The Columbian. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1866-1910, 1867-10-18

| enormous line darkcneu up from It's
gulis and coverts. The Union guns
! opened upon it from Cemetery Cape on
Culp's IIill, rolling back the center and
left Of Early as If paralysis had stricken
/ it, The Observation-Disclosures, crept I'M
| dcrthc houses and fences of Getty -burgh
| till they come to the rise ofthc Cemetery
Hill, when with bound they cleared
| the garss swell, and laid hands upon
/ the hot Cannons that had murdered
them. towards infantry lacking unity
Of race and sympathy, would not stand.
! Wicdrirh'o and Ricketts, gunncrs held
/ fast with swubs and stones.
The mad gray demons were astridc
the guns, but they could not tame their
drivers. 4 fight, hand TO hand, too
/ terrific in intensity for description,
ragged, and the slaughter was horrible.
/ Then Hancock and Carol charged up.
The gray demons reel and where hurled
back, Shrapncl, spherical case grape,
ball, opened upon them. The Genet
cry seemed to have voiuited its death to
the surface, but the dead were traitors,
and into the town their remnant faded, !,
their yell shrek of grief
On Culp's Hill, where WadswOrth
lay behind brcastworks, the action last
ed late into the night. Culp's Hill is II
denscly wooded imitation of Round
Top, steep-edgcd plentifully with rocks
at night funeral place, where the
owls hoot over the / 800 dead that now
hunt it. The rampartS and stone-hcaps
that our men threw up there stand still
on the lonely zigzagged Drinks. Deep
down into the pits at the peaks base
you can sec where the rebels assembled
in the night every rifle making stream
of fire like Roman candle. They
climbed that hill to perish in swathes ;
they never reached its crest save on the
right, where our men had deserted the
rifle pits to do service along the scythe-
handle, and in them the troops, of John
son rcstedon their muskets. AS daylight
burst upon them Meade made ON
his flank an invinciblc and infinite ad-
vance of cannon, before which the Re-
bellion as in nightmare flung itself
down the steep, and the wht lie grand
scythe shoue with the reflection of Union
battle flags. ......
OF what avail is it to speak of the
third days action, when the artillery
of the two embattled sections at p. m.
opened so monstrously between the
fail and the scythe, tearing the face OF
the world to furrows rs if Satan plowed
on the slopes of Eden. Under this ROOT
of she'l Pickett's lj,S0O death careless
men walked mile over their own
graves to lIancock's ramparts, set theil
battle-ilagS upon them and sunk indeath
= Oh lutility of talk to cover pages ant
} victory defeat! Go, stranger, to Gettys
burg and pick up any clod, and say
thi, was man The fourth day ther
! was rain, and the wounded lay out in il
lhe fifth day the Rebellion withdreN
lis waves forever from Northern soil.
: 1t happend rs was fitting, tina
: Pennsylvania should act the grandes
= part in this bloody tragedy of whic
: dcr-E-chicr was hers. one Of her sol
:, upcncd the battle, and his was tn
: most lumcntCd stature lost there, as Il
was The earliest that fell, Tho BATH
r Of the second day was closed on III
left By her noble division Of reserve
y led by that son Of hers who heard /
+ Fort sumter the first gun Of the Wi
peal out, and on the right by him VII
u is now her civil administrator. In I'll
y centre stood Hancock, also II Peunsy
vanial, and he broke the heart OF il
Il vasiOn ON the last dreadful day Of ca
& mage while the highest point Of groun
o upon the field upheld the Common
wealth flags, with that most rcprcscl
@ tativo inscription Of the staid old state
"Nirtue, Liberty and independence
: Virginia never gave so deadly WELDON
q to Il northern army as Pennsylvan
II to her invaders from the South. Tn,
II never shook the arch of the State ugai
but they remembered how that po
:, dcrous Keystone crushed them at &c
l. tySburg.