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The Third Massachusetts Regiment Volunteer Militia in the War of the Rebellion…

Lieutenant Baker at that time was twenty-four years old; he was indeed a giant, standing six feet four in his stockings, straight as an arrow, well versed in military tactics; and, although the youngest of the captains in the Third Regiment, his ability as officer was never questioned, nor had the company any reason to regret its choice of him as their captain. Resolute by nature, kind in heart, he was a man who did things; always doing his duty regardless of consequences to himself.
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The Third Massachusetts Regiment Volunteer Militia in the War of the Rebellion…

Our second battle at Whitehall was an artillery duel, forty battery guns being in action; and, although the Third did not take position on the field, the shot and shell from the rebel batteries were quite as thick as we cared to have them for comfort. Yet not a man of Company A was seen to dodge or try to gain cover. During the battle Colonel Richmond sat on his horse as calm and straight as if on inspection. I saw General Foster walking along the line of fire with the reins of his horse on his arm occasionally giving orders to the officers commanding the batteries.
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The Third Massachusetts Regiment Volunteer Militia in the War of the Rebellion…

Our march through Boston was one continued ovation from the start to finish. Often we heard the people saying, “This is the Old Third Regiment;” and from doors, balconies, and windows came the glad “Welcome home again to our brave Massachusetts soldiers.” Many times our ranks were broken by the hand-shaking of fathers, the embraces of mothers, and the kisses of sweethearts. And because the officers were equally served with the rank and file, no one said anything about perfect alignment or perfect marching.
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