. History of the twenty third Pennsylvania volunteer infantry, Birney's Zouaves; three months & three years service, Civil War . ot regulation as to theposition of the musket, it is realistic—thus showing the soldier underfire—and one more appropriate ona battlefield. The surroundingsbeing woodland—the figure is sup-ported by a broken tree, appar-ently struck by a piece of shell—all details as to uniform and accou-trements have been brought artis-tically out,—and in placing this work of art in the keeping of yourAssociation, we deem it a pleasant duty we owe to thank you for thefaithful manner
. History of the twenty third Pennsylvania volunteer infantry, Birney's Zouaves; three months & three years service, Civil War . ot regulation as to theposition of the musket, it is realistic—thus showing the soldier underfire—and one more appropriate ona battlefield. The surroundingsbeing woodland—the figure is sup-ported by a broken tree, appar-ently struck by a piece of shell—all details as to uniform and accou-trements have been brought artis-tically out,—and in placing this work of art in the keeping of yourAssociation, we deem it a pleasant duty we owe to thank you for thefaithful manner in which you have labored for the preservation of thisfield—and in the name of the Survivors of the Twenty-third PennsylvaniaVolunteer Infantry we gratefully acknowledge the gift of the State ofPennsylvania which so generously appropriated the funds for its John M. Krauth, of Gettysburg, received the Statue onbehalf of the Battlefield Memorial Association, in a brief address. Seventy-five ladies of the Twenty-third, as choristers, than sangthe following verses of the National Hymn— MICHAEL McCORMIGK,Co. A My country ! tis of thee,Sweet land of liberty, Of thee I sing :Land where my fathers died !Land of the Pilgrims prideFrom every mountain side Let Freedom ring ! My native country, of the noble free. Thy name 1 love ;I love thy rocks and woods and templed hills ;My heart with rapture thrills, Like that above. Let music swell the ring from all the trees Sweet freedoms song:Let mortal tongues awake ;Let all that breathe partake ;Let rocks their silence break, The sound prolong. Our fathers God, to Thee,Author of Liberty, To Thee we sing ;Long may our land be brightWith Freedoms holy light;Protect us by Thy might. Great God, our King. PENNSYLVANIA VOLUNTEER INFANTRY. 295 With music of the band, and everybody joining in the singing,the inspiring melody that went up in the woods, made a scene long tobe rememb
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