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THE MARQUIS DE LAFAYETTE
 DURING this war, the French were
our firm allies against the English.
One Frenchman, Marquis De
Lafayette was so much in
sympathy with us, that, nobleman
that he was, he left his
home and his country to join
our army and fight for our cause.
He was young, only nineteen years of age, wealthy and
blessed with everything that
should bind his heart to his own
home. But so great was his sympathy
with the struggling colonies that he was willing to
give up all and come to America. "I have always held the
cause of America dear," said he; "now I go to serve it personally."
When he arrived, the first act of generosity was to supply
clothing and arms to the South Carolina troops, then in
He wrote at once to Washington saying, "The moment I
heard of America I loved her. The moment I heard she was
fighting for liberty, I burned with a desire to bleed for her."
 Lafayette was so long in this country, and so much heart
and soul with us in our fight for independence, that when
ever he referred to the Revolution after his return to
France, he spoke of himself as an American. One evening,
in 1824, while visiting Boston, Mrs. Josiah Quincy said to
"The American cockade was black and white, was it not,
"Yes, madam," he replied; "it was black at first, but
when the French came and joined us, we added the white
in compliment to them."
At the siege of Yorktown, in the attack which hastened
the surrender of Cornwallis, Lafayette and his American
division captured one redoubt some minutes before the
French carried the redoubt which they commanded.
"You don't remember me, General!" cried an old
soldier, pressing through the crowd at the State House to
welcome Lafayette on his arrival in Boston. The General
looked at him keenly, holding the hand of the old man,
"I was close to you when we stormed our redoubt at
Yorktown—I was just behind Captain Smith—you
remember Captain Smith? He was shot through the head just as
he mounted the redoubt."
"Yes, yes, I remember!" answered Lafayette, his face
lightening up. "Poor Captain Smith! But we beat the
French! We beat the French!"
 At the surrender of Cornwallis, the American troops were
drawn up on the right, and the French troops on the left of
the road, along which the British army marched in solemn
silence. Lafayette, noticing that the English soldiers
looked only at the Frenchmen on the left, and ignored
the American light-infantry, the pride of his heart, and
being determined to bring their "eyes to the right," ordered
the band to strike up "Yankee Doodle."
"Then," said he, narrating the story, "they did look
at us, but were not very well pleased."