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Browsing named entities in a specific section of Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 12. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones). Search the whole document.
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September 5th (search for this): chapter 103
August 30th, 1862 AD (search for this): chapter 103
Dairy of Rev J. G. Law.
Battle of Richmond, Kentucky.
August 30, 1862, 12 o'clock. On the battle field.
We have had a hard fight of three hours duration, have routed the enemy with great slaughter, and are now resting in an apple orchard.
About daylight we were in line of battle, and moved forward about two miles, when we filed off into the turnpike and resumed the rout step.
We were under the impression that the enemy had fled as usual upon our approach, and were marching quietly and carelessly along about 8 o'clock, when all of a sudden, like a clap of thunder in a clear sky, the report of a cannon rung out on the morning air and a shell came whizzing over our heads.
The head of the column immediately filed off into the woods and we were again drawn up in battle array.
Forward, march!
shouted our gallant Colonel Fitzgerald, and the gray line steadily advanced through a heavy fire from the Yankee batteries, until we reached a rail fence, where we encountered the infant
August 30th (search for this): chapter 103
August 31st (search for this): chapter 103