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Mary Stephens Robinson. officers , on the battle - field , he was shot by a loyal Kentucky colonel . As soon as his death was known , the cry spread through- out the Southern ranks , Zollicoffer is dead ! Zollicoffer is dead ! ' and the ...
Mary Stephens Robinson. officers , on the battle - field , he was shot by a loyal Kentucky colonel . As soon as his death was known , the cry spread through- out the Southern ranks , Zollicoffer is dead ! Zollicoffer is dead ! ' and the ...
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... shot - proof . A hundred and twenty - eight pound shot struck the pilot - house of the Flag - ship- the Cincinnati ; but even this tremendous blow failed to break the plating . The Commodore himself was standing near the wall at the ...
... shot - proof . A hundred and twenty - eight pound shot struck the pilot - house of the Flag - ship- the Cincinnati ; but even this tremendous blow failed to break the plating . The Commodore himself was standing near the wall at the ...
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... shot that inflicted no injury to the owner . One of our boys , having secured a good range of the enemy , was loth to stop fir- ing , and would not consider himself unfit for action till he had received ten wounds , for our men are made ...
... shot that inflicted no injury to the owner . One of our boys , having secured a good range of the enemy , was loth to stop fir- ing , and would not consider himself unfit for action till he had received ten wounds , for our men are made ...
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Mary Stephens Robinson. consin , whose arm was shattered by rebel shot . While the Doctor sawed off the bone , he lay quiet and talked , as if he did not mind the pain . During the operation two shells came plunging into the little hut ...
Mary Stephens Robinson. consin , whose arm was shattered by rebel shot . While the Doctor sawed off the bone , he lay quiet and talked , as if he did not mind the pain . During the operation two shells came plunging into the little hut ...
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... their leader , wav- ing his hat on the point of his sword , pressed toward the hostile guns . The col- umn was ' stormed at with shot and shell , ' but closed shoulder to shoulder as one man after another 34 FORWARD WITH THE FLAG .
... their leader , wav- ing his hat on the point of his sword , pressed toward the hostile guns . The col- umn was ' stormed at with shot and shell , ' but closed shoulder to shoulder as one man after another 34 FORWARD WITH THE FLAG .
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Page 171 - In her attic window the staff she set, To show that one heart was loyal yet. Up the street came the rebel tread, Stonewall Jackson riding ahead. Under his slouched hat left and right He glanced; the old flag met his sight.
Page 171 - But spare your country's flag," she said. . A shade of sadness, a blush of shame, Over the face of the leader came; The nobler nature within him stirred To life at that woman's deed and word: "Who touches a hair of yon gray head Dies like a dog! March on!
Page 171 - It shivered the window, pane and sash ; It rent the banner with seam and gash. Quick, as it fell, from the broken staff Dame Barbara snatched the silken scarf; She leaned far out on the window-sill And shook it forth with a royal will. "Shoot, if you must, this old gray head, But spare your country's flag,
Page 167 - Then, as the messenger was riding away, he called him back. " Tell him if he cannot hold his ground, then the bridge, to the last man ! — always the bridge ! If the bridge is lost, all is lost.
Page 172 - Ever its torn folds rose and fell On the loyal winds that loved it well; And through the hill-gaps sunset light Shone over it with a warm good-night. Barbara Frietchie's work is o'er, And the Rebel rides on his raids no more. Honor to her! and let a tear Fall, for her sake, on Stonewall's bier. Over Barbara Frietchie's grave, Flag of Freedom and Union, wave! Peace and order and beauty draw Round thy symbol of light and law; And ever the stars above look down On thy stars below in Frederick town!
Page 14 - ... a man in whom, as in Daniel of old, no fault could be found, except concerning the law of his God, applied and obeyed by him against the reigning iniquity of the nation. It is matter for profoundest thoughtful praise, that after the moral assassination of the race by Federal justice, declaring that black men have no rights that white men are bound to respect...
Page 204 - If it had not been the LORD who was on our side, when men rose up against us : Then they had swallowed us up quick, when their wrath was kindled against us...
Page 167 - McClellan's only answer for the moment is a glance at the western sky. Then he turns and speaks very slowly : "Tell General Burnside this is the battle of the war. He must hold his ground till dark at any cost. I will send him Miller's battery. I can do nothing more. I have no infantry.
Page 1 - Pride and humiliation hand in hand Walked with them through the world where'er they went; Trampled and beaten were they as the sand, And yet unshaken as the continent.
Page 170 - I wish you to stand by General Burnside as you have stood by me, and all will be well.