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Identifier: abrahamlincolnba01newy (find matches)
Title: Abraham Lincoln and the battles of the Civil War
Year: 1886 (1880s)
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Subjects: Lincoln, Abraham, 1809-1865 Generals Generals
Publisher: (New York, N.Y.) : (The Century Co.)
Contributing Library: Lincoln Financial Foundation Collection
Digitizing Sponsor: The Institute of Museum and Library Services through an Indiana State Library LSTA Grant

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ng the shore to the barricade described.Among its material was a hand-car withoutdriving machinery or brake—simply a plat-form on wheels. I succeeded, after laboringa long time, in getting the car upon the rail-road, and pushed it forward up the incline ofthe track about a mile. Blocking the wheels,I visited a cave near there, obtaining speci-mens of minerals and stalagmites, and loadingthem upon my chariot, started on the down-grade, with a strong wind as assistant motive- season to see the climax. My carriage structthe barricade with such force as to send iover, with a dull crash, into the river below iIt cured me forever of any desire to ridtwhere no provision has been made for stop-ping the vehicle. I tell this incident as a specimen of the scrapes an idle soldier may falinto. The next day we were sent by rail back toWashington, and into camp upon our oldgrounds. A few mornings afterward an in-spection was ordered. It came with the usualhurrj and parade. Knapsacks and equipments
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W.fl.iLKorr LONG BRIDGE—EXAMINING A PASS. power. My car soon began to obtain a rapid-ity of motion that astonished me. The fartherI went the greater the speed. I had no ideaso much momentum could be obtained ona slight down-grade. I rushed on like thewind. Blue-coated comrades shouted in de-rision as I passed them. I remember salutingtwo or three officers, who gazed at me withdazed and amused countenances, as I rusliedat break-neck speed along the track towardthe barricade from which I had started. Iwas rather confused, but could see dis-tinctly enough that there was soon to l)ea smash-up. I saw discord ahead unless Icould avoid the collision; and as that seemedimpracticable, I jumped and struck on thesoftest spot I could find in my hasty survey.Tiie knees of my trowsers were badly torn,and I was bruised in more spots than onewould deem possible, but got to my feet in were in shining order; every musket, bayonet,and button, boot and belt, as bright as rub-bing and fear of censure or

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