The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1902-12-03
SEALS, STENCILS AND STAMPS.
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Hall and Stewart. with three hard-pounded
hrigades. hold their ground oon the ridge.
while the valley behind them is fast nlling
with Ewells madly exultant men, driving
Towards beaten divisions before them TO
hang on longer is simply madness. Begin
ninG at the right, therefore. stern and ST.
lent, the devoted brigades give ground
slowly. still facing the foe. still firing low
and well. There is no shaking the nerve
or discipline of these fellows OF Doubleday.
The crush comes as the streams of wound
ed thicken at the outskirts of the town.
merging with the fugitives OF the Eleventh
Corps, and the roads and streets are
blocked by batteries: ambulances. stray
full retreat. The pinch OF the tight, the
browning hour of the day. the bloodlest
battle of all the forty hours OF thrilling
of the seminary. where. from the teeth OF
the foe, from the midst of their slaughtered
horses, the men of the West essay TO drag
cry tight and field, the bIack-mouthed.
smoking, heated, still laundering guns or
Battery b.
last, when half the horses, at least. are
shot. Limbe TO the reari" echoes the
order along the pike, where three of Halls
guns are dismounted. where stewart, the
oft distinguished" as Doubleday calls him,
has replaced these by three Of his own
under his junior lieutenant DAWSON; but
Scales's charging "Tarheels." is shot from
his horse and borne from the field. It's all
up with those guns If the Badgers can't
save theml Two caissons are smashed;
one is blown into flinders, and as many
brigades as Stewart has guns are coming.
yelling and ~crowding and volleying up the
slope. Scales is hurting his North Caro-
linians on Morrow's bleeding Wolverines.
and Morrow himself, while waving the
colors, wrenohed from the dying grasp of
the seventh bearer shot down. is himself
dragged, raging, from the thick of the
fight. Davis and Daniel-two nghting
Southern brigadiers they-are riding madly
among their powder-stained men: driving
them on in the face of those stubborn wild
Westerners; pointing their swords AT the
crippled guns. where men are straining at
,he s Mnesis aed S b Get those sunst''
shrek the leaders. Square accounts Tor
the battle flags lost I'm the cut!' But. be-
tween the surging rush OF Carolina, Missis-
ginians of Brockenbrough at their back,
and that battle-scarred battery limping
slowly away down the pike; there still in
terposes that stern, ind0mitab bic, magnin-
cent line in blue-all that Is LETT OF the
Iron Brigade-as. front TO the foe, closing
ever on its colors; volieyins steadity, de-
family, undinchingly into the very face OF
its Communicating yet respectful, pursuers,
IL backs away over the ridge, leaving over
a third of its membership strewing its
tracks, another third haying already been
borne bleeding away toward the town.
and so, as the sun goes down on the
tremendous day. so, slowly, steadily,
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the Western brigade descends to the plain.
the Sixth last TO halt in the streets of the
town and 10 cheer 10 the echo the cause
of the flag, while the guns once more un-
Timber on the rise OF Cemetery hill as
though daring the foemen 10 come on and
take them. No wonder the Badgers grip
hands with the Wolverines, they that re-
main. Almost five hundred the Michigan
men went into the fight by the side of the
veterans. Only one hundred are left In line
when at last the day is done. Fully three
hundred have been shot down on the field:
some few have been captured In officers
alone their dead outnumber those Of the
rest of the brigade. OF the Black Hats
surviving there stand now but seventy
land they might have cut you on en-
tirely." says Doubleday as he rides among
the remnants. hating along the wooded
hillside east of their rescued guns. "Bu-
ford saw what you couldn't see through
the smoke. that two brigades were sweep
ing down south OF the seminary TO inter-
cept you. He formed HIS squadrons 10
charge. They saw 1t, by Jovei and halted
and formed squares TO resist him., and that
saved you. Captain Benton. ] wish you
would ride over and present my compIi-
ments and thanks to General Buford. He's
lust moving of past that stone farmhouse
Wonder down I'm the valley" And so ended
the day.
ITO be Continued Tomorrow