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Category : Chickamauga, Battle of, Ga., 1863
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Pages : 362
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Author: Joseph Alexander Altsheler
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Category : Chickamauga, Battle of, Ga., 1863
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Pages : 362
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Author: Joseph Alexander Altsheler
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Author: Joseph Alexander Altsheler
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ISBN: 9783337497392
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Author: Joseph A. Altsheler
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ISBN: 9781546520139
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Pages : 202
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The Rock of Chickamauga: A Story of the Western Crisis By Joseph A. Altsheler
Author: Altsheler Joseph A. (Joseph Alexander)
Publisher: Hardpress Publishing
ISBN: 9781318798438
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Pages : 262
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Unlike some other reproductions of classic texts (1) We have not used OCR(Optical Character Recognition), as this leads to bad quality books with introduced typos. (2) In books where there are images such as portraits, maps, sketches etc We have endeavoured to keep the quality of these images, so they represent accurately the original artefact. Although occasionally there may be certain imperfections with these old texts, we feel they deserve to be made available for future generations to enjoy.
Author: Joseph A. Altsheler
Publisher: BoD – Books on Demand
ISBN: 3387331193
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 362
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Reproduction of the original. The publishing house Megali specialises in reproducing historical works in large print to make reading easier for people with impaired vision.
Author: Joseph a Altsheler
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Pages : 182
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He saw before him a vast stretch of dead blackness which he knew nevertheless was peopled by armed hosts ready to spring upon them at dawn. The darkness and silence were more oppressive than sound and light, even made by foes, would have been. It numbed him to think there was so little of stirring life, where nearly two hundred thousand men had fought. Then a voice arose that made him shiver. But it was only the cold wind from the mountains whistling a dirge. Nevertheless it seemed human to Dick. It was at once a lament and a rebuke. He edged over a little and touched Warner. "Isthat you, Dick?" asked theVermonter.
Author: Joseph A. Altsheler
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ISBN: 3846049050
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 338
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Reprint of the original, first published in 1915.
Author: Joseph a Altsheler
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Pages : 206
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Reprint of the original, first published in 1915.
Author: Joseph A. Altsheler
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ISBN: 9781548160777
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Languages : en
Pages : 414
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CHAPTER I. AT BELLEVUE "You have the keenest eyes in the troop. Can you see anything ahead?" asked Colonel Winchester. "Nothing living, sir," replied Dick Mason, as he swept his powerful glasses in a half-curve. "There are hills on the right and in the center, covered with thick, green forest, and on the left, where the land lies low, the forest is thick and green too, although I think I catch a flash of water in it." "That should be the little river of which our map tells. And you, Warner, what do your eyes tell you?" "The same tale they tell to Dick, sir. It looks to me like a wilderness." "And so it is. It's a low-lying region of vast forests and thickets, of slow deep rivers and creeks, and of lagoons and bayous. If Northern troops want to be ambushed they couldn't come to a finer place for it. Forrest and five thousand of his wild riders might hide within rifle shot of us in this endless mass of vegetation. And so, my lads, it behooves us to be cautious with a very great caution. You will recall how we got cut up by Forrest in the Shiloh time." "I do, sir," said Dick and he shuddered as he recalled those terrible moments. "This is Mississippi, isn't it?" Colonel Winchester took a small map from his pocket, and, unfolding it, examined it with minute care. "If this is right, and I'm sure it is," he replied, "we're far down in Mississippi in the sunken regions that border the sluggish tributaries of the Father of Waters. The vegetation is magnificent, but for a home give me higher ground, Dick." "Me too, sir," said Warner. "The finest state in this Union is Vermont. I like to live on firm soil, even if it isn't so fertile, and I like to see the clear, pure water running everywhere, brooks and rivers." "I'll admit that Vermont is a good state for two months in the year," said Dick. "Why not the other ten?" "Because then it's frozen up, solid and hard, so I've heard." The other boys laughed and kept up their chaff, but Colonel Winchester rode soberly ahead. Behind him trailed the Winchester regiment, now reorganized and mounted. Fresh troops had come from Kentucky, and fragments of old regiments practically destroyed at Perryville and Stone River had been joined to it. It was a splendid body of men, but of those who had gone to Shiloh only about two hundred remained. The great conflicts of the West, and the minor battles had accounted for the others. But it was perhaps one of the reliefs of the Civil War that it gave the lads who fought it little time to think of those who fell. Four years crowded with battles, great and small, sieges and marches absorbed their whole attention. Now two men, the dreaded Forrest and fierce little Joe Wheeler, occupied the minds of Winchester and his officers. It was impossible to keep track of these wild horsemen here in their own section. They had a habit of appearing two or three hundred miles from the place at which they were expected. But the young lieutenants while they watched too for their redoubtable foes had an eye also for the country....
