 | Robert Tomes, Benjamin G. Smith - Slavery - 1862 - 764 pages
...of smiling but hungry faces. One boy told me, with a laugh on his young lips, that he had not eaten anything for thirty hours. There was not, thank God,...heroes, nor a flask that was not at their disposal. " Our march lay through an arid, sandy, tobacco-growing country. The sun poured on our heads like hot... | |
 | Ann Sophia Winterbothom Stephens - United States - 1863 - 518 pages
...of smiling but hungry faces. One boy told me, with a laugh on his young lips, that he had not eaten anything for thirty hours. There was not, thank God,...heroes, nor a flask that was not at their disposal. Our march lay through an arid, sandy, tobacco-growing country. The sun poured on our heads like hot... | |
 | Ann Sophia Winterbothom Stephens - United States - 1863 - 518 pages
...of smiling but hungry faces. One boy told me, with a laugh on his young lips, that he had not eaten anything for thirty hours. There was not, thank God,...heroes, nor a flask that was not at their disposal. Our march lay through an arid, sandy, tobacco-growing country. The sun poured on our heads like hot... | |
 | Thomas Prentice Kettell - United States - 1865 - 872 pages
...lips, " that he had not eaten any thing for thirty hours." There •was not a haversack in the Seventh regiment that was not emptied into the hands of these...heroes, nor a flask that was not at their disposal. The march continued until the next morning, with a short halt here and there. There were two roads... | |
 | Frank Moore - United States - 1866 - 654 pages
...of smiling but hungry faces. One boy told me, with a laugh on his young lips, that he had not eaten anything for thirty hours. There was not, thank God,...to pay them tribute here, and mentally doff my cap. Our march lay through an arid, sandy, tobaccogrowing country. The sun poured on our heads like hot... | |
 | Ann Sophia Stephens - United States - 1866 - 514 pages
...of smiling but hungry faces. One boy told me, with a laugh on his young lips, that he had not eaten anything for thirty hours. There was not, thank God,...heroes, nor a flask that was not at their disposal. Our march lay through an arid, sandy, tobacco-growing country. ,The sun poured on our heads like hot... | |
 | Frank Moore - United States - 1882 - 590 pages
...of smiling but hungry faces. One boy told me, with a laugh on his young lips, that he had not eaten anything for thirty hours. There was not, thank God,...was not emptied into the hands of these ill-treated herues, nor a flask that was not at their disposal. 1 am glad to pay them tribute here, and mentally... | |
 | Frank Moore - American literature - 1889 - 602 pages
...of smiling but hungry faces. One bov told me, with a laugh on his young lips, that he iiad not eaten anything for thirty hours. There was not, thank God,...to pay them tribute here, and mentally doff my cap. 232 ANECDOTES, POETRY. ANT) INCIDENTS. command of Capts. Clarke and Nevers, the latter . to explore... | |
 | Frank Moore - American literature - 1889 - 598 pages
...of smiling but hungry faces. One boy told me, with a laugh on his young lips, that he hud not eaten anything for thirty hours. There was not, thank God,...ill-treated heroes, nor a flask that was not at their disj .usal. 1 urn glad to pay them tribute here, and mentally doff my cap. Our march icy through an... | |
 | Frank B. Marcotte - Biography & Autobiography - 2005 - 188 pages
...track which they had laid, they greeted us with ranks of smiling but hungry faces.... There was not a haversack in our regiment that was not emptied into...their disposal. I am glad to pay them tribute...." During that night of April 24, 1861, the rebuilding of the railroad track went on hour after hour.... | |
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I say, were starving while they were doing all this good work. What their Colonel was doing I can't say. As we marched along the track that they had laid, they . greeted us with ranks of smiling but hungry faces. One boy told me, with a laugh on his young... 
