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American Civil War
SIXTEENTH REGIMENT INFANTRY
His eyes were shot through with shells. Into the oaken tangles of his hair men climbed like battle-panthers, and, mortally shot in their perches, leaped out with a yell of rage.
"Steadily, deadly, murderously, the Texans, column after column, wound up the ledges. Vincent's ammunition was failing. His men robbed the cartridge boxes of their slain comrades. They rolled the boulders down, and half way to the base stabbed and parried with cold steel.
Michigan in the Civil War
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