Camp Life of a Volunteer: A Campaign in Mexico, Or A Glimpse at Life in Camp

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Grigg, Elliot and Company, 1847 - 75 páginas
 

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Página 26 - There's but a shirt and a half in all my company; and the half shirt is two napkins tacked together and thrown over the shoulders like a herald's coat without sleeves...
Página 39 - We pitched our tents near the old Spanish town of Ceralvo, which bears the impress of an antiquated fortress, and reminds one of the dilapidated castles we read of in romances. The houses are built of gray stone, with loopholes for windows. Through the centre of the town runs a beautiful clear stream, spanned by bridges and arches. There is also a cathedral with chimes and a towering steeple. It is said to be 166 years old.
Página 66 - The superiority of this edition over the ephemeral publications of the day consists in fuller and more authentic accounts of his family; his early life and Indian wars. The narrative of his proceedings in Mexico is drawn partly from reliable private letters, but chiefly from his own official correspondence.
Página 10 - It is enclosed with a wooden fence, the rails of which are filled with holes, so as to admit musket barrels. These form the palings, the bayonets serving as pickets.
Página 55 - It was a happy time. In a few minutes the Second Indiana, with the Mississippians and the Third Indiana were again facing the foe upon the ridge near the place where they were stationed early in the morning. The Mexicans had a heavy battery there and as the men ascended the brow of the hill they were warmly received, both by the battery and by the Mexican reserve of six thousand men that had been pursuing the Illinois and Kentucky regiments. They paid them back...
Página 50 - It was an awful moment to face the thousands of veterans in solid column, with their gaudy uniforms and showy banners.
Página 51 - It was a sad and toi"•h'n° r scene—one that will never be effaced from my memory. I was loading when he fell, and compressing my lips, and smothering my emotions, I stepped over him and fired. Our captain was the next to fall, exclaiming
Página 48 - After pitching our tents, we lay down supperless, for we had neither wood nor provisions. Scarcely had I fallen asleep, when the news was circulated that a mail had arrived. Soon after a letter was handed me from my friend Mrs. W., but, having no light, I was forced to postpone the re'ading till morning. We had scarcely finished our breakfast, when the long roll was beaten, calling us...
Página 19 - Their bosoms were not compressed in stays, or mantled in cashmeres, but heaved freely under the healthful influences of the genial sun and balmy air of the sunny south.
Página 53 - We marched along the ridge to meet a large bfody of lancers supported by infantry. We soon opened our fire upon them, and that, too, in a manner which forced them to retreat, and pursuing, we halted at intervals, and continued our leaden hail. Having followed them across two deep ravines, they were reinforced, and came rushing down upon us like a tremendous avalanche, pouring out upon us their incessant shot.

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