The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1886-04-11

crests Of glitterng arms and cannon,
! barrier opposed their way against whic
the fury was broken and hurled back o
itself. Five noble. brave corps stood o
and about Round Top, and when ninet
thousand Confederates launched them
selves on the plain and'clambered up tn
hillside. they were met by men wit
fixed bayonets who had promised ven
geance and who belched Il from a hun
storm from sixty thousand muskets.
COURAGE.
How inspiring were the cheers of oul
army on that first of July morning. a
its bronzed lines flying their battle-torr
flags. with drums beating and measured
tread, crossed over the borders OF The
State. We remember, too, the thought
that gave us courage-the thought that
the next blow struck would be within
the shadows of our own hills, in sight
of our own homes. and it was this re
Election that gave nerve 20 every heart.
strength to every arm and impulse to
every charge on those three days of ter
rible conflict, when Cemetery Hill was
wrapped in smoke and flames. and upon
whose bloody issue depended the des-
tiny of self-government. aye. TO whose
doubtful chances was committed liberty
itself. What a glorious and moving
sight 1t was to see that army as IL stood
on the hills about Gettysburg, it, hun
dreds of banners waving in the breeze,
mingling their splendor with the glisten-
hQUnnafc and cahrnc ffc hfna
columns were set in array, and what a
startling vision was that other when
lines of shining steel burst like sun
beams from the surrounding woods as
the gray lines of the enemy emerged in
full armor for the fray.
Whoever respects courage. and has
room in his breast for admiration of
genuine heroism. will accord 10 those
who fought Us at Gettysburg fair
measure of both. Let any man who
participated in the engagement give
range to his thoughts and bid them 10
direct him to the subliuest scene OF the
momentous drama enacted there, and.
il they are true TO justice and history,
they will unfaillngly point TO the woods
from which Pickett deboughed with his
brave Virginians TO assault our en-
trenched lines nearly a mile away.
AN ARMY MARCHING.
How superbly and proudly. with
what precision and firmness. they de
ploy right under the eye of our whole
army, and within easy range of the
hundred guns that brlstle along the
hills on which our tattered colors were
planted and the blue lines are formed.
Onward they pressed. and to cover their
advance scores of cannons on either
side shake the earth with their ihun-
ders and en-. hrJud the moving lines in
their smoke. Victory seems TO ride
upon the lustrous points of the bayo-
nets sweeping forward in this charge, so
firmly are they held, and the blood col
lects about your heart and almost ceases
its flow as you watch this fierce onset,
and weigh the chances of the baiflr-
SCARED veterans on the hills being able
to meet and repel II.
Now they approach and commence
the ascent of the hill, from whose sum
init frown those terrible guns. and be-
fore and behind which blaze long lines
of muskets-up. up they climb until
the side OF the hill is gray with the foe.
while the guns in his rear increase ten
fold their awful thunders. Look again
their front Is ablaze with fire and out OF
the smoke is heard their fiendish veil as
their first lineis hurled right up against
those terrible batteries which have been
yawning 10 receive them. Dazzling
flashes of flame dart through the dense
clouds of smoke, streams OF fire run
along the nils, and the deep rumble OF
artillery and the sharp rattle of the
musketry mingle in a dreadful chorus.
as crushing storm of lead and iron is
poured into the living, bleeding mass
pressing madly up the hillside. Each
line of steel appearing above that hill is
firmly crossed with another; the music
of every rebel bullet is answered by a
loyal musket; every brow that rises
above that flaming hills crest Is greeted
with death Did ever man receive a
bloodier welcome? Vengeance herself
was stated with victims as they were
piled one upon another before the blaz-
ing mouths OF those angry guns.
GRIN DEATH.
Was ever struggle fercer and more
cory tnan that waged over these guns.
as the gray lines swept over their dead |
comrades and Laid their hands unon the