The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1897-06-01

back in disorder from Stanley's still
unbroken line
With the ready appreciation of gal
liant conduct that never appealed IN
vain to General Hooker, he mounted
his horse and. riding in front of the
Indiana battery. shook the hand OF
every soldier as he said. You are he
roes, every one of you"
There were many thrilling episodes
of the battle of ReSaca- In a narrow
ravine thiekiy covered with low trees
and underbrush a federal brigade COM
manded by Colonel Coburn was formed,
thus out of view of the enemy and his
works. Though the second division of
this corps was moving in from six 10
eight lines from right TO left through
Cc5urn'S lines, breaking and intercept
ing them so that no regiment COM
mander could see or manage his own
troops, still the second brigade moved
forward, over hill and onward, carry
ing some men OF the second division
with them and losing others of its own,
who were swept with the heavier cur
rent to the left. The rebel works were
situated on the hills beyond and doomed
in distinct and threatening view; but,
undaunted as ever, the Second brigade
advanced, though the flash Of mus
kerry and the boom Of artillery would
have appalled, soldiers less sturdy and
patriotic than they. Killed and wound
ed. many Of these brave soldiers Sell
by the way, but the fearless Second
brigade did not falter or fall back, but
gaining a small fort occupied by four
of the rebel field pieces, the colors of
the Twenty-second Wisconsin and the
Nineteenth Michigan were soon flying
from It's summit. Here portion of the
First and Second brigadeS remained
during the day. holding this position
u..~.er the very brow of the rebel earth
woi Ks.
I r.ra was wonderful fighting done at
this memorable battle. Every officer
proved a hero. every soldier seemed
upon his mettle. Battery men and
supporting infantry threw themselves
into the combat with the zeal and en-
thusiasm that seemed born of the re-
solve 10 conquer or to die. 1t was
noble passage of arms, watched with
intense excitement by both armies
In the midst of the fight youth.
who was a color bearer of Colonel
Harrison's brigade, exasperated by the
defiant cries of opposing hosts, 5raveiy
unfurled the stars and stripes and gave
the grand old banner to the breeze;
but alas, the strong young hand that
held il aloft was borne down by a
missile of death that tore through IT'S
radiant folds. II is said that there were
other hands to grasp the nag again
and it was returned TO wave again
from the very spot where its gallant
bearer fell.
But | saw in a vision how far and fleet
That fatal bullet went speeding Iorth.
Till Il reached town in the distant
Till Z: reached house in a sunny
Till It reached a heart that ceased TO
Without a murmur. without cry.
And a bell was tolled in that far-oft town
For one who had passed from cross 10
And the neighbors wondered that she
should die
In northern homes the noble deeds of
the heroes of the Atlanta campaign are
still recounted. as the last sacrifice Tor
their courtry's glory is yearly commeIn-
grated with flowers and with tears
If you would know something OF the
horrors of war through which our brSve
soldiers passed, look with me upon the
Hope church was over. All day the sun
had been darkened as in mourning. and
night came on gloomy and oortentous.
The rain poured down in torrents and the
thunder rurnbIed and crashed Ike the
voice OF heavens own destroying and
aVenging artillery. Near the field stood
a deserted house. the ruin OF a once
happy home. From the style OF its
architecture and the traces OF time II
might have been built more than hum
bred years before. and it bore no evil
wide corridors and UP its creaktng stair
ways were borne the wounded and dying
They covered the floors OF every room,
and their low means of agony would nave
pierced the hardest heart. There were
young men and old Those who had
started forth with mingled hopes OF
hearts still glowed with patriotism
though the fires of youth and ambition
were ouenehed. Mothers, sisters, sweet
hearts wives - their names were
Had hat mic rhrOHofnrf = a
long watches. with prayer and love and
pain. Torchlights and candles flared fit
fui.y, making pale faces look whittier and
more deathly stu. and revealing IN
flashes the surgeons instruments of
cruel mercv- The doors and easements
ratified m the midnight storm in tones
of disapproval of this stealthy usurpation
of :. house once filed with the laughter
of children or the gay voices of bril-
liant cOmpany. when music and dancing
had beguiled the wee. small hours. now
marked By the sill ticking of the death
watch. Ever and anon the great doors
swung inward. bringing strong drauShts
of the wet wind now colder than the deWs
of death now gathering on the brows of
the soldiers. as the stretchers still came
in with the wounded. The very woods
seemed to moan with the voices of suf-
ferers not yet brought in" All, many a
prayer went up to God that night for the
last sleep. and when il came il was a
best relief
For they We're weary. they were over
with too much toll. with too much
And with the iron crown of anguish
crowned"
Move than Quarter of century has
passed since then. but the C-ead mem
or.es Of that awful night are still re-
hearsed around quiet liresides in hushed
whispers. The ruined mansion has never
since been tenanted by the living 1t is
said in the neighborhood that stror-
men whose cheeks would not blonch he
fore the lannon's mouth. so miles around
rather than mass 81 I night. for when
the sh@dows of evening fall silently over
its ruined walls, wierd s9ectres Dass in
uneasy marches through its rooms find
ing no barriers in ruined doors and
crumbliGg partitions: that stretchers with
white corDSes glide through and through
and ghostly regiments drill and b--Ouac
in the dark woods surrounding II. that
voices of Young men are heard in cries
of mother" in intervals of shriel-s ord
means. and a strange. sobbing sound as
of strong men weeping
Naturally the mind shrinks from recall
ing these narrowing scenes. nor would
il be we'll to do so Were i cot necessary
peace that we enjoy. Indeed We would
not have proper cCnce-tiOn OF the
meaning of this day did it not bear its
tinge of sadness.
on the 18th Of April. 1865. which was
Good Friday. and the day of the assassin
alton of President Lincoln. once more
the Stars and Stripes fioated over Fort
Sumpter raised amid fitting military
ceremonies ard public rejoicing by Cen
eral Robert ! Anderson
There We're phases of this awful war
and many unrecorded victories that none
the less FASTENED the end In the words
of an eminent writer. Burdens beyond
the telling, anxieties beyond measure
beset the congress of those five
st:l more often unnoticed was its lot;