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Title: A hero in homespun. : A tale of the loyal South
Year: 1897 (1890s)
Authors: Barton, William Eleazar, 1861-1930 Hapgood, Theodore Brown, 1871-1938, binding designer
Subjects: Tennessee -- History Civil War, 1861-1865 Fiction Kentucky -- History Civil War, 1861-1865 Fiction
Publisher: Boston : New York : London : Lamson, Wolffe and Company.
Contributing Library: Boston Public Library
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ollowedlater by both armies, and no stone wall served betterin giving confidence to raw men when fortificationsmust be constructed instantly and under fire. Here they come ! Ready, boys ! Up through the stumps of the cornstalks theConfederates came. They had marched nine milesthrough the mud and rain. Their powder was wetin many cases, and often guns refused to fire, thesoldiers pulling the trigger over and over, and un-able to tell in the noise of battle that the wet loadwas still in their guns, sometimes ramming download after load upon the wet powder and impactedball. Yet there was firing enough, and the woodswere soon full of smoke and fog, and the rain keptup its dreary dripping. Out of the smoke and fog, a regiment came upagainst the rail pens, and fought like fiends for pos-session of them. It was a Tennessee regiment, com-manded by another Colonel Carter, and Greek metGreek. Twice they came up and fell back. Once theydrove the men from the pens, but with a savage COBB LIBRARYi
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Jack Meets an Old Acquaintance. Page 175. The Battle of Mill Spring 175 yell the mountaineers charged and drove them back.Jack, with five companions, regained the pen fromwhich they had been driven, and fired their gunsacross the rails point-blank into the faces of theenemy. The Confederates wavered and theircolonel fell, but that instant a young lieutenantrushed ahead and rallied them, leading them tothe very line of the fence. There was not a loadedgun in the pen where Jack stood, but Jack seizedhis gun by the muzzle and with its clubbed breechstruck at the ofiicers head. The lieutenant sprangaside and threw up his sword to ward off the blow.The sword arm received its full force, and the swordfell from his hand. He fell to the ground and wasup again in a minute, his right arm hanging painfuland useless. He took the sword in his left hand,and attempted to lead on the charge, but the firefrom front and flank was more than flesh couldbear. He reeled as he turned, and two men sup-ported

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