| my father or mother knew what became of me. |
June 4, 2017, 9:18 a.m. |
| last as strangely deliver'd by Pyrates. |
June 4, 2017, 9:17 a.m. |
| I should have thrown away at Shiloh. |
June 4, 2017, 9:13 a.m. |
| a surgeon! Good heavens! a chaplain! |
June 4, 2017, 9:12 a.m. |
| immediately counterpoised, would have turned the scale. |
June 4, 2017, 9:11 a.m. |
| the rear pulled itself together. |
June 4, 2017, 9:10 a.m. |
| what they enlisted for. |
June 4, 2017, 9:10 a.m. |
| death and gratify a reprehensible curiosity. |
June 4, 2017, 9:09 a.m. |
| bundled out of the line. |
June 4, 2017, 9:07 a.m. |
| given to join them in their brave, |
June 4, 2017, 9:07 a.m. |
| "The enemy is in force just beyond this field, |
June 4, 2017, 9:07 a.m. |
| it was unusual, and too many were looking. |
June 4, 2017, 9:06 a.m. |
| above the wound interlacing with those below |
June 4, 2017, 9:06 a.m. |
| so much to threaten the enemy as deride him. |
June 4, 2017, 9:05 a.m. |
| it would have crackled and shot sparks. |
June 4, 2017, 9:05 a.m. |
