PART THIRD:

ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION-GREAT CONFLICTS AND ACHIEVEMENTS OF THE ARMY, AND ILLUSTRIOUS EXAMPLES OF INDIVIDUAL HEROISM IN

THE RANK AND FILE; ETC.

BRILLIANT BATTLE SCENES; MILITARY CHARACTERISTICS OF THE LEADING GENERALS,THEIR APPEARANCE, CONVERSATIONS, ORDERS, TACTICS AND BRAVERY, WHEN CONFRONTING THE ENEMY; MARTYRS ON THE GORY FIELD; UNPARALLELED FORTITUDE AND ENDURANCE; COOLNESS AND INTREPIDITY IN DANGER; BOLD MOVEMENTS OF ARTILLERY, CAVALRY, AND INFANTRY; SPLENDID CHARGES; DESPERATE HAND-TO-HAND ENCOUNTERS; EXTRAORDINARY SHARPSHOOTING; EXAMPLES OF YOUTHFUL COURAGE; DEALINGS WITH BUSHWHACKERS AND GUERILLAS; CELEBRITIES AND ADVENTURES OF CAMP, PICKET, SPY, SCOUT, AND STAFF; PERIL, TERROR, PANIC AND DISASTER; MIRTHPROVOKING SIGHTS, SCENES, WHIMS, SQUIBS, ODDITIES, &C., &c.

"Strike for that broad and goodly land
Blow after blow; till men shall see
That Might and Right move hand in hand,

And glorious must their triumph be!"

"He sleeps where he fell, 'mid the battle's roar,

With his comrades true and brave;

And his noble form we shall see no more,

It rests in a hero's grave."

No enemy can withstand you, and no defences, however formidable, can check your onward march.-GENERAL GRANT to his army.

Boys, your field officers are all gone! I will lead you.-GENERAL WILLIAMS, at Baton Rouge, just before he fell mor tally wounded.

Men, don't run till I run!-The lamented CoL. E. D. BAKER, at Ball's Bluff.

-Dying

Why don't you go after 'em? Don't mind me, I'll catch up,-I'm a little cold, but running will warm me.words of ALBERT, the Mass. drummer boy.

That work carried, and what then? A hill, struggling up out of the valley, four hundred feet, rained on by bullets, swept by shot and shell!

Another line of works-and then, up like a Gothic roof, rough with rocks, a wreck with fallen trees, four hundred feet more!

Another ring of fire and iron, and then the crest, and then-the enemy!

To dream of such a journey would be madness; to devise it a thing incredible; to do it a deed impossible. But Grant: was guilty of them all, and Granger was equal to the work.

At half-past three a group of generals.

stood upon Orchard Knob. The hero of of rifle pits, as calmly as a chess player. Vicksburg was there, calm, clear, persist- An aid rode up with an order. "Avery, ent, far-seeing; Thomas, Meigs, Hunter, that flask," said the General. Quietly Granger, Reynolds. Generals Grant, filling the pewter cup, Sheridan looked up Thomas, and Granger conferred, an order at the battery that frowned above him, by was given, and in an instant the Knob was Bragg's headquarters, shook his cap amid cleared like a ship's deck for action. At that storm of everything that killed, when twenty minutes of four, Granger stood one could hardly hold their hand without upon the parapet; six guns at intervals catching a bullet in it, and with a "How of two seconds, the signal to advance. are you?" tosses off the cup. The blue Strong and steady his voice rang out: battle-flag of the rebels fluttered a response "Number one, fire! Number two, fire! to the cool salute, and the next instant

Maj. Gen. George H. Thomas.

cartridge, the General remarked to one near him, in his usual quiet way, "I thought it ungenerous!"

Number three, fire!"-like the toll of the clock of destiny; and when at "Number six, fire!" the roar throbbed out with the flash, the line that had been lying behind Wheeling towards the men, he cheered the works all day, all night, and all day them to the charge, and made at the hill like again, leaped like a blade from its scabbard, a bold-riding hunter. Amid sheets of flame, and swept with a two-mile stroke towards plunging shot, and mangled comrades, the ridge. From divisions to brigades, they wrestled for the Ridge, clambering from brigades to regiments, the order ran. steadily on-up-upward still! The race The tempest that now broke upon their of the Union flags grew every moment heads was terrible to the rebels. General more terrible. Just as the sun, weary of Granger's aids radiated over the field, to the scene, was sinking out of sight, with left, right, and front.

"Take the Ridge if you can "-"Take the Ridge if you can!"-and so it went along the line.

Sheridan, one of the most gallant of leaders, rode to and fro along the first line

magnificent bursts of exultation all along the line-exactly as the crested seas leap up at the breakwater, the advance surged over the crest, and in a minute those Union flags fluttered along the fringe where fifty rebel guns were kenneled.