. Knapsack and rifle; or, Life in the Grand Army; war as seen from the ranks. Pen pictures and sketches of camp, bivouac, marches, battle-fields and battles, commanders, great military movements, personal reminiscences and narratives of army life ... Also, a complete chronology of the war, and a digest of the pension laws of the United States .. . ntly I had drawnattention to myself. There was but one thing to do now. With a quickmovement I sprang to my feet, still grasping the flag,and started on a quick run across the plain, taking aziggag course so that no one could aim deliberately at me.
. Knapsack and rifle; or, Life in the Grand Army; war as seen from the ranks. Pen pictures and sketches of camp, bivouac, marches, battle-fields and battles, commanders, great military movements, personal reminiscences and narratives of army life ... Also, a complete chronology of the war, and a digest of the pension laws of the United States .. . ntly I had drawnattention to myself. There was but one thing to do now. With a quickmovement I sprang to my feet, still grasping the flag,and started on a quick run across the plain, taking aziggag course so that no one could aim deliberately at me. Away I went, running as I had never run before,bounding over dead and wounded, desperately anxious tocross that fatal hundred yards of open space, and gainthe shelter of tlie forest beyond. And never had man before such need for haste. Mymovement seemed the signal to draw the fire of thewhole line of the enemy. Bullets flew around me likeliail stones in a fierce storm. Mud was splashed on me 22 338 KNAPSACK AND lilFLE. where they struck the ground at my side, showing tha^the enemy had the range. Yet not a bullet struck meor my clothing. As I ran I clung to my flag, dragging it at a trailbehind me, grasping the stafi near the centre. Avery few seconds brought me to the edge of the trees had been felled to form a barrier, and as I. COMRADE ULMER SAVEN^G THE FLAGOF THE REGIMENT. ,r scrambled through, the flag caught in the I possessed my sober senses just then I shouldprobably have let it go, and looked to my own to my excited fancy the flag seemed part of myself,and I frantically jerked to tear it loose, heedless of thestorm of bullets in the air. It yielded to my fierceefibrt and on I dashed, the w^iole line firing at me as fastas they could load and pull trigger. Once again the flag fouled between two trees. Atwist and a jerk released it; and on I Avent in my KNAPSACK AND RIFLE. 339 desperate charge for life, glad to the soul that I hadgained
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