Joseph Alexander Altsheler

Joseph Alexander Altsheler

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Portrait of Joseph Alexander Altsheler Joseph Alexander Altsheler The Guns of Bull Run — Chapter VI. Sumter (1914)

Heavy waves rolled into the mouths of the narrow and difficult passes that led into the bay.
"The Lord Himself fights for us," Harry heard Colonel Leonidas Talbot murmur. "No ships on such a sea would dare the passes in the face of our guns."
The pale light widened. Sumter was black and threatening again, and the flag waved there before it.
General Beauregard, his staff and a body of civilians arrived, and almost overflowed the battery. Harry noticed among the civilians an old man, seventy-five at least, with long hair, snow white.
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Portrait of Joseph Alexander Altsheler Joseph Alexander Altsheler The Guns of Bull Run — Chapter VI. Sumter (1914)

The fire had not ceased at any time in the course of the night, and Sumter looked like a ruin, but the flag still floated over it. St. Clair and Langdon were awakened a few minutes later, and they also stood up, rubbed their eyes, stared at the fort and listened to the firing. Harry laughed at their appearance.
"You fellows are certainly grimy," he said. "You look as if you hadn't seen water for a month."
"We can't see ourselves, old Wait-and-See," retorted Langdon, "but I guess we're beauties alongside of you.
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Portrait of Joseph Alexander Altsheler Joseph Alexander Altsheler The Guns of Bull Run — Chapter VI. Sumter (1914)

Clair and Langdon on their earthworks, and looked at Sumter.
"I wonder when the word will come for us to turn these big guns loose?" Langdon said one day, as he looked at the cannon. "Seems to me we ought to take Sumter before that fleet comes."
"But wouldn't it be better for them to make the first hostile movement, Happy?" asked Harry. "Then we'd put them in the wrong."
"What difference does it make if we should happen to fight them, anyhow? The question who began it we'd settle afterwards on victorious fields. Oh, we're bound to win, Harry! We can't help it.
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