 | Society of the Army of the Tennessee - 1898 - 212 σελίδες
...sprawled on that cursed glacee. Lord! how the hot sun went for us, And br'iled and blistered and burned! How the Rebel bullets whizzed round us When a cuss...believe for a spell: That nigger — that Tim — was a crawlin' to me Through that fire-proof, gilt-edged hell ! The Rebels seen him as quick as me, And... | |
 | John Hay - 1871 - 188 σελίδες
...sprawled on that damned glacee. Lord ! how the hot sun went for us, And br'iled and blistered and burned ! How the Rebel bullets whizzed round us When a cuss...death-grip turned ! Till along toward dusk I seen a thing I could n't believe for a spell : That nigger — that Tim — was a crawlin' t Through that fire-proof,... | |
 | John Hay - 1873 - 206 σελίδες
...sprawled on that damned glacee. Lord ! how the hot sun went for us, And br'iled and blistered and burned ! How the Rebel bullets whizzed round us When a cuss...death-grip turned ! Till along toward dusk I seen a thing I could n't believe for a spell : That nigger — that Tim — was a crawlin' to me Through that fire-proof,... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1877 - 576 σελίδες
...on that cursed glacee. Lord ! how the hot suii went for us, And br'iled and blistered and burned ! How the rebel bullets whizzed round us When a cuss...death-grip turned ! Till along toward dusk I seen a thing I could n't believe for a spell : That nigger — that Tim — was a-crawlin' to me Through that fire-proof,... | |
 | William De Vere - 1885 - 176 σελίδες
...sprawled on that cursed glacee. Lord ! how the hot sun went for us, And br'iled and blistered and burned; How the rebel bullets whizzed round us When a cuss in his death-grip turned I Till along toward dusk I seen a thing I couldn't believe for a spell : That nigger — that Tim —... | |
 | Lew Wallace, George Alfred Townsend - 1888 - 664 σελίδες
...here I must give you the story in the touching language of the author: " Till along toward du*k I saw a thing, I couldn't believe for a spell : . That nigger — that Tim — was a crawlin' to mt Through tl1nt fire-proof, gilt-edged hell ! The rebels s.1w him as quick as me, And... | |
 | John Hay - 1890 - 286 σελίδες
...sprawled on that cursed glacee. Lord! how the hot sun went for us, And br'iled and blistered and burned! How the Rebel bullets whizzed round us When a cuss...death-grip turned ! Till along toward dusk I seen a thing I could n't believe for a spell: That nigger — that Tim — was a crawlin' to me Through that fire-proof,... | |
 | Lew Wallace, Murat Halstead - 1892 - 614 σελίδες
...here I must give you the story in the touching language of the author: " Till along toward dusk 1 saw a thing, I couldn't believe for a spell: That nigger — that Tim — was a crawlin" to me Through that fire-proof, gilt-edged hell ! The rebels s^\v him as quick as me. And... | |
 | Society of the Army of the Tennessee - 1893 - 672 σελίδες
...sprawled on that damned glacee. Lord! how the hot sun went for us, And biled and blistered and burned ! How the rebel bullets whizzed round us When a cuss in his death grip turned! Till along toward dusk I see a thing I couldn't believe for a spell: That nigger... | |
 | William Caswell Jones - 1897 - 368 σελίδες
...the hot sun went f6r us, And br'iled and blistered and burned ! H6w the Rebel bullets whizzed r6und us When a cuss in his death-grip turned ! Till along toward dusk I seen a thing I couldn't believe f6r a spell : That nigger — that Tim— was a crawltn' t6 me Through that fire-pro6f, gilt-edged... | |
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... left struck Vicksburg Heights, how ripped And torn and tattered we lay. When the rest retreated I stayed behind, Fur reasons sufficient to me, — With a rib caved in, and a leg on a strike, I sprawled on that cursed glacee. 
