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Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 8. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 12 (search)
Incidents of Mission Ridge.--One of the non-commissioned staff of the Sixth Ohio thus speaks of the charge, in which General Wood's division participated, up the steeps of Missionary Ridge, in the fighting of Wednesday, November twenty-fifth: From the foot to the crest of Missionary Ridge is at least three fourths of a mile, and very steep. Up this steep our men charged, right in the very mouths of at least sixty guns, that belched forth grape and canister incessantly. They stopped to rest only twice in the whole distance, each time quietly getting up and advancing as deliberately as though on drill, until, arrived at last within about one hundred yards of the enemy, away they went with a whoop and a yell, and clearing, almost at a bound, embankments, ditches, and every thing, were in the rebel works. They captured about five thousand prisoners, and nearly all the enemy's artillery. Our brigade (Hazen's) alone took sixteen pieces, and of these our regiment claims six, which
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 8. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 23 (search)
ove the clouds, which concealed him from our view, but from which his musketry was heard.--General Meigs to Secretary Stanton. By the banks of Chattanooga watching with a soldier's heed, In the chilly autumn morning, gallant Grant was on his steed: For the foe had climbed above him with the banners of their band, And the cannon swept the river from the hills of Cumberland. Like a trumpet rang his orders: “Howard, Thomas, to the bridge! One brigade aboard the Dunbar! Storm the heights of Mission Ridge, On the left the ledges, Sherman, charge and hurl the rebels down! Hooker, take the steeps of Lookout and the slopes before the town!” Fearless, from the northern summits, looked the traitors, where they lay, On the gleaming Union army, marshalled as for muster-day, Till the sudden shout of battle thundered upward its alarms, And they dropped their idle glasses in a hurried rush to arms. Then together up the highlands, surely, swiftly, swept the lines, And the clang of war above them sw