Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1890-09-29
have the roll-cah of his slaves made upoa
Bunker Hill. or words to that effect.

Bunker Hill, or words to that effect.
Speaking Of Peachtree Creek, it was one
of the gems of battle between Resaca and
Atlanta, and was really meteoric, lasting
only few hours of an afternoon on the
Goth of July, 1854. Hood was in COM
mand of the Confederates, and he had un-
doubtedly made up his mind to make a
savage attempt upon the center of Sher-
mans magnificent line and cut it in two
and demoralize things generally. New
toms line was weak, and Hood came down
tremendously upon it, and an almost hand
to-hand fight ensued For an hour the
blue and the gay were pretty well mixed,
and bayoneting and clubbing with the
butts of muskets among the soldiers and
the use of pistols and swords among the
officers We're not infrequent. l never heard
or saw such rain Of canister and grape
for forty or fifty minutes; and the rebel
yelp above it all made things hum. Gen
eral John H. King, who commanded the
regulars, was hurried up and placed in re-
serve in beautiful piece of woods, and a
Prussian artiileryman, whom we called
Leather Breaches" secured small eleya-
ton near by with his six guns and ever
| lastingly poured shell and canister into
the advancing enemy.
One rebel regiment of infantry divided
itself by three in attempting to take this
battery. Not far off a Michigan battery
joins in the diapason and sends hundreds
of impetuous Southerners to that undis-
covered country" Every human being
under Hooker is at work, and Newton, But
terrified, Geary and Sweeny are fighting
! Ike devils. Yankee as well as rebel yells
mingle with the vociferations of shell
and shrapnel, and the tops and branches
Of trees are falling as If lightning had
struck them in hundreds OF places
There's old Pap Thomas, like fool, y
exclaims King, "still mountedw and then
King and Fetterman and Mulligan go and
| forcibly take Thomas off his horse, and
stand him behind tree. Hooker is in
the front, mounted, fighting his old corps
for all there is in it. All the reserves
are behind trees or down on their bellies,
and shot, shell, grape, bullet and canister
make music in their midst.
! Talk about your symphonies. 1t was a
carnival of tones that could have been
heard thirty miles, and il was kept up I'M
til dark, when firing ceased and King was
ordered to close up an ugly gap that had
been made in Newton's division. Hooker
covered himself with smoke and glory
and went right into the very jaw of the
battle and staid there until he whipped
the enemy out of sight-and he slept that
night with dead and dying, collapsed Gals
sons and gun carriages and wounded horse:
all around. l saw him at daylight the
next morning, and he looked as though he
had been dragged through a stubble field
"Where are they" l asked. "a good
many Of them are in hell" he replied
''but the most Of them are in Atlanta
He was right regarding the latter, for We
soon had orders to march, and we never
heard bullet or shell until the whole
had moved in line of battle up TO within
two miles of the fortified city. Then they
checked US with their demoralizing aerial
messengers of hate, and we went into camp
and staid there until the victories at anC
near Jonesborough on August 31st, which
gave US Atlanta on the day following.
did not hear rebel bands play "Dixie'
| again until late in November.
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