Observational Note: With the Olympics in full swing, we are getting our biennial dose of the National Anthem of the United States of America. Everytime our athletes mount the pinnacle of the winners podium and the National Anthem is played, it still stirs emotions in my soul and brings a tear of joy, appreciation and patriotism to my eyes. The story of our National Anthem, as well as its words, embodies the determination and strength in the face of unimaginable odds we see in athletic events all across this country.
Part III
Francis Scott Key, a respected young lawyer living in Georgetown, soon learned that the British had carried off a much loved and elderly town physician, Dr. William Beanes, and was being held on the British flagship TONNANT. The people were afraid that Dr. Beanes would be hanged and asked Key for his help. He agreed and arranged to have Colonel John Skinner, an American agent for prisoner exchange, to accompany him.
On September 3rd, they set sail from Baltimore flying a flag of truce authorized by President Madison. At first, the British refused to release the doctor, but Key and Skinner presented a pouch that contained letters written by wounded British soldiers who praised the care they were receiving from the Americans, and in particular Dr. Beanes. The British captain agreed to release the doctor, but they would have to wait. The bombardment of Fort McHenry was about to start and the three had seen and heard too much of the plans to attack Baltimore. They were put under guard and were forced wait out the battle.
At 7 a.m. on the morning of September 13, 1814, the British bombardment began, and the flag was ready to meet the enemy. The bombardment continued for 25 hours, the British firing 1,500 bombshells. With lighted fuses, they weren’t very dependble and often blew up in mid air. The Americans had sunk 22 vessels in the harbor so a close approach by the British was not possible. But at about 1 a.m. on the 14th, the British fleet roared to life, lighting the rainy night sky with a grotesque fireworks. Key, Colonel Skinner and Dr. Beanes watched the battle with apprehension. The knew that as long as the shelling continued, Fort McHenry had not surrendered.
But before daylight there came a sudden and mysterious silence, either Fort McHenry had surrendered and the British flag now flew above it and the United States might be through as a nation, or the bombardment had been a failure and the American flag still flew over the Fort and the United States would survive.
As dawn began to brighten the eastern sky, Key waited for the sight that would end his anxiety; the joyous sight of the great flag blowing in the breeze. Bedridden and unable to look for himself, the physician asked over and over again, “Can you see the flag? Can you see the flag?”
When daylight finally came, the flag was still there!