War as Viewed from the Ranks; Personal Recollections of the War of the Rebellion, by a Private Soldier

War as Viewed from the Ranks; Personal Recollections of the War of the Rebellion, by a Private Soldier

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1898 edition. Excerpt: ... him or find my man. I ran; panting and desperate, at last I saw the faint outline of a moving man ahead, and catching up, found my man. I have no means of knowing how far we marched that night. We came to an opening and saw lights ahead. Soon we came to a camp where the camp-fires were burning brightly. At first I thought it to be a clearing, but as we were passing through it the shells that had been left in those fires by the fleeing rebels made it clear that but a very short time before it had been the enemy's camp. The explosions and screeching whizz of flying fragments made many a man walk humpbacked as we hustled through that camp. After passing the fires and coming to open country, we were ordered to lie upon our arms. Our rest was seriously disturbed by a wounded Confederate soldier who was lying near by. His leg had been shot away in the previous day's conflict and he had been overlooked by his anxious comrades. His groans were pitiful. Our surgeon told him to be as patient as possible and when daylight should come he should have needed care; but at present he could do nothing, for it was not possible to have a light there under the enemy's guns. At day-break the deep rumbling boom of one of the heavy guns on the river was the signal to renew the attack. In a few minutes that battle line was astir from end to end. The disposition made of troops by both armies during the night, changed the form of battle somewhat, but the results were very probably the same. We constantly advanced, the heaviest firing being on our right. At about ten o'clock this 16th day of December, it was my privilege to witness one of the grandest military scenes that every graced American history. The battle line was advanced across a marsh or valley where, ...show more

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  • 189 x 246 x 5mm | 168g
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  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236872630
  • 9781236872630