The biography and public services of Hon James G. Blaine - giving a full account of twenty years in the national capital (1884) (14772571824)

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Title: The biography and public services of Hon James G. Blaine : giving a full account of twenty years in the national capital
Year: 1884 (1880s)
Authors: Craig, Hugh
Subjects: Blaine, James Gillespie, 1830-1893
Publisher: New York : H.S. Goodspeed
Contributing Library: University of Connecticut Libraries
Digitizing Sponsor: University of Connecticut Libraries



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derwho could inspire superhuman deeds. Such was the crushing responsibility which fell upon Loganat that awful moment. He rose to the supreme requirementsof the occasion, and with a hurried order to the general in hisimmediate front, he dashed off through that cyclone of shotand shell to save the Seventeenth Corps. There was another crisis to be met, however. GeneralMorgan L. Smiths division of his own corps, the Fifteenth,occupied a position across the railroad, and one of its brigades,with the batteries of Woods and De Gress, was considerablyadvanced. The Confederates had come on, charging in heavycolumns upon this single brigade, crushing it and capturingthe batteries. The men had fallen back in confusion upon themain line, which in turn threatened to break in a panic.General Smith was vainly striving to hold his command incheck when, like an apparition, Logan, mounted upon hiswell known black stallion, arrived in their midst. They recognized the voice that so often had fallen upon
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THE GEORGIA CAMPAIGN. 469 their ears above the roar of battle. There was no escape fromthe fiery glance of the eagle eye that blazed upon them. Therewas not a man who, in the presence of his leader, dared to runaway. Halt! he commanded in trumpet tones. Halt! areyou cowards ? Would you disgrace, at last, the proud nameof the Fifteenth Corps ? Let McPherson and revenge be yourbattle-cry. Will you hold this line with me ? We will! we will! came back in chorus, and seizing a flagfrom a color-bearer, Logan rode among the men, who ralliedwith cheers, and no assault could move them. Everywheretheir leader was in sight, riding hat in hand, all along thelines, his coal-black head bared to the storm of battle. The soldiers of the distressed and wavering Seventeenthgreeted with wild hurrahs the well known form of BlackJack, the famous commander of the Fifteenth Corps, asthough he had come with an army at his back. Wellingtondid not need Blucher half so much as they needed help, butone man was a