Sparks from the Camp Fire: Thrilling Stories of Heroism, Adventure, Daring and Sufferng

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W. A. Houghton, 1889 - United States - 528 pages

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Page 188 - Indiana cavalry regiment, commanded the advanceguard, consisting of eight mounted men. About noon he came up to a small farm-house, from the outward appearance of which he judged that there might be something fit to eat inside. He halted his company, dismounted, and with two second lieutenants entered the dwelling. He knew that Grant's incipient fame had already gone out through all that country, and it occurred to him that by representing himself to be the general he might obtain the best the house...
Page 28 - I see the dagger-crest of Mar, I see the Moray's silver star, Wave o'er the cloud of Saxon war, That up the lake comes winding far ! To hero bound for battle-strife, Or bard of martial lay, 'Twere worth ten years of peaceful life, One glance at their array ! XVI.
Page 433 - That makes no difference ; we know who you are, and we want you. We have here fifty men, armed with carbines and pistols. You cannot escape.' " There was a long pause, and then Booth said : — " ' Captain, this is a hard case, I swear. Perhaps I am being taken by my own friends.
Page 28 - They are half-way past the forest, when, sharp and loud, a volley of musketry bursts upon the head of the column; horses stagger, riders reel and fall, but the troop presses forward undismayed. The farther corner of the wood is reached, and Zagonyi beholds the terrible array. Amazed, he involuntarily checks his horse.
Page 54 - I went out with the officer as relief, I found that my post was upon a high eminence that overlooked the deep ravine in which our men had engaged the enemy, until Totten's battery came to their assistance. It was a dreary, lonesome beat. The moon had gone down in the early part of the night, while the stars twinkled dimly through a hazy atmosphere, lighting up imperfectly the surrounding objects.
Page 28 - Bright swords flashed in the sunshine, a passionate shout burst from every lip, and with one accord, the trot passing into a gallop, the compact column swept on in its deadly purpose. Most of them were boys. A few weeks before they had left their homes. Those who were cool enough to note it say that ruddy cheeks grew pale, and fiery eyes were dimmed with tears. Who shall tell what thoughts, what visions of peaceful cottages nestling among the groves of Kentucky, or shining upon the banks of the Ohio...
Page 236 - Then let us fight !" was the reply ; and to fight was the conclusion. Wright was plentifully supplied with revolvers ; he took two, and his wife another, loaded them carefully, and waited further developments. Monday afternoon three men rode up and inquired for Mr. Wright. He walked out, with the butt of a revolver sticking warily from his coat pocket, and inquired their wishes. The revolver seemed to upset their ideas. They answered nothing in particular, and proceeded to converse upon everything...
Page 187 - The hero and veteran, who was citizen, captain, colonel, brigadier and major-general within a space of nine months, though a rigid disciplinarian, and a perfect Ironsides in the discharge of his official duties, could enjoy a good joke, and is always ready to perpetrate one when an opportunity presents^ Indeed, among his acquaintances, he is as much renowned for his eccentric humor as he is for his skill and bravery as a commander.
Page 475 - You do solemnly swear that you will support the Constitution of the Unite"d States, and see that there are no grounds floating upon the coffee at all times.
Page 67 - Federal was quite sure that he was " done for," and at once obeyed the order. After dressing himself, he was thus accosted : " You surrender, our prisoner, do you ?"

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