Of the charge made by Pettigrew and Pickett on Cemetery Ridge, I do not propose to speak at length.
On the cthe field of battle.
A thousand yards away lay Cemetery Ridge, curving around on the left to Culp's Hill, andposition, awaiting our assault.
Between us and Cemetery Ridge was a field as open as this floor, not a tree, hundered over our heads at the enemy's guns on Cemetery Ridge.
And so we marched vaulted with fire.
As we to strike, then in line of battle, the guns on Cemetery Ridge blazing in our faces, and every regiment of Armnnon on Round-Top volleyed and thundered.
From Cemetery Ridge grapeshot and canister tore through our ranks.
defeat.
Just ahead, bristling with cannon, was Cemetery Ridge.
Just beyond it Hancock, a foeman worthy of higranite obelisk marks the spot where he fell on Cemetery Ridge.
The sword which dropped from his dying grasp husiasm to tell how the noble Armistead fell on Cemetery Ridge by the wheels of the enemy's cannon.
And so,
