The Story of the 116th Regiment, Pennsylvania Infantry: War of Secession, 1862-1865F. McManus, jr., & Company, 1899 - 422 pages The Story of the 116Th Regiment, Pennsylvania Infantry. War of Secession, 1862-1865 by St. Clair Augustin Mulholland, first published in 1899, is a rare manuscript, the original residing in one of the great libraries of the world. This book is a reproduction of that original, which has been scanned and cleaned by state-of-the-art publishing tools for better readability and enhanced appreciation. Restoration Editors' mission is to bring long out of print manuscripts back to life. Some smudges, annotations or unclear text may still exist, due to permanent damage to the original work. We believe the literary significance of the text justifies offering this reproduction, allowing a new generation to appreciate it. |
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Andersonville Andersonville Prison army artillery attack batteries brave camp Captain captured cavalry Chancellorsville cheer Cold Harbor Colonel colors column command Confederate Culp's Hill dark DATE OF MUSTER dead died Disch Discharged division enemy enemy's entrenchments fell field fight fire front George Gettysburg ground guns halted Hancock Henry hour Hundred and Sixteenth Irish Brigade James July 14 July 29 June 16 June 22 Killed at Fredericksburg Lieutenant line of battle Little Round Top MAJOR-GENERAL miles Missing in action morning moved Mulholland MUSTER INTO SERVICE muster-out roll night Nowlen o'clock officers passed Pennsylvania Volunteers picket line Po River prisoners PRIVATE JOHN ranks Reams Station rear river road Second Corps Sept Sergeant shells shot Sixteenth Regiment skirmish soldier Spottsylvania C. H. Surgeon's certificate TERM-YEARS Thomas Transferred to Co Union Army Wilderness William woods Wounded at Cold Wounded at Fredericksburg wounds received
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Page 41 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him.
Page 175 - SOLDIERS! Again you are called upon to advance on the enemies of your country. The time and the occasion are deemed opportune by your Commanding General to address you a few words of confidence and caution. You have been re-organized, strengthened and fully equipped in every respect. You form a part of the several armies of your country, the whole under...
Page 59 - The general commanding directs that you keep your whole command in position for a rapid movement down the old Richmond road, and you will send out at once a division, at least, to pass below Smithfield to seize, if possible, the heights near Captain Hamilton's, on this side of the Massaponax, taking care to keep it well supported, and its line of retreat open.
Page 210 - SOLDIERS : The moment has arrived when your commanding general feels authorized to address you in terms of congratulation. For eight days and nights, almost without intermission, in rain and sunshine, you have been gallantly fighting a desperate foe, in positions naturally strong, and rendered doubly so by intrenchments; you have compelled him to abandon his fortifications on the Rapidan, to retire and attempt to stop your onward progress, and now he has abandoned the last intrenched position, so...
Page 49 - Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought the signal sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms, — the day Battle's magnificently stern array...
Page 46 - The glory you have achieved, our mutual perils and fatigues, the graves of our comrades fallen in battle and by disease, the broken forms of those whom wounds and sickness have disabled — the strongest associations which can exist among men — unite us still by an indissoluble tie.
Page 172 - The wife who girds her husband's sword, Mid little ones who weep or wonder, And bravely speaks the cheering word, What though her heart be rent asunder, Doomed nightly in her dreams to hear The bolts of death around him rattle, Hath shed as sacred blood as e'er Was poured upon the field of battle ! The mother who conceals her grief While to her breast her son she presses, Then breathes a few brave words and brief, Kissing the patriot brow she blesses, With no one but her secret God To know the pain...
Page 140 - THE SOLDIER'S DREAM. Our bugles sang truce — for the night-cloud had lowered, And the sentinel stars set their watch in the sky ; And thousands had sunk on the ground overpowered, The weary to sleep and the wounded to die.
Page 286 - And true lovers' knots, I ween; The- girl and the boy are bound by a kiss, But there's never a bond, old friend like this — We have drunk from the same canteen! It was sometimes water and sometimes milk And sometimes apple-jack, fine as silk; But, whatever the tipple has been, We shared it together in bane or bliss; And I warm to you friend, when I think of this — We have drunk from the same canteen!
Page 172 - THE maid who binds her warrior's sash, With smile that well her pain dissembles, The while beneath her drooping lash One starry tear-drop hangs and trembles, Though heaven alone records the tear, And Fame shall never know her story, Her heart has shed a drop as dear As ever dewed the field of glory.