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George Whitefield Powers The story of the Thirty Eighth regiment of Massachusetts volunteers (1865)

The warehouses, the wharves, and the few citizens seen, all had a decayed, broken-down look; and the fog hanging over the river added to the gloominess of the scene. On the Mississippi and in the Shenandoah Valley, the men of the Thirty Eighth had seen the destruction produced by actual conflict, where the shot and shell had whirled through the air, and plunged into storehouse and dwelling: here, they saw the effects of war on the prosperity of a thriving commercial city, which had seen no battle horrors, but which had been shut up within itself, to live on its own resources.
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George Whitefield Powers The story of the Thirty Eighth regiment of Massachusetts volunteers (1865)

It was an ovation, wherein the whole people, the young and the old, the rich and the poor, united together to do honor to the citizen soldiers who went forth to secure the blessings of Liberty, Union, and Peace to a distracted country. Right nobly have they accomplished their holy work! After many weary marches, through many a battle and skirmish, their patient endurance has been rewarded by victory so complete, that it would seem to be the termination of rebellion in this country forever, and of the foul spirit that inaugurated and controlled it.
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George Whitefield Powers The story of the Thirty Eighth regiment of Massachusetts volunteers (1865)

I was glad to hear them praise Sheridan; and glad, Mr. Editor, of another thing,—to hear them put Massachusetts first, and then Cambridge a little ahead of her! Didn’t I join hands with them there? If you at home love the old city as well as we whose various duties call us away, and will keep her up not merely to what she has been, but to what she can be, we will do all we can to prove ourselves citizens of no mean city, of whose doings she need not be ashamed.
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