. 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 . ompanies of our regimentcrowded through the crater in which was massed all the white troops whohad preceded us. This was slow work, and we were being terribly some means never discovered, our regiment broke in two and tlio colorcomi^ny, followed l)y tlie whole left wing of the regiment, fikHl to the right AMERICAN HEROISM. 445 and passed outside of the Rebel breastworks, in front of which were almostimpassable lines of C/ie
. 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 . ompanies of our regimentcrowded through the crater in which was massed all the white troops whohad preceded us. This was slow work, and we were being terribly some means never discovered, our regiment broke in two and tlio colorcomi^ny, followed l)y tlie whole left wing of the regiment, fikHl to the right AMERICAN HEROISM. 445 and passed outside of the Rebel breastworks, in front of which were almostimpassable lines of C/ieval de /rise and abatis. This breastwork was full ofveteran soldiers, and the slaughter of our defenseless line, less than onehundred feet from them and marching parallel to them, can be one knew a mistake had been made, but I saw no sign of panic orretreating, but the companies became completely mixed up. I happened tosee a path through the abatis where the Rebels sent sentinels out at I crawled through this and lay down on the outside of thebreastwork, where I was safe, as I only had to place my pistol alongside of. OiTsiDE THE Breastworks. gun which was tired fromother side and fire to soona little space over which noguns were fired. I could alsosee our men in their awful predica-ment and became nearly frantic. By this time six colored soldiers hadcrawled through to me. We had a hurried talk, decided we could not goback and that our only chance was to go in. The fellows fixed their bayonetsand at a signal from me we all sprang over the works. Being unexpected wecreated a panic. I think every one of the six bayoneted a man beforetouching the ground. Taking advantage of the panic we turned to the right,thinking of our fellows out in that awful field, yelling at the top of our voices,and bayoneting every one who could be reached. We kept up the panic untilwe passed our men in front and came to an angle in the works, where the 446 THE STORY OF
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