. 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 . hem. The topography of the ground w^as nearly level, and. timberprevailing, the use of artillery was impracticable. Suddenly fi-om theFederal line there advanced, on a splendid black horse, an officerwho with drawn sword called on his men to charge. Those who werewitnesses of the sight told me that in all the war they never saw such aheroic sight. He continued to advance, far in front of his line, until bothhorse and rider went down in de
. 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 . hem. The topography of the ground w^as nearly level, and. timberprevailing, the use of artillery was impracticable. Suddenly fi-om theFederal line there advanced, on a splendid black horse, an officerwho with drawn sword called on his men to charge. Those who werewitnesses of the sight told me that in all the war they never saw such aheroic sight. He continued to advance, far in front of his line, until bothhorse and rider went down in death before the deadly volleys of theConfederates, who also drove back the Federal line, flanked Thomas, and ledto the evacuation of the field by Rosecrans as darkness came on. 370 THE STORY OF Thus died Lytle in full sight of friend and enemy, challenging by hiscourage the admiration of both. He evidently had not expected to findhimself confronted by such a force. l)ut taking in the situation, and fearingto demoialize his men by retiring behind his line, as he could otherwise wellhave d o n e , he sought to inspire his troops with hi own high and pressed on tobravely that therefront of him whosaved his life if DicATii iiF General Lytlr. certain death sowas not a man inwould not havehe could. I did not see him then, but there were others who recognized him andcared for his body. Next day T heard of his death, which clouded the triumphof the victory we had won. There was little I could do, but that little I was within twenty days of a year since I had sent him with a flag rejoicingon his way to his family. Borne down with sorrow over the loss of many adear friend and comrade on that liloody held, I had yet a tear to shed overthe brave Lytle, as with another flag I bore his body to Rosecrans lines,at Chattanooga, whence it went to mingle with the soil of his native State. AMERICAN HEROISM. 371 CHAPTER XLI. MixoR Events at a Distant Post — Newbern, N. C. —Bache
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