. The story of American heroism; thrilling narratives of personal adventures during the great Civil war, as told by the medal winners and roll of honor men . ant action which won for him the medalof honor. It was hardly possible to see the enemy, ow-ing to the thick undergrowth and to manyof the Federal troops it was as if each ,^-^Hman was fighting on his own account,the question of advance or retreat beingdecided as seemed to him individuallybest. Now half concealed by the bushes, andnow advancing into the open, only to be drivenback as the Confederates gained a glimpse ofhim and made a sava
. The story of American heroism; thrilling narratives of personal adventures during the great Civil war, as told by the medal winners and roll of honor men . ant action which won for him the medalof honor. It was hardly possible to see the enemy, ow-ing to the thick undergrowth and to manyof the Federal troops it was as if each ,^-^Hman was fighting on his own account,the question of advance or retreat beingdecided as seemed to him individuallybest. Now half concealed by the bushes, andnow advancing into the open, only to be drivenback as the Confederates gained a glimpse ofhim and made a savage onslaught, Kempfought with desperate, dogged persistency, heeding the danger sufficiently toprotect his body from the Confederate bullets as far as was possible, andscorning safety when he fancied he saw an opportunity of recovering a fewyards of that hotly contested ground. His companion on his right suddenly plunged forward with a bulletthrough his head. The man on his left had screened himself by the trunk ofa sapling, and was bandaging a gaping wound in his leg with a strip tornfrom his shirt. Kemp was comparatively alone. His gun having become. General James A. Loxgsteeet. 384 THE STORY OF heated he had ceased firing for a few minutes to clean it. when, hardlytwenty yards away three forms in gray emerged from the trees, evidentlybelieving they had forced back their enemies at this particular point. Oneof them bore the colors of his regiment. Kemp no longer thought of cleaning his gun. Hurriedly loading it. hismind intent upon gaining possession of the Stars and Bars, heeding notthe disparity in numbers, he dashed forward with a yell as he discharged hisweapon, and an instant later was grappling with the color-bearer and one ofthe color guards, the third of the Confederates having already received thecontents of his musket. Two and fro, amid the tangled foliage, trampling here upon a woundedman and stumbling there over a corpse, the three reel, until by a lucky
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