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Civil War
Twenty Fourth Regiment Infantry
at last a grey line of men shoots up, then comes a shock of musketry that rakes the Seminary, rends the trees, and makes gaps in lines of carbineers. Men on stretchers pass in solemn round, and the great battle is surely and furiously on. On they come,
" True to the last of their blood and their breath, And like reapers advance to the harvest of death. "
Desperation is in their movements, they seem to hazard all, columns in mass rush on the union line; they hesitate, stagger under the federal fire, waver and are repulsed.
Michigan
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