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Geary (search for this): chapter 1
ess ne'er slackened, Wound like a lithesome river a column known as Geary's braves; Marched they forth to take the mountain, though the soil giant rocks like the sea's tumultuous waves. “Forward! Forward!” Geary shouted, as their dancing colors flouted The chilly breeze that 'monant who Death cheated-- Our victors sent up loud cheers for Union, Geary, “Uncle Joe.” Glorious paeans, cheers of conquest, among crags, above the contest, Greeted Hooker, greeted Geary, with the first flush of the sun. Then our bay'nets madly plying, the enemy ever flying each fheir flanks, hand to hand amidst their ranks, The pressing force of Geary forth the foemen drove; Over bastions, breastworks, fled they — fro with the sweeping whirlwind's might, Toward the Star of Bethlehem, Geary turned the mountain curve; O'er the crimson paths before them, on t To the ambitious eagle's eyrie, were borne the strifetorn flags of Geary, As like angry storm-spirits, his boys fought far above the clou
Ajax (search for this): chapter 1
lorious paeans, cheers of conquest, among crags, above the contest, Greeted Hooker, greeted Geary, with the first flush of the sun. Then our bay'nets madly plying, the enemy ever flying each for bravest deeds vying, On battlements; in deep ravines — our work in earnest had begun. Behind works of art and strongest Nature — a wall of flame at each embrasure-- Under the weird finger of the mountain, which reached into the skies, Where the grizzly warrior “graybacks” of the rebel Manny, who, like Ajax, Defied a power above him, and to oppose it hard he tries. Over works, upon their flanks, hand to hand amidst their ranks, The pressing force of Geary forth the foemen drove; Over bastions, breastworks, fled they — from the carnival of death sped they-- But deadly volleys and “White Stars” a cordon round them wove. Deadly trial of the dastard's flight, with the sweeping whirlwind's might, Toward the Star of Bethlehem, Geary turned the mountain curve; O'er the crimson paths before them,
Joe Hooker (search for this): chapter 1
g the mountain shadows played; Borne upon the wings of glory, like gnomes of ghostly story, They sped onward, and with wild charge the Miss'ippians dismayed. Then came a scene of wildest battle — the dread musketry's rattle-- And the bayonet found its sheath in the carcass of the foe. The “Rebs” retreated quite defeated — the remnant who Death cheated-- Our victors sent up loud cheers for Union, Geary, “Uncle Joe.” Glorious paeans, cheers of conquest, among crags, above the contest, Greeted Hooker, greeted Geary, with the first flush of the sun. Then our bay'nets madly plying, the enemy ever flying each for bravest deeds vying, On battlements; in deep ravines — our work in earnest had begun. Behind works of art and strongest Nature — a wall of flame at each embrasure-- Under the weird finger of the mountain, which reached into the skies, Where the grizzly warrior “graybacks” of the rebel Manny, who, like Ajax, Defied a power above him, and to oppose it hard he tries. Over
Thomas H. Elliott (search for this): chapter 1
1. the Storming of Lookout mountain. by Capt. Thos. H. Elliott. The uncertain mists were thickening as the ‘proach of day was quickening; The angel of the dawn had put out the stars of night; A sombre mantle wrapped about the beetling cliffs of Lookout, Which frowned in threat'ning majesty from its heaven-soaring height. Awakened a day of great portending — soldiers praying a victorious ending Should show the world the prowess and the force in Federal might. Many a suppliant, prayerful bending, to Him patriot hopes was sending, That Lookout should be ours before the day sank into night. Through the forest, bared and blackened, with steadiness ne'er slackened, Wound like a lithesome river a column known as Geary's braves; Marched they forth to take the mountain, though the soil should drain life's fountain-- Surged they onward 'gainst the giant rocks like the sea's tumultuous waves. “Forward! Forward!” Geary shouted, as their dancing colors flouted The chilly breeze that 'mong th
White Star (Washington, United States) (search for this): chapter 1
glorious day; The myriad fires beaming, 'mid planet torches gleaming With fitful glare, revealed the battle horrors in ghastly array. From the blasted souls there moaning comes a wail and sufferers' groaning, And Death in hideous forms dead hopes grim revealed. 'Twas a night of watch and waiting, with no vigilance abating, While the chill wind sang hosannas and a requiem o'er the bloody field. At early dawn the mount was ours, one of heaven's choicest dowers, As the Stars and Stripes and “White Star” were planted on the crest. Two thousand foes were taken from the ranks we had so shaken; Seven colors, and their cannon, and many spoils given to our behest. Lay the laurel on their cold brows, honored martyrs to their Union vows, The brave soldiers whose lives on their country's shrine were given; Bow the head and drop the tear, as you plant banners o'er the bier Of the patriot whose spirit soars with angel wings to heaven. With life-regardless decision — the old “White Star Division,
Bethlehem (Pennsylvania, United States) (search for this): chapter 1
the skies, Where the grizzly warrior “graybacks” of the rebel Manny, who, like Ajax, Defied a power above him, and to oppose it hard he tries. Over works, upon their flanks, hand to hand amidst their ranks, The pressing force of Geary forth the foemen drove; Over bastions, breastworks, fled they — from the carnival of death sped they-- But deadly volleys and “White Stars” a cordon round them wove. Deadly trial of the dastard's flight, with the sweeping whirlwind's might, Toward the Star of Bethlehem, Geary turned the mountain curve; O'er the crimson paths before them, on the vanquished host they bore them, The daring Second and Third brigades, and the gallant First in reserve. To the ambitious eagle's eyrie, were borne the strifetorn flags of Geary, As like angry storm-spirits, his boys fought far above the clouds; Their courage was their aegis as they carved for hist'ry brightest pages; In their path of glory many “blue-coats,” more of “gray-coats” --martial shrouds. Grena
Lookout Mountain, Tenn. (Tennessee, United States) (search for this): chapter 1
1. the Storming of Lookout mountain. by Capt. Thos. H. Elliott. The uncertain mists were thickening as the ‘proach of day was quickening; The angel of the dawn had put out the stars of night; A sombre mantle wrapped about the beetling cliffs of Lookout, Which frowned in threat'ning majesty from its heaven-soaring height. Awakened a day of great portending — soldiers praying a victorious ending Should show the world the prowess and the force in Federal might. Many a suppliant, prayerful bending, to Him patriot hopes was sending, That Lookout should be ours before the day sank into night. Through the forest, bared and blackened, with steadiness ne'er slackened, Wound like a lithesome river a column known as Geary's braves; Marched they forth to take the mountain, though the soil should drain life's fountain-- Surged they onward 'gainst the giant rocks like the sea's tumultuous waves. “Forward! Forward!” Geary shouted, as their dancing colors flouted The chilly breeze that 'mong th
Henry Ward Beecher (search for this): chapter 10
hich they succeeded, with a loss of five killed and six or eight wounded. Nine out of ten white companies under the same circumstances would have surrendered; but the darkeys, knowing their lives were forfeited any way, concluded to die fighting like brave men (as they are) rather than give up. The sympathizers of the North may say and think what they please about the fighting qualities of the negro; but as for myself, I would as soon fight alongside of a negro regiment as of any white one; and, besides, I believe, as a general thing, they will fight more desperately. and hold out longer than most of our white troops. I am not a disciple of Henry Ward Beecher, so you need not accuse me of Abolitionism because of that last sentiment. It is the honest conviction of my heart, strengthened by actual experience. Give me my choice, to fight beside a darkey or a sympathiser, and I will take the gentleman of color every time, both because he is more of a gentleman, and a more loyal man.
Charleston (South Carolina, United States) (search for this): chapter 10
Negro courage — an incident at Charleston.--The Newburgh Journal says that a private letter received from a member of the Tenth Legion, contains the following interesting passage: The Tenth Connecticut (white) and Fifty-fourth Massachusetts (black) were on picket. The rebels came down at daylight with five regiments of infantry, one of cavalry, and two pieces of artillery, attacking our whole picket-line simultaneously. The Tenth Connecticut being a small regiment, and somewhat detached from the rest of the line, gave way almost immediately, firing but very few shots. Not so, however, with the darkeys. They stood their ground and blazed away until almost surrounded. One company of them was completely cut off from the rest and surrounded by a rebel regiment formed in square. The poor niggers plainly heard the rebel colonel give the order, Take no prisoners! and well knowing that that was equivalent to Give no quarter, clubbed their muskets and make a desperate effort to
Stonewall Jackson (search for this): chapter 100
General Beauregard and the black Flag.--It was stated by Governor Letcher, in a speech at Danville, that Stonewall Jackson was in favor of the black fla g. It appears, from the following private letter written by General Beauregard while recruiting his health at Bladen Springs, Alabama, after the retreat from Corinth, that he coincided in opinion with General Jackson. We find the letter in The Columbia Guardian, which obtained the writer's permission to publish it: Bladen, Ala., Aug. 8General Jackson. We find the letter in The Columbia Guardian, which obtained the writer's permission to publish it: Bladen, Ala., Aug. 8, 1862. my dear General: I regret much to hear of----being wounded. I hope he will soon be able to face the Abolitionists. In this contest we must triumph or perish; and the sooner we make up our minds to it, the better. We now understand the hypocritical cry of Union and the Constitution, which means, and always did mean, spoliation and murder. We will yet have to come to proclaiming this war a war to the knife, when no quarter will be asked or granted. I believe it is the only thing
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