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Benson J. Lossing, Pictorial Field Book of the Civil War. Volume 2. 27 19 Browse Search
William F. Fox, Lt. Col. U. S. V., Regimental Losses in the American Civil War, 1861-1865: A Treatise on the extent and nature of the mortuary losses in the Union regiments, with full and exhaustive statistics compiled from the official records on file in the state military bureaus and at Washington 8 0 Browse Search
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 12. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones) 6 2 Browse Search
The Daily Dispatch: April 2, 1863., [Electronic resource] 4 0 Browse Search
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events, Diary from December 17, 1860 - April 30, 1864 (ed. Frank Moore) 3 3 Browse Search
Benson J. Lossing, Pictorial Field Book of the Civil War. Volume 1. 3 3 Browse Search
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 13. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones) 2 2 Browse Search
Edward H. Savage, author of Police Recollections; Or Boston by Daylight and Gas-Light ., Boston events: a brief mention and the date of more than 5,000 events that transpired in Boston from 1630 to 1880, covering a period of 250 years, together with other occurrences of interest, arranged in alphabetical order 2 0 Browse Search
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Documents and Narratives, Volume 6. (ed. Frank Moore) 2 2 Browse Search
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 33. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones) 2 0 Browse Search
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The Daily Dispatch: March 31, 1862., [Electronic resource], Notes of the War. (search)
d the pieces could be seen splashing the water in every direction. Amidst it all I could see the rebels running to and fro on the parapet, loading their guns, carrying off killed or wounded and in all behaving with the most spirited bravery. Two or three of their guns were dismounted, and some heavy breaches made in their works, but they struggled manfully to repair the damages, perfectly different as it seemed, of the fearful perits which surrounded them. "Good for Kilty!" aborts Captain Walke, of the Carondolet, as one of the riffed shots of the Mound City struck just in the fort and cast up an immense cloud of reddish-looking dirt. "Crash," goes a 10 inch shell from the stern of the Carondolet just over which I am standing; the ship trembles in every timber at the recall, the spectator in volunteering judging the shock, the sulphurous smoke flying back in his face, and for the moment blinding his sight, and the huge missile roaring in the air like the sound of a distant