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367 pages, Paperback
First published March 1, 1993
With bayonets fixed, officers and men were running downhill in a line extending nearly one hundred yards from end to end, although to call the incline a hill would be to exaggerate. It was an ever so gradual slope extending two hundred yards across two fields to the swale at the bottom, now heavy with smoke from Confederate firing. “In a moment,” according to Lochren, the regiment was “sweeping down the slope directly upon the enemy’s centre.” The full force of Gen. Cadmus Wilcox’s brigade of nearly 1,600 Alabamans was now focused on the 262 advancing Minnesotans, and artillery shelling combined with accurate musketry to deadly effect. “Bullets whistled past us,” Carpenter said, “shells screeched over us; canister and grape fell about us; comrade after comrade dropped from the ranks; but on the line went. No one took a second look at his fallen companion. We had no time to weep.”