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Edward Porter Alexander, Military memoirs of a Confederate: a critical narrative 31 3 Browse Search
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 31. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones) 21 5 Browse Search
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 1. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones) 18 0 Browse Search
Brigadier-General Ellison Capers, Confederate Military History, a library of Confederate States Military History: Volume 5, South Carolina (ed. Clement Anselm Evans) 16 0 Browse Search
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 25. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones) 13 1 Browse Search
Comte de Paris, History of the Civil War in America. Vol. 2. (ed. Henry Coppee , LL.D.) 12 0 Browse Search
J. William Jones, Christ in the camp, or religion in Lee's army 11 1 Browse Search
Jubal Anderson Early, Ruth Hairston Early, Lieutenant General Jubal A. Early , C. S. A. 11 5 Browse Search
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Documents and Narratives, Volume 7. (ed. Frank Moore) 10 2 Browse Search
D. H. Hill, Jr., Confederate Military History, a library of Confederate States Military History: Volume 4, North Carolina (ed. Clement Anselm Evans) 9 1 Browse Search
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John Esten Cooke, Wearing of the Gray: Being Personal Portraits, Scenes, and Adventures of War., To Gettysburg and back again. (search)
el from a Federal cavalryman within ten paces of him, but fortunately sustained no injury. Having failed in this charge the enemy did not attempt another; the lines remained facing each other, and skirmishing, while the long thunder of the artillery beyond, indicated the hotter struggle of Cemetery Hill. Pickett's Virginians, we afterwards knew, were making their wild charge at that moment: advancing into that gulf of fire from which so few were to return; Kemper was being shot down; Armistead was falling as he leaped his horse over the Federal breastworks — the fate of Gettysburg was being decided. Night settled down, and still ignorant of the result, Stuart rode along the whole front where the sharpshooters were still firing. In the yard of a house there was a dead man lying, I remember, in a curious position — as men killed in battle often doand another blue sharpshooter, who had been summoned to advance and surrender, was staggering up with his face all bloody. Such ar