where I had a good prospect, and saw the enemy advancing towards our gate. This gate, faced Fort-Clinton, and Captain Moody, who commanded a piece of artillery at that fort, seeing our desperate situation, gave the ene­my a charge of grape-shot, which threw them into great confusion. Moody repeated his charge, which entirely dispersed them for that time.

      About sun-set, the enemy sent a couple of flags, into each of our forts, demanding an immediate surrender, or we should all be put to the sword. General George Clinton, who commanded in Fort-Montgomery, returned for answer, that the latter was preferrable to the former, and that he should not surrender the fort. General James Clinton, who commanded in Fort-Clinton, answered the demand in the same manner. A few minutes after the flags had returned, the ene­my commenced a very heavy firing, which was answered by our army. The dusk of the evening, together with the smoke, and the rushing in of the enemy, made it impos­sible for us to distinguish friend, from foe. This confusion, gave us an opportunity of escaping, through the enemy, over the breast­work. Many escaped to the water's side, and got on board a scow, and pushed off. Before she had got twice her length, we grappled one of our row-gallies, into which we all got, and crossed the river. We ar­rived safe at New-Windsor, where in a few days after, we were joined by some more of our army, who had escaped from the forts. By our returns, we had lost, killed and taken prisoners, about three hundred men. The enemy, as we afterwards understood, had one thousand or eleven hundred killed, among whom were eighteen Captains, and one or two field officers, besides a great number of wonnded. When we arrived at New-Windsor, I ob­tained a furlough, to visit my family, who then lived at New-Fairfield, where was born, my daughter Susannah, on the 8th of November, 1777, and from whence, after tarrying a few days, I departed for the army.