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The Story of the Thirty Eighth Regiment of Massachusetts Volunteers: By ...
George Whitefield Powers
No preview available - 2016
1st Sergeant 26th Mass Abington April 13 army arrived Baltimore Baton Rouge batteries bayou Bedford Bisland breastworks Bridgewater Cambridge camp Capt Carrollton cavalry Cedar Creek Charles chronic diarrhoea command Company F Died at Baton Discharged at Boston Discharged for disability drill duty Duxbury Emory enemy Enlisted fire flags Fortress Monroe George guard Hundred James John Joseph July June 14 Louisiana Lynn March Marshfield Massachusetts ment miles Mississippi morning mustered night Nineteenth Corps o'clock officers Opequan Creek orders Orleans paroled passed picket Plymouth Port Hudson prisoner at Cedar Promoted 1st Lieutenant Promoted 2d Lieutenant Promoted Corporal Promoted Sergeant rear rebels regi regiment ROLL OF COMPANY Savannah Sept skirmishers soldiers soon Stewart's Mansion Hospital streets Taken prisoner third brigade Thirty Eighth transferred to 26th Transferred to Veteran troops typhoid fever Veteran Reserve Corps William Winchester woods Wounded at Port wounds received
Page 174 - Under his spurning feet the road Like an arrowy Alpine river flowed, And the landscape sped away behind Like an ocean flying before the wind, And the steed, like a bark fed with furnace ire, Swept on, with his wild eye full of fire.
Page 174 - Still sprung from those swift hoofs, thundering south, The dust, like smoke from the cannon's mouth; Or the trail of a comet, sweeping faster and faster, Foreboding to traitors the doom of disaster. The heart of the steed, and the heart of the master Were beating like prisoners assaulting their walls, Impatient to be where the battle-field calls ; Every nerve of the charger was strained to full play, With Sheridan only ten miles away. "Under his spurning feet the road Like an arrowy Alpine river...
Page 174 - But there is a road from Winchester town, A good, broad highway leading down ; And there, through the flush of the morning light, A steed as black as the steeds of night Was seen to pass, as with eagle flight, As if he knew the terrible need : He stretched away with his utmost speed ; Hills rose and fell ; but his heart was gay, With Sheridan fifteen miles away.
Page 174 - He is snuffing the smoke of the roaring fray, With Sheridan only five miles away. The first that the General saw were the groups Of stragglers, and then the retreating troops. What was done? what to do? a glance told him both, Then striking his spurs, with a terrible oath, He dashed down the line 'mid a storm of huzzas, And the wave of retreat checked its course there, because The sight of the master compelled it to pause. With foam and with dust the black charger was gray; By the flash of his eye...
Page 174 - Swept on with his wild eyes full of fire, But lo ! he is nearing his heart's desire — He is snuffing the smoke of the roaring fray With Sheridan only five miles away. "The first that the general saw were the groups Of stragglers, and then the retreating troops. What was done — what to do — a glance told him both ; Then striking his spurs with a terrible oath, He dashed down the line 'mid a storm of huzzas, And the wave of retreat checked its course there, because The sight of its master compelled...
Page 174 - mid a storm of huzzas, And the wave of retreat checked its course there, because The sight of the master compelled it to pause. With foam and with dust the black charger was gray ; By the flash of his eye, and his red nostril's play, He seemed to the whole great army to say, " I have brought you Sheridan all the way From Winchester down, to save the day.
Page 218 - Cod would never be doubled : headland succeeded headland, until, ffnally, the point was passed, and the bay entered. As the towns and villages on the South Shore came in sight, eager eyes were strained to catch a glimpse of the one spot so long the object of thought. The luxuriant banks of the Mississippi, or the historical ones of the Potomac, had no charms compared with the dwarfed shrubbery of Cohasset, of Scituate, of Marshfield, and of Plymouth.
Page 58 - Eighth after that time ; and when other regiments were confined to strict camplimits, Lieut. -Col. Richardson allowed his command, when off duty, to roam anywhere within sound of the bugle, and, when stationed near a town or city, freely gave leave of absence when it did not conflict with orders from higher authorities. At 'this time, the Forty Seventh Massachusetts was doing garrison duty in New Orleans, and, having many acquaintances in the Thirty Eighth, visited them often. The contrast between...