. History of the Twelfth Regiment, Rhode Island Volunteers, in the Civil War, 1862-1863 . remem-ber, as we went through the old railroad bed, how the guns onthe hill threw shot and shell, pieces of railroad iron, and anyold thing, with a carelessness that we little relished. A shotstruck the haversack of one of the big six-footers just behind meat the right of Company B, emptying all the rations on theground and saving the comrades life at the same time. As wemarched steadily on, I heard him remark, without a quiver inhis deep-toned voice, I wish youd leave me some of my hard-tack. We got outs
. History of the Twelfth Regiment, Rhode Island Volunteers, in the Civil War, 1862-1863 . remem-ber, as we went through the old railroad bed, how the guns onthe hill threw shot and shell, pieces of railroad iron, and anyold thing, with a carelessness that we little relished. A shotstruck the haversack of one of the big six-footers just behind meat the right of Company B, emptying all the rations on theground and saving the comrades life at the same time. As wemarched steadily on, I heard him remark, without a quiver inhis deep-toned voice, I wish youd leave me some of my hard-tack. We got outside the city at last, but when the order to advancewas given, only a few companies knew anything of the fact, theregimental line being broken. Learning that the right of theregiment had advanced. Captains Longstreet and Eogers held aconsultation, and decided that to advance farther in that direc-tion would only be throwing their mens lives away to no pur-pose, and so ordered us to lie d^wn under cover of a slight I saw some of the most sad scenes of my whole life- over r-; o. RHODE ISLAND VOLUNTEERS 205 US and falling all around us was a perfect storm of shot, shell,bullets, shell, bullets, and railroad iron, screeching, screaming,whizzing, tearing the ground and wounding, maiming, and kill-ing many, who, unable to fire a musket, were good targets forthe enemys engines of destruction. Just as we reached thisspot. Gen. Thomas Francis Meagher, at the head of his brigade,composed chiefly of Irish regiments, rushed by like a hurricanelet loose, and I heard the brave general, with voice like one madclear through, shout above the noise of the battle, Go in, J)oys,and give em hell! Time after time did this enthusiastic leader of the boys whosang Wearing of the Green, hurl his famous regiments againstthe force of rebels at the stone wall without success, until two-thirds of his men covered the field, wounded, bleeding, dying. . Some idea of the position occupied by the portio
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