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History of the Third Regiment of Wisconsin Veteran Volunteer Infantry 1861-1865
Edwin Eustace Bryant
No preview available - 2015
1st Sergt 64 Drafted advance Antietam army artillery Atlanta attack Banks battery battle breastworks brigade camp Capt Captain cavalry Cedar Mountain Chancellorsville Charles Colonel column command Company H Confederate Creek crossed Culp's Hill Dallas died disability disch division enemy enemy's Enlisted field fire flank force Ford Frederick Front Royal George George W Gordon guns Hawley hill Hooker Hustisford infantry Jackson James John Julv July 18 June 9 Killed in action lieutenant M. O. July M. O. June Madison miles Milwaukee morning moved Neenah night officers Oshkosh picket position Potomac Pris Private prom rear rebel regiment Resaca Ridge river road Ruger Second Massachusetts sent Sept Sherman Shullsburg skirmishers Slocum soldiers soon term exp Third Wisconsin troops turnpike Twentieth corps Twenty-seventh Indiana valley wagons Waupun William Winchester Wiota woods wounded
Page 190 - ... within the tiny yard of the whitewashed cottage. In the midst of its warbling, a shell screamed over the house, instantly followed by another, and another, and in a moment the air was full of the most complete artillery prelude to an infantry battle that was ever exhibited.
Page 339 - For about two hours the battle raged with varied success, the enemy endeavoring to drive our troops into the second line of wood, and ours in turn to get possession of the line in front. Our troops ultimately succeeded in forcing the enemy back into the woods near the turnpike, General Green with his two brigades crossing into the woods to the left of the Dunbar church.
Page 167 - If the head of Lee's army is at Martinsburg and the tail of it on the plank road between Fredericksburg and Chancellorsville, the animal must be very slim somewhere. Could you not break him?
Page 377 - ... not that I speak in respect of want; for I have learned, in whatsoever state I am, therewith to be content. I know both how to be abased, and I know how to abound ; every where and in all things I am instructed both to be full and to be hungry, both to abound and to suffer need.
Page 199 - ... their agony. Occasionally a wagon would be passed from which only low, deep moans and sobs could be heard. No help could be rendered to any of the sufferers. On, on; we must move on. The storm continued and the darkness was fearful. There was no time even to fill a canteen with water for a dying man; for, except the drivers and the guards disposed in compact bodies every half mile, all were wounded and helpless in that vast train of misery. The night was awful, and yet it was our safety, for...
Page 281 - I only regarded the march from Atlanta to Savannah as a "shift of base," as the transfer of a strong army, which had no opponent, and had finished its then work, from the interior to a point on the sea-coast, from which it could achieve other important results. I considered this march as a means to an end, and not as an essential act of war.
Page 324 - ... lingered to express their sense of confidence in the strength of a Government which could claim such an army. Some little scenes enlivened the day, and called for the laughter and cheers of the crowd. Each division was followed by six ambulances, as a representative of its baggage - train.
Page 216 - Porter was not hit. He immediately ran, was followed and fired upon three times by one of the party, and finding that he was about to be overtaken, threw himself over a precipice into the river, and, succeeding in getting his hands...
Page 324 - ... bullet-riven flags, festooned with flowers, all attracted universal notice. Many good people, up to that time, had looked upon our Western army as a sort of mob; but the world then saw and recognized the fact, that it was an army in the proper sense, well organized, well commanded and disciplined; and there was no wonder that it had swept through the South like a tornado.
Page 191 - Through the midst of the storm of screaming and exploding shells an ambulance, driven by its frenzied conductor at full speed, presented to all of us the marvelous spectacle of a horse going rapidly on three legs. A hinder one had been shot off at the hock.