07/16/2024
16 July 1779. Frederick Philipse Robinson of Dutchess County, a Fifteen Year Old ensign in the 17th Regiment of Foot, takes part in the Battle of Stoney Point.
"In July 1779, my Brother Morris and myself, were taken Prisoners by the Americans at a Post called Stoney Point, on the Hudson River. The Garrison consisted of the 17th Regiment, Two Companies of Grenadiers of the 71st Regt. (Highlanders), a Detachment of the Loyal Americans under the Command of my Brother Morris, and another of the Royal Artillery; the whole under the Command of Lieut. Colonel Johnson of the 17th. The Place was stormed at midnight by the Americans under the command of Genl. Wayne (formerly a Drover) who had given directions to his men “not to give quarter” in revenge for a dreadful defeat he met with from the British Light Infantry under Sir Charles Grey. On this occasion I commanded one of the advanced Companies, which must have been accidental, as I was much too young for so important a situation upon so severe a trial. I acted however as many old Officers no doubt had done before, and since, I obeyed the directions of an experienced Sergeant, who also saved my life by shooting a man who had levelled his Firelock at me within ten yards, which was perceived by the flashes of the Artillery and Small arms only, for the night was Darkness visible. After a sharp and close conflict for more than an hour, our Party was driven back; and in an instant all was confusion, every one striving the best for himself; I was seized by an American Officer who exclaimed “I’ve got a very young Prisoner” then snatched off my hat and left me, a Soldier then took my Sword, but like his Officer did not think me worth attending to. I made my way to the Colonels tent, where I found him and many of the Officers prisoners, my great and only comfort under our misfortune was, that a musket Ball had grazed my Shoulder. I soon however had cause for sorrow in the grief of my gallant friend the Colonel, whose extraordinary personal exertions were unavailing against disparity of numbers favored by the extreme Darkness of the night, and the Enemy’s perfect local knowledge; as soon as it was light, my attention was attracted by a Sight which I confess struck me dumb with horror. Near me I saw the naked body of my old friend Captain Tew of the 17th Regt. a man whom I loved and respected in the highest degree; I almost Sickened at the Sight, and was rivitted to the Spot. An Officer who witnessed this, took me by the arm and led me amongst the Dead and Wounded in order, as he said afterwards, to familiarise me to Such Sights. I now believe he was right, for he did not shew any want of feeling, but placed the circumstance in its proper light to me.
The Prisoners marched Off the next morning (16th July 1779) under a Strong Es**rt of Cavalry (Lee’s Dragoons) and in about a fortnight the Officers arrived at Lancaster in Pensylvania, where they remained on Parole, at large."
Source: Journals of Sir Frederick Philipse Robinson, 1777-1814, Royal Military College of Canada, Massay Library, FC3071.1.R58 1814.