The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1894-11-14

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rcplcnish it; but was told there was
very little to rcplenish with, and
that the enemy would recover from
the effect Of the fire if there was fur
thcr delay, and just then, says he.
Pickett swept out and showed the full
length of the gray ranks and shining
bayoncts-as grand a sight as man
ever looked on--and that on the left
Pettigrcw stretched further than he
could see. Gen. tiarnctt, Just out of
the sick ambulance. and buttoned up
in an old blue ovcrcoat. riding at the
head of his brigade passed just then,
and salutcd Longstrcct. Alexander
had served with him on the plains
before the war, and they wished each
other luck and a goodbye "a last
farewell for tiarnctt Alexander fol-
lowed Pickett with eighteen of his
guns which had most ammunition,
whose fire was very effective against
Standard S Vermont troops. The
small thundcrbolt had been discharg-
ed, and the rcd-crested wave of assault
rolled forward, destined to break into
fragments on the murdcrous rocks
athwart its path.
INTO THE JAWS OF DEATH.
Screaming shells broke in front,
rear, on both sides, and among them:
but the devoted band, with their OBJ
jcctivc point steadily in view, kept
slept to their music. The space be.
tween them and the Federal lines grew
rapidly less, and soon thcy were in
the mouth of hell, within range of
the we'll protected infantry, and then
there came storm of bullets on every
side, before which men dropped in
their ranks as ripe fruit from a shaken
tree. Still they closed the gaps and
pressed forward, though canister was
now raining on fanks and front with
terribly destructive fire. Brave men
along the Union line could scarcely
refrain from cheering at the perfect
order and splendid courage exhibited
by the Southern soldiers as they stag
gered on amid death and destruction,
like great pugilist whose fast falling
strength denotes the loss of the con.
test, but resolves to stand in front of
his antagonist to the last What was
left of the right of the assaultlng
troops struck the portion Of the Fed,
cral lines held by Webbs brigade, ID
corps, and from the stone wall drove
TWO Pennsylvania regiments, captur-
ing the three guns in charge of Lieut..
\. II. Cushing, and mortally wound.
ing this brave young officer, who had
been fighting for an 'hour and half
after being wounded in both thighs by
the cannonadc.
'Thcy moved up splcndidly, wrote
Northern officer, "deploying rs they
crossed the long slopiug interval. The
front of the column was scarcely up
the slope and within a few yards Of
the I'd corps front and its batteries,
when suddenly terrific fire from
every available gun on Cemetery Ridge
burst upon them. Their gracefullines
underwent an instantaneous transfer.
nation in dense cloud of smoke and
dust-arms, heads, blankets, guns and
knapsacks were tossed in the air and
the moan of the battlefield was heard
amid the storm of battle Sheets Of
missiles flew through what seemed a
moving mass Of smoke; human valor
was powcrlcss. and the death dealing
guns were everywhere throwing blaz-
ing projectiles in their faces. no
troops could advance and live. The
fiery onslaught was repulsed as Pick
ett's division had been, and then the
survivors of both came back to their
former positions, but not one-half OF
the fourteen thousand. The famous
charge was over.
TIE BATTLE WAS ENDED.
"This has been sad day to us,
said Lee, "but we cannot always ex
pcct to win victories. 1t was Il sad
day for the South, for ar that time it
was within stone throw of peace.
Fate was against Lee. The high wa
ter mark # Southern independence
had been reached and from that hour
it began to cbb from the mountains OF
Pennsylvania until lost in the hills OF
Appomattox. 1T is all my fault.
Lee exclaimed, and proceeded i'll per.
son to rally and reform his shattered
troops.