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Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 11. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), General Beauregard's report of the battle of Drury's Bluff. (search)
ies of the Battalion of Washington Artillery tried, amidst the clangor of resounding arms, during the four years of active warfare, gaining for themselves the admiration not only of their own countrymen, but of the soldiers of the world— never lacking in spirit, energy, and courage, stern to inflict, stubborn to endure, yet smiling undaunted in the face of death. In their country's cause, and in support of principles to them sacred, their guidons were carried from the Susquehanna to the Gulf of Mexico. The guns reverberating over and beyond the hills and valleys of the Blue Ridge, were reechoed by those of gallant Slocomb and Chalaron, in the mountains of Georgia and Tennessee. Scarcely had the smoke of battle curled in wreaths above the pines of Virginia, than our brothers in the West took up and prolonged the dreadful note. Then our guns were never quiet; now their roar is heard only resounding down the corridors of time. And with the talented Zariffa we say— From the war
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 11. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), The Washington Artillery. (search)
ies of the Battalion of Washington Artillery tried, amidst the clangor of resounding arms, during the four years of active warfare, gaining for themselves the admiration not only of their own countrymen, but of the soldiers of the world— never lacking in spirit, energy, and courage, stern to inflict, stubborn to endure, yet smiling undaunted in the face of death. In their country's cause, and in support of principles to them sacred, their guidons were carried from the Susquehanna to the Gulf of Mexico. The guns reverberating over and beyond the hills and valleys of the Blue Ridge, were reechoed by those of gallant Slocomb and Chalaron, in the mountains of Georgia and Tennessee. Scarcely had the smoke of battle curled in wreaths above the pines of Virginia, than our brothers in the West took up and prolonged the dreadful note. Then our guns were never quiet; now their roar is heard only resounding down the corridors of time. And with the talented Zariffa we say— From the war