. 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 . mptied. Putting spurs to his horse he charged at full speed onthis man, and as he drew near, with sabre raised, he shouted man seemed dazed and reined up his horse without offering to fire. (live me that pistol. said Haskell, and the man turned it and handed itover fully loaded. Now dismount and turn your horse loose, and hit him a slap. The loosened horse galloped off, and leaving the man to go where hepleased Haskell rejoi
. 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 . mptied. Putting spurs to his horse he charged at full speed onthis man, and as he drew near, with sabre raised, he shouted man seemed dazed and reined up his horse without offering to fire. (live me that pistol. said Haskell, and the man turned it and handed itover fully loaded. Now dismount and turn your horse loose, and hit him a slap. The loosened horse galloped off, and leaving the man to go where hepleased Haskell rejoined his men. Starting these and their prisoners back byone road, he himself, with one of his best men. Sergeant DuBose a road to the left, by which he hoped to reach the Infantry lines morepromptly, and to find General Lee and make a personal report of liisobservations. They had gone but a short distance down the road when (hey camesuddenly upon the Federal General Kautz, with an escort, who had comethrough the woods and into the road in their rear. Thinking he might cuthis way through, Haskell shouted. Charge! and drawing the revolver he. CO <r UJ II-Ocr OQ UJ cr Q ZUJ I 5 AMERICAN HEROISM. 40!) had taken from the cavalry man. he and Snowdon rode at them. TheFederals opened fire at once with revolvers and carbines, and Snowdon fellat almost the first discharge, shot through the heart. Haskell had fired twoshots, and wounded two men. and was about tiring the third when hereceived a carbine ball, which entered his left eye. and came out behind hisleft ear. Bis after description of his sensations was peculiar. He thoughlhimself instantly killed. Time lost its limitations, and visions, like thosedescribed by people who have been nearly drowned, of his life passedbefore him, bringing up long-forgotten scenes and events. Then all wasdark but one light spot, in which he saw his right hand still raised with thepistol in it. and the smoke still hanging about the mouth o
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