What people are saying - Write a review
We haven't found any reviews in the usual places.
A. P. Hill ambulances ammunition April army artillery artillery fire attack battle Birney Birney's Division bivouacked bridge Brigade caissons camp canister Capt Captain captured cavalry Chancellorsville Chief of Artillery Clark Clark's Battery Cold Harbor column command Creek crossed disability drove Eleventh Corps Emmitsburg Emmitsburg road enemy enemy's batteries engaged field fight flank Fort Davis Fort Lyon front Gettysburg ground Heintzelman hill Hooker horses infantry James James river James—Mus Jersey John John—Mus July June 16 Lieut limber miles morning Mott's Division moved musketry night noon officers opened fire peach orchard placed in position plank road pontoon pontoon bridge prisoners railroad rear Rebel redoubt regiment report to Gen repulsed rifle river says Second Corps sent Sept Sergeant Sergt sharpshooters shell shot Sickles siege of Petersburg Sims Sixth Corps skirmish line Steventon tery Third Corps tion troops wagons William William—Mus woods
Page 59 - ... Pennsylvania Cavalry to proceed at a gallop, attack the rebels, and check the attack at any cost until we could get ready for them. This service was splendidly performed, but with heavy loss, and I gained some fifteen minutes to bring Martin's battery into position facing the woods, to reverse a battery of your corps, to detach some cavalry to stop runaways, and to secure more guns from our retreating forces. It was at this moment you joined me and gave every assistance your authority could command,...
Page 91 - Longstreet the enemy held a position, from which, if he could be driven, it was thought that our army could be used to advantage in assailing the more elevated ground beyond, and thus enable us to reach the crest of the ridge. That officer was directed to endeavor to carry this position, while General Ewell attacked directly the high ground, on the enemy's right, which had already been partially fortified.
Page 58 - Time was everything. The fugitives of the Eleventh Corps swarmed from the woods, and swept frantically over the cleared fields in which my artillery was parked. The exulting enemy at their heels mingled yells with their volleys, and in the confusion which followed it seemed as if cannon and caissons, dragoons, cannoniers and infantry could never be disentangled from the mass into which they were suddenly thrown.
Page 60 - It was now dark, and their presence could only be ascertained by the flash of their muskets, from which a continuous stream of fire was seen encircling us, and gradually extending to our right, to cut us off from the army. This was at last checked by our guns, and the rebels withdrew. Several guns and caissons were then recovered from the woods where the enemy had been posted. Such was the fight at the head of Scott's Run. Artillery against infantry at 300 yards; the infantry in the woods, the artillery...
Page 60 - First New York Cavalry, rode to within one hundred yards of them, when they called out to him, 'We are friends; come on ! ' and he was induced to go fifty yards closer, when the whole line in a most dastardly manner opened on him with musketry, dropped the American color, and displayed eight or ten Rebel battle-flags.
Page 59 - Thompson, of the First New York Cavalry, rode to within one hundred yards of them, when they called out to him, "We are friends, come on...
Page 30 - I, Philip Kearney, an old soldier, enter my solemn protest against this order for retreat, — we ought, instead of retreating, to follow up the enemy and take Richmond. And in full view of all the responsibility of such a declaration, I say to you all, such an order can only be prompted by cowardice or treason.
Page 91 - Emmitsburg road, I placed one or two batteries in position and opened fire. A reply from the enemy's guns soon developed his lines. His left rested on or near Round Top, with line bending back and again forward, forming, as it were, a concave line, as approached by the Emmitsburg road.
Page 150 - ... home! To the cannon's thundering din, And banners on mast and dome, — And the ships come sailing in With all their ensigns dight, As erst for a great sea-fight. Let every color fly, Every pennon flaunt in pride; Wave, Starry Flag, on high! Float in the sunny sky, Stream o'er the stormy tide! For every stripe of stainless hue, And every star in the field of blue, Ten thousand of the brave and true Have laid them down and died.
Page 31 - Instead of ordering up one or two hundred pieces of artillery to play on the Yankees, a single battery was ordered up and knocked to pieces in a few minutes ; one or two others shared the same fate of being beaten in detail. The firing from our batteries was of the most farcical character.