. 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 . the flag, as has been asserted, other-wise why did he, immediately on seeing it, send foraid? Why did he not go in the most direct line tothe house, instead of doing as he did? We started to descend the stairs, and 1led the way. Ellsworth was just behind in theact of rolling the flag into a small bundle. AsI reached ihe first landing and turned, with halfa dozen steps between me and the floor, therestood a man with a double-barreled gun r
. 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 . the flag, as has been asserted, other-wise why did he, immediately on seeing it, send foraid? Why did he not go in the most direct line tothe house, instead of doing as he did? We started to descend the stairs, and 1led the way. Ellsworth was just behind in theact of rolling the flag into a small bundle. AsI reached ihe first landing and turned, with halfa dozen steps between me and the floor, therestood a man with a double-barreled gun restingon the banisters, tlie muzzle pointing at my breast. Until this moment everything had been soquiet that we were not anticipating trouble. Promjited by tlit instincts of self-preser-vation rather than anything else. I \PTAIN- Frank K, Bruwnell. throwing the barrel of Iny gun on his, and both weapons slid along the banisters until the turn was reached, when they fell apart. In my lea]>I had cleared the stejis from the landing to the floor, but before 1 could recover my e([ui]il)riuiiithe man l>rought his gun to position once AMERICAN HEROISM. 29 At this instant Ellsworth came into view on the landing, and Jackson fired. Then,whirling suddenly, he leveled the weapon at me. As he did so I discharged my musket andsprang forward with the bayonet. That movement saved my life, for the heavy charge ofbuckshot passed over my head, penetrating a door directly behind me. • The muzzle of the gun was within three or four feet of Ellsworths breast, and the chargestruck him just above the heart. With the exclamation, My God! he fell forward from thelanding to the floor. Jackson was shot in the corner of his left eye, through the brain, and the bayonet piercedhis heart. He fell backward to the landing without having spoken a wt)r(l from the first time Isaw him. I can only account for my escape by the supposition that, when I came into view on thelanding, Jackson w
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