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Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 13. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones) 59 59 Browse Search
Comte de Paris, History of the Civil War in America. Vol. 2. (ed. Henry Coppee , LL.D.) 56 56 Browse Search
Comte de Paris, History of the Civil War in America. Vol. 3. (ed. Henry Coppee , LL.D.) 36 34 Browse Search
Robert Underwood Johnson, Clarence Clough Buell, Battles and Leaders of the Civil War. Volume 3. 29 29 Browse Search
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 7. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones) 27 27 Browse Search
Comte de Paris, History of the Civil War in America. Vol. 1. (ed. Henry Coppee , LL.D.) 25 25 Browse Search
Ulysses S. Grant, Personal Memoirs of U. S. Grant 24 24 Browse Search
Benson J. Lossing, Pictorial Field Book of the Civil War. Volume 3. 24 24 Browse Search
The Daily Dispatch: May 25, 1863., [Electronic resource] 22 0 Browse Search
Adam Badeau, Military history of Ulysses S. Grant from April 1861 to April 1865. Volume 1 22 22 Browse Search
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Letter from Corinth. [from an Occasional Correspondent.] Corinth, Miss., May 28, 1862. This has been a day of excitement, in strange contrast with the quiet and calm and music I wrote about yesterday. The intense heat suggested the propriety of preparing to dodge a substance. Riding out early to visit Gen. D. H. Maury, at Van Dorn's headquarters we were informed his whole command had gone out at daylight to meet the enemy. We halted to listen to the artillery, and for hours "the music of its roar" resounded along our lines. During part of the morning so heavy and constant was the cannonade that some said it was worse than at Shiloh; and most exhilarating music it was — so long anticipated, so long resounding in our imaginations. And now this cannon-thunder, hitherto slumbering in stern silence, had found a voice to answer the approaching foe, and had wakened to the eloquence of action. I could only wait with an officer friend until his turn came, and I could accompa