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James Redpath, The Public Life of Captain John Brown 4 0 Browse Search
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Documents and Narratives, Volume 4. (ed. Frank Moore) 2 0 Browse Search
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o Steunn, hip, flesh wound; Charles L. Clark, throat. Twenty-First Massachusetts. Co. D, Capt. D. S. Foster, leg. Co. A, Private R. Weeks, thigh, severe; F. Sanderson, hand; C. W. Wadleigh, arm. Co. B, Privates John Sheeby, leg, severe; James Kane, thigh, severe. Co. C, Privates George Manning, thigh, dangerous; P. Leonard, leg to be amputated; A. Moody, shoulder, severe. Co. D, Privates Addison Marsh, face; James Montgomery, thigh, dangerous; Chas. T. Green, leg, slight; Geo. Hardy, leg, slight; Amos W. Gleason, shoulder, severe. Co. E, Sergt. Chris. A. Curtis, leg, flesh wound. Co. G, Privates Henry Howard, thigh; J. W. Norcross, chest; G. H. Matthews, chest, dangerous; Seth H. Paine, chest, dangerous; G. D. Whitcomb, shoulder, dangerous. Co. H, Corp. Fred Tyas, leg, slightly. Co. K, Geo. Booth, jaw, dangerous. Twenty-Third Massachusetts. Co. B, Sergt. G. Morse, left side. Co. D, Corp. John Battle, shoulder. Co. A, Private M. West, thigh.
James Redpath, The Public Life of Captain John Brown, Chapter 8: sword in hand. (search)
e second load. I then took one of the negroes with me and started for the Ferry. I met a negro woman a short distance below the school house, who informed me they were fighting hard at the Ferry. I hurried on till I came to the lock kept by George Hardy, about a mile above the bridge, where I saw his wife and Mrs. Elizabeth Read, who told me that our men were hemmed in, and that several of them had been shot. I expressed my intention to try to get to them, when Mrs. Hardy asked me to try to Mrs. Hardy asked me to try to get her husband released from the engine house. I told her I would. Mrs. Reed begged of me not to go down to the Ferry. She said I would be shot. I told her I must make an attempt to save my comrades, and passed on down the road. A short distance below the lock I met two boys whom I knew, and they told me — that our me: were all hemmed in by troops from Charlestown, Martinsburg, Hagerstown, and Shepherdstown. The negro who was with me had been very much frightened at the first report we r