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American Civil War
SIXTEENTH REGIMENT INFANTRY
A cry ran through the Union line almost plaintive in its poverty: " The ammunition is out. '
"Then said young Chamberlain, of Maine, a boy-faced college professor:
" ' Men! our only hope is in the steel; charge with me!
" Like the swooping out of the clouds of a flock of blackbirds, gold-daggered, upon the files of corn, the lumbermen and watermen of Maine whistled down the precipices, the rebel lines were swallowed, as if the ground had opened, into the gorges behind the Devil's Den, and Round Top was saved to the Union,
Michigan in the Civil War
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