. History of the Corn Exchange Regiment, 118th Pennsylvania Volunteers, from their first engagement at Antietam to Appomattox. To which is added a record of its organization and a complete roster. Fully illustrated with maps, portraits, and over one hundred illustrations . any proper understanding among the suborilinate commanders as to themode of formation, for, though we were really in echelon, it was generally sup-posed that we were moving in several lines. Column in mass! I disiinctlyremember hearing our colonel giving the order, Cease firing, and adding: Vou are firing on your own men ! W
. History of the Corn Exchange Regiment, 118th Pennsylvania Volunteers, from their first engagement at Antietam to Appomattox. To which is added a record of its organization and a complete roster. Fully illustrated with maps, portraits, and over one hundred illustrations . any proper understanding among the suborilinate commanders as to themode of formation, for, though we were really in echelon, it was generally sup-posed that we were moving in several lines. Column in mass! I disiinctlyremember hearing our colonel giving the order, Cease firing, and adding: Vou are firing on your own men ! We soon had a deadly enfilading fire uponus and were soon compelled to wiihdraw. Now, /did not withdraw, and for thefollowing reason : My good people at home resolved that a first-rate thing for meto have was a good pair of boots, and, up to the time of the beginning of thiscampaign, I thought it good judgment on their part; but when, after two daysmarch, I discovered one of my ankles rublied to the bone, bare of flesh, I changedmy mind. As soon as the retreat began the rebels left their works on a run and firing asthey ran. I was escorted to the rear in company of one of them who found meunable to keep up [hors du combat, ns it were) and who asked for my sword with. 42 (657) — 65S — ihe muzzle of his riHe in close proximity to my breast. My response to his over-tures seemed satisfactory. But I remember that ere we reached their workswe were both in danger from Yankee bullets, which gave the lie to a great, gauntspecimen of fanaticism who was among the first to follow and who kept exclaim-ing: You cant fight, you cant fight; God Almighty wont let you ! The next morning, along with about 300 other jirisoners, I was marched awayin charge of a cavalry guard, having first made a trade (with one of its men) ofmy boots for a good pair of English-made shoes. This put me in better marchingorder, but still, had it not been for the kindnes-; of one of the guard in allowingme to ride u
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