The Thinking Bayonet by James Kendall HosmerThe Thinking Bayonet by James Kendall Hosmer

The Thinking Bayonet

byJames Kendall Hosmer

Paperback | February 4, 2012

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1865. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER XV. CLAIBORNE. For weeks and weeks it had been alternate battle and march, and now the enemy had turned again; lying low behind a long ridge, thrown up in a night on the brow of a slope, with a swampy forest at the base. Here came crowding their Federal pursuers,--cutting roads through the thick vegetation; hastily bridging with the felled trees dark pools; cutting in twain the knotting vines that had woven the wood into a tangle: so that the horseman could ride, and not hold his hand above his head to guard himself from the branches; and the white-covered wagons, with bread and beef, and powder, could go to and fro, with no solid trunk to hit their hubs, and no slough to swallow them to the axle. Herbert lay in his place,--a little booth of boughs behind a heavy fallen trunk, his habitation; but, in daytimes, or at night when he was on duty, he crouched with silent men in the edge of the woods, where trees were pitted and leaves torn with bullets from the rebel sharpshooters. Smeared was their dress with the slime of the mire in which they crouched. Ague rose at nightfall with exhalations, and fastened upon their bones. Lying under his low shelter-tent, drowsing once, after a night on picket, something drew itself slowly up upon Herbert's shoulder, then over his breast: he opened his eyes upon a poisonous snake. An order came for a force of infantry to move back. Herbert was in the detail. Pat was in hospital again, wounded in the last battle. Herbert did not know--how should a sergeant ever know?--where they were to go. Out they moved from the thickets one morning, just before day,--at the time when it is most dark, and men sleep soundest,--stepping carefully, so as not to break the dried limbs in their path; so as not to slip on the damp curve ...
Title:The Thinking BayonetFormat:PaperbackDimensions:76 pages, 9.69 × 7.44 × 0.16 inPublished:February 4, 2012Publisher:General Books LLCLanguage:English

The following ISBNs are associated with this title:

ISBN - 10:0217109365

ISBN - 13:9780217109369