Sally St. Clair

[5] Morris's poem about St. Clair begins: In the ranks of Marion's band, Through morass and wooded land, Over beach of yellow sand, Mountain, plain and valley; A southern maid, in all her pride, March'd gayly at her lover's side, In such disguise That e'en his eyes Did not discover Sally.[6] Morris describes St. Clair as a "beautiful, dark-eyed Creole girl" with "long, jetty ringlets," and claims that she died of a lance thrust aimed at her lover, Sergeant Jasper.He goes on to say that "there was not a dry eye in the corps when Sally St. Clair was laid in her grave, near the River Santee, in a green shady nook that looked as if it had been stolen out of Paradise.[7] Acclaimed folklorist and professor Richard Dorson of Indiana University accredits St. Clair alongside the likes of Deborah Sampson, Mary Read, Nancy Hart, and Sacagawea.Dorson indicates unconventional heroines as recent subjects of scholarly interest for researchers and editors to "do right by women" and uncover the untold stories of female pioneers.