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at the door; within were those of the wounded who could get there. But
the shells came too, the shells pierced the roof and entered. War came
in, ebon, blood-stained, and grinning. The Prince of Peace was crowded
out.
The artillery was deafening. In the midst of a tremendous burst of sound
D. H. Hill flung in the remainder of his division. Sumner came through
the smoke. The grey and blue closed in a death grapple. From toward the
centre, beneath the howling storm rose a singing--
The race is not to them that's got
The longest legs to run.
"Hood's Texans! Hood's Texans!" cried the Stonewall and all the other
brigades on the imperilled left. "Come on, Hood's Texans! Come on!
Yaaaii! Yaaaaaiih!"
Nor the battle to those people,
That shoots the biggest gun.
The Texans came to the Dunkard church. Stonewall Jackson launched a
thunderbolt, grey as steel, all his men moving up as one, against the
opposing, roaring sea. The sea gave back. Then Sumner called in
Sedgwick's fresh troops.
Allan Gold, fighting with the 65th, took the colours from the last of
the colour guard. He was tall and strong and he swung them high. The
glare from an exploding shell showed him and the battle flag. Gone was
the quiet school-teacher, gone even the scout and woodsman. He stood a
great Viking, with yellow hair, and the battle rage had come to him. He
began to chant, unconscious as a harp through which strikes a strong
wind. "Come on!" he chanted. "Come on!
"Sixty-fifth, come on!
Come on, the Stonewall!
Remember Manassas,
The first and the second Manassas!
Remember McDowell,
Remember Front Royal,
Remember the battle of Winchester,
Remember Cross Keys,
Remember Port Republic,
The battle of Kernstown, and all our battles and skirmishes,
Our marches and forced marches, bivouacs, and camp-fires,
Brother's hand in brother's hand, and the battle to-morrow!
Remember the Seven Days, Seven Days, Seven Days!
Remember the Seven Days! Remember Cedar Run.
The Groveton Wood, and the Railroad cut at Manassas
Where you threw stones when your cartridges were gone, where you
struck with the bayonet,
And the General spoke to you then, 'Steady, men, steady!'
Rememb
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