. Gen. Robert Edward Lee; soldier, citizen, and Christian patriot. rock of Gibraltar. Many deadand wounded were left by their brave comrades on the spot wherethey fell. There was no time for anything but duty, and thatstern duty was ahead of them. Again and again the Federal bat-teries poured forth a rain of solid shot, shell, shrapnel and canisterupon them in unstinted measure. Horrid rents, which were quicklyclosed up, were made in their lines as the men pressed steadilyforward, a thundercloud of war that would not be stayed. TheFederals, seeing that they were dealing with a desperate foe,in
. Gen. Robert Edward Lee; soldier, citizen, and Christian patriot. rock of Gibraltar. Many deadand wounded were left by their brave comrades on the spot wherethey fell. There was no time for anything but duty, and thatstern duty was ahead of them. Again and again the Federal bat-teries poured forth a rain of solid shot, shell, shrapnel and canisterupon them in unstinted measure. Horrid rents, which were quicklyclosed up, were made in their lines as the men pressed steadilyforward, a thundercloud of war that would not be stayed. TheFederals, seeing that they were dealing with a desperate foe,increased their fire, if possible, but with no apparent effect exceptto mark the track over which the force was moving with the deadand wounded heroes. Never was there a sublimer exhibition of bravery on anybattlefield. Courage was personified in every man. On they wentin the face of the relentless hail of death that was beating againstthem. General Armistead was seen, with his hat held aloft on hissword to serve as a guide, marching resolutely at the head of his. 296 GENERAL ROBERT EDWARD LEE. gallant men. Shot and shell whistled about him, jet he was un-daunted. His journey was a desperate one, but he continiied bravely,not with the courage of desperation, but with the courage of a perfectman and a gallant soldier. Dont flinch an inch, boys, he had saidto his men, before starting away, and they were heroically responding. The carnage in their ranks was fearful to contemplate. Itseemed more like cold-blooded butchery than systematic war. Thatpart of our army not engaged watched the gallant band in painfulsuspense. It did not seem within the limit of human endeavorthat they could ever reach the objective point, so terrible was theslaughter to which they were being subjected. On they went,with every step becoming more determined. Surely there wasnever seen such matchless heroism. Nothing could stay or checkthem. When within a short distance of the Federal line, theirwild yells of
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