Year: 1863

REBEL DEAD.


Retracing my steps before reaching the
extreme left, | return to the center of our
position on Cemetery Hill. do not follow
the path 10y which came, but take route
along the hollow, between the two ridges
1t was across this hollow that the charges
were made, in the assaults upon our posi-.
ton. Much blood was poured out between
these two swclls Of land. Most of the dead
have been buried where they felt, or gath
cred in little clusters beneath some shading
tree or beside clumps of bushes. Some of
the rebel dead are still uncovered. The
first that meets my gaze | come upon sud
denly, as | descend a bank somo three or
four feet in hight, to the side of a small
spring. lie is lying near the spring, rs if
he had crawled there to obtain draught
ot water. His hands are outsprcad upon
the earth, and clutchius at the little tufts of
grass beneath them. His havcrsack and
canteon are still hanging to his side, and
his hat is lying near him. His muskct is
gone-cithor carried Oft by his comrades
taken by some relic seeker, or placed in the
accumulated heap by our own soldiers.


\ short distance is another, with his hands
thrown upward, in the position taken when
the soldier received his fatal wound lie





ing upright. and fell backward as he ex-
pired His clothing is not torn, no blood
appears upon his garments. and his face.
though swollen, has no expression of an
gush. Twenty yards from him are the
remains of body cut in two by shot or
shell. The grass is dronchod in his blood,
that even the rain of yesterday has not
washed away. His gun is shattered in pic
ces evidently by the same missile that
killed its owner, and is laid ten feet away.
As | move forward find another corpse.
evidently that Of rebel. who was struck
while in the act of taking aim over his mus
ket His hands are raised the left extend
ed beyond the right, and the fingers of the
former partly bent, as if they had Just been
grasping the stock of gun. One foot il
advanced before tho other, and the body is
lying on its right side. To appearances it
did not move Il muscle after receiving its
wound.


ADDITIONAL HORRORS


The body of another rebel attracts my
attention by single circumstance. The
face is coored to the extreme black as
that of the purest Congo negro. The hands
are as delicate as those of lady and of
snowy whiteness. With the exception of
the face, the body is but little swollen, and
there are no signs of the commencement of
decomposition. Several bodies that find
show bIackened faces, but no others than
this display such a contrast between the
color of the face and hands Near small
white house on the rebel line lies the body
of an oiicer-evidently lieutenant or cap
tain. His right arm is extended as if 10
grasp the hand of friend. All possible
positions in which dying man can fall, can
be noticed on this field.


ON THE EMMETTsBuRG ROAD.


Reaching the Emmettsburg road find
the same signs of battle that have men
toned elsewhere. The rails are every
where SCARED by bullets, the fences thrown
down, the ground cut by the wheels of the
guns and trodden smooth by the feet OF the
soldiers. In every place it is strewn with
the wreck of battle. 4 shattered gun car
riage shows where rebel battery stood
and received the shot of our own met
near here woman and three children on
their return to their home ON tho left of the
line of battle. Five days ago they were
forced to flee to town to escape from their
locality between the two contending limos.
This morning, for the first time, they re-
turn back. | fear the battle has made sad
havoc with their property If their house
is standing, they will find it shattered by
shot and shell, and all its furniture torn up
and destroyed. The war tells heavily
upon the inhabitants of tho region where
it is waged. Its brief transfer to this To-
cality will long show its effects upon Get
tysburg and its vicinity.


sHELLING GEN. MEADE's HEADQUARTERS.


The little farm house ON the Emmetts-
burg road whore General Meade held his
during the cannOnadc, is
most tearIuly cut up. 1t is already known
how General Lee masked his artillery and
opened with one hundred and thirty pieces
at the same moment. Two shells in every
second of time fell around those headquar-
ters. The shells tore through the little
white building exploded and scattering
their fragments in every direction. Not
spot anywhere was safe, One shell through
the doorstep, another in the chimney, a
third shattering a ratter, fourth cutting
off the legs of chair in which a staff Off
Ger was seated, others severed and splin- !
tered the posts in front of the house,
hOwled through the trees by which the
dwelling was surrounded, and raised deep
furrows Of the soft earth. At the fence in
front of the building the horses of aids and
were standing. A dozen of the
animals fell by the rebel proiec-
tiles, and others broke away and fled in the
widest fright toward the rear. One staff
officer, and another and another were
wounded. Strange to say, amid all this |
iron hail no one of the staff was killed. |
Every man stared death full in the face, |
md had little prospect of escaping unhurt |
Rarely in the history of war has there been !
A scene equal to this.


THE CANNoNADE ELSEWHERE.


This storm of pitiless iron was by no |
means hurled at headquarters alone. 1t |
was Lees grand attempt to shatter and |
Dreal; our center, preparatory to the charge !
which should posses him of the koy to our |
position 1t was brilliant plan, and one
n which Napoleon often achieved success. !
Wherever that array of guus was pointed |
here the air was laden with the hurtIng |
nissiles of DEATH Every tree, every shrub,
very blade of grass bent before the blast,
Through the thick, rolling smokc-cloud
hat separated the contending hosts shell
lfter shell chrushed on its fiery way. Man
lor beast could stand before it. Huge gaps
we're cut in our lines, and battery after
battery hushed its FIRE, disabled by the
ebel guns. Nearly two hours of this can
lonade, and then came the charge which
vas so nobly repulsed.


SCENE or THE TIGERS CHARGE.


Once more at the Cemetery, | struck
cross the Baltimore Turnpike to the hill
hat forms the extremity of the ridge on
which the main portion of our line of battle
vas located This hill overlooks the town
nd the whole valley toward the north
vest, where it runs off into the hilly
country in the direction of the Susauahauna |