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Frederick H. Dyer, Compendium of the War of the Rebellion: Regimental Histories 682 682 Browse Search
The Atlanta (Georgia) Campaign: May 1 - September 8, 1864., Part I: General Report. (ed. Maj. George B. Davis, Mr. Leslie J. Perry, Mr. Joseph W. Kirkley) 29 29 Browse Search
George Bancroft, History of the United States from the Discovery of the American Continent, Vol. 7, 4th edition. 27 27 Browse Search
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Massachusetts in the Army and Navy during the war of 1861-1865, vol. 1, Condensed history of regiments. 24 24 Browse Search
Harper's Encyclopedia of United States History (ed. Benson Lossing) 18 18 Browse Search
William F. Fox, Lt. Col. U. S. V., Regimental Losses in the American Civil War, 1861-1865: A Treatise on the extent and nature of the mortuary losses in the Union regiments, with full and exhaustive statistics compiled from the official records on file in the state military bureaus and at Washington 14 14 Browse Search
Alfred Roman, The military operations of General Beauregard in the war between the states, 1861 to 1865 13 13 Browse Search
William Schouler, A history of Massachusetts in the Civil War: Volume 2 12 12 Browse Search
The Daily Dispatch: June 22, 1863., [Electronic resource] 9 9 Browse Search
Waitt, Ernest Linden, History of the Nineteenth regiment, Massachusetts volunteer infantry , 1861-1865 8 8 Browse Search
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tree, There's an accident happened you didn't foresee, Jefferson D.! What shall be found upon History's page? Jefferson D., Jefferson D.! When the student explores the Republican age? Jefferson D.! He will find, as is meet, That at Judas's feet You sit in your shame, with the impotent plea, That you hated the land and the law of the free, Jefferson D.! What do you see in your visions at night? Jefferson D., Jefferson D.! Does the spectacle furnish you any delight? Jefferson D.! Do you feel, in disgrace, The black cap o'er your face, While the tremor creeps down from your heart to your knee, And Freedom insulted approves the decree? Jefferson D.! Oh, long have we pleaded, till pleading is vain! Jefferson D., Jefferson D.! Your hands are imbued with the blood of the slain! Jefferson D.! And at last, for the Right, We arise in our might-- A people united, resistless, and free, And declare that rebellion no longer shall be! Jefferson D.! New London, Conn. --N. Y. Tribune, June 17.
woods! The band took up the harmony when they had finished, and it crashed louder than before. The young Virginians, and the crowd of sable sons and daughters of the Old Dominion, listened, and were glad. The stern features of the little sons of the chivalry, who had been taught to hate the invaders, relaxed into smiles as they helped themselves to the profusion of good things left, and felt the soul-stirring strains. It was delightful — the day, the occasion, the scene. It was the 17th of June, the anniversary of the battle of Bunker Hill. It was in Virginia. Those who celebrated it were there because they loved their country, and were true to the memory of their Revolutionary fathers, the Constitution, and their flag. They were ready to spring from that festive table up the hill that rose above them at the first alarm, and fight as their fathers fought in ‘75. It was a lovely scene. In the distance was the marble Capitol and the unfinished monument to the ever blessed mem
up the gun and take it away. At this moment a shot struck him on the left temple. He immediately fell, and his only exclamation was, Oh! My gun! The same ball went through the body of another man, and took the leg off a third. Throughout the firing he had sighted every gun himself, and examined the effect of every shot with his glass. It was remarked by his own men, that every ball was placed in the very spot that he aimed for. The men say that he exhibited the same coolness that he would on parade. The enemy did not come out again until the Federal troops had been withdrawn a half hour. Lieut. Greble did not spike his gun, but kept it charged in preparing to withdraw his command. The sergeant spiked it after the lieutenant was killed. the Mobile Tribune proposes Cousin Sally as a pet name for the Confederate States. The name is rather effeminate, but then her male fire-eating cousins could very appropriately be called Sally-manders.--Louisville Journal, June 17.
Repudiation. 'Neath a ragged palmetto, a Southerner sat, A-twisting the band of his Panama hat, And trying to lighten his mind of a load, By humming the words of the following ode: “Oh! for a nigger! and oh! for a whip; Oh! for a cocktail! and oh! for a nip; Oh! for a shot at old Greeley and Beecher! Oh! for a crack at a Yankee school-teacher! Oh! for a captain! and oh! for a ship; Oh! for a cargo of niggers each trip!” And so he kept oh-ing for all he had not, Not contented with owing for all that he'd got. --N. Y. Tribune, June 17