The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1905-04-27
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INST weeping with Joy at the sudden
stem Of the torrent and the magnif-
cent stand OF his little division. while
Doubleday, seldom given to praise. is
wrllging that veterans hand in hearty
fashion. Doubleday's own men now
are fast hurrying up in support Of the
First division and there is soldier tri-
uEph mingled with no little anxiety.
as tks Var-tried leaders note through
their glasses fhe long columns in gray
stretching far TACK toward the horizon.
all telling the coming OF supporting
thousands. A cavalry ofiicer comes
galloplng in from the right. whittier
Devin's brigade has been sent to guard
the flank of the line. Where is Gen.
Reynolds?" he asks. whole divisions
are coming there to the north"
Where. indeed. is Gen. Reynolds? An
aide-de camp is squirting at swift trot
through the maze OF unlimberipg bat,
teries His face is white. his lips are
pale beneath the grimy mustache lie
springs from his saddle and says:
Gen. Doubleday. you command. sir
Gen. Reynolds is dead"
And now, far out TO the right and
rear the boom OF cannon grows inces-
SAINT, and signal men are tagging des-
perately: More men are needed
More men are needed" Howard's
corps. the Eleventh. is once more, at
one O'Clock, facing the very same vet
Grams that swept II from the field at
Charlottesville, and that seem bent
on doing the same thing here.
Then comes the crisis of the day for
the men OF the Iron Brigade. Nine
field batteries are Smelling the west
ward front Of Seminary ridge. Nine
brigades have been deployed cross
country and az now. az three o'clock.
bearing down to envelop the grim
"stayers" OF Doubleday. Here. about
the Mcpherson wood where Reynolds
fell. raging old Meredith and gallant
Roy Stone hang desperately TO their
ground. But Roy Stone Is soon terri
bly, wounded Wstar. who springs TO
his sword, Is shot in the face. Mere
dith Is crushed under his falling horse
Fairchild's arm Is smashed az the ell.
bow; and Stevens. his lieutenant eos.
onel. is instantly killed: so Mansfield,
the major, takes hold OF the Blacs
Hats Morrow. heroic colonel OF tbs
Wolverines, with every one OF his field
and stan officers, sooner or later. Is
shot. One after another ave Michi-
gan sergeahts are killed while keeping
aloft the sacred colors. Hoosiers. too.
and the Seventh Wisconsin are fear
fully pelted Chapman Biddle's brig
abe, on their left, Is hurled back
Baxter is fairly swamped out TO their
right. ana farther still 20 the north.
Ramseur, Rodes and O'Neai. with g
triumphant host Of yelling oonfedsr-
ates, have doubled Robinson's des-
perately battling division. swept lie
fragments away; and. with despair 10
his heart. Howard realizes that the day
Is lost, that only by the hercest fight
ing and the best OF luck can he hope
TO save the remnant Of Reynolds len
wing that all the morning held -
grandiy.
Then Il is that the Iroa Brigade. still
clinglng to the Mcpherson wood. gets
the word TO fall back to lie right rear.
covering the Cashtown pike There Il
Is that they find their comraaes OF the
Sixth Wisconsin sternly frring the
coming storm despite the fret that
everything seems sweeping away be-
yond them; and Dawes. their acting
colonel. pointing backward into the
low ground. shows to the brigade com
mander's astonished gaze that sVen
Gettysburg is practically lost, and
through that town lies their line OF ~
treat-the only way TO save those
precious guns
ITO Re Continued