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On his modest gravestone in a little cemetery behind Bowdoin College, sits a small stone with the quote penned upon it "Honor Abides Here". Scores of people, each day, come here to pay homage to this true "hero" of our "Civil War".


At twilight on July 1, 1863, Colonel Joshua L. Chamberlain and the troops of the 20th Maine set out on a forced all-night march down dusty Pennsylvania lanes. Their destination was the crossroads community of Gettysburg, where the greatest battle of the American Civil War was underway. It would not be their first combat - they had weathered the blaze of battle in bloody contests like Antietam, Fredericksburg, and Chancellorsville - but Gettysburg would be different.

At Gettysburg, glory awaited them.


Joshua Chamberlain, an unlikely hero, a college professor rather than a trained soldier, turned out to be a hero at Gettysburg as at Fredricksburg and later at Petersburg. His address to those gathered at Gettysburg in 1889 for the dedication of the 20th Maine Monument is extracted below. The words give you some insight into his character:


"A quarter of a century ago on this rugged crest you were doing what you deemed your duty, Today you come with modest mein, with care more for truth than for praise, to retrace and record the simple facts - the outward form - of your movements and actions. But far more than this entered into your thought and motive, and far greater was the result of the action taken than any statistical description of it could import.


Battle on Little Round Top


You were making history, the world has recorded for you more than you have written. The centuries to come will share and recognize the victory won here, with growing gratitude. The country has acknowledged your service. Your State is proud of it. This well earned and unsought fame has moved you already to acknowledge your deserts. Your own loyal and loving zeal for justice has indeed anticipated the State's recognition. At your own cost you set your monument here to mark the ground where faithful service and devotion wrought a result so momentous.

Today your historians have recalled the facts. On that line which has been so patiently and candidly investigated and as far as possible freed from doubt and unclearness, your admirable record leaves little to be desired. But as this is a suitable, if not final, opportunity for accurate and complete statement of these facts, I may be indulged in a remark or two germane to this matter, which recent visits and this occasion itself suggests.


"Hero of Little Round Top"
Col. Joshua Chamberlain July 1, 1863


I am certain that the position of this monument is quite to the left of the center of our regimental line when the final charge was ordered. Our original left did not extend quite to the great rock which now supports this memorial of honor. When we charged front with our left wing and extended it by the flank and rear, the color was brought to mark the new center, which was to become the salient of our formation; and it was placed, I was sorry to do it, on the smooth and open slope, and in a position completely exposed. Beyond this the left was refused and extended in a single rank, When the charge was made I was beside the color bearer, and I know well that we struck the enemy where their line was open to view, and the ground comparatively unobstructed. The color advanced in the direction of the proper front of the right wing, and passed the rock altogether to our left. I am not at all criticising the judgement of our comrades who selected the great boulder for the base of the monument.

It was entirely fitting to mark it with that honor, as it became so conspicious an object during the terrible struggle, the center and pivot of the whirlpool that raged around...


Col. Joshua Chamberlain and the 20th Maine on Little Round Top defending the left of the Union line against the attack of Col. William Oates and the 15th Alabama.


Words elsewhere spoken by me today in our State's behalf strive to express the motive and purpose of this great struggle, and the character and consequences of the victory vouchsafed us. It is there I speak of country; here it needs only that I speak of you, and the ground made glorious by you and yours.

The lesson impressed on me as I stand here and my heart and mind traverse your faces, and the years that are gone, is that in a great, momentous struggle like this commemorated here, it is character that tells. I do not mean simply nor chiefly bravery. Many a man has that, who may become surprised or disconcerted at a sudden change in the posture of affairs. What I mean by character is a firm and seasoned substance of soul. I mean such qualities or acquirements as intelligence, thoughtfulness, conscientiousness, right-mindedness, patience, fortitude, long-suffering and unconquerable resolve.


The painting captures the moment, late in the afternoon of July 2, 1863, when Joshua L. Chamberlain led his famous bayonet charge.


I could see all this on your faces when you were coming into position here for the desperate encounter; man by man, file by file, on the right into the line. I knew that you all knew what was staked on your endurance and heroism. Some of you heard Vincent say to me, with such earnest and prophetic eyes, pointing to the right of our position and the front of the oncoming attack, "You understand, Colonel, this ground must be held at all costs!" I did understand; with a heavy weight on my mind and spirit. You understood: and it was done. Held, and at what cost! Held, and for what effect!

There is no need that I should recount to the friends who stand around us here, what would have happened had this little line - this thin, keen edge of Damascus steel been broken down from its guard. All can see what would have become of our Brigade; swallowed up, of Weed's struck in the rear; of Hazlett's guns, taken in the flank and turned to launch their thunderbolts upon our troops, already sore pressed in the gorge at our feet, and the fields upon the great front and right. Round Top lost - the day lost Gettysburg lost - who can tell or dream what for loss thence would follow!


Chamberlain commissioned to have this bracelet made it 1865. The bracelet lists the names of 24 battles in which Chamberlain participated


I do not know whether any friends who stand here on this calm and sunny day, comprehend how the weight of such responsibility presses upon the spirit. We were young then. We do not count ourselves old yet; and these things were done more than twenty-six years ago. We believe we could do them now; but we wonder how we could have done them. Doubtless the spring and elasticity of youth helped us to bear the burden and recover from the shock. But something more than youthful ardor and dash was demanded for such a test. And that was yours. In thought, in habit, in experience, in discipline, you were veterans. It was a matter, as I have said, of character. it was the soul of youth suddenly springing into the flush and flower of manhood. It was the force of the characters you had formed in the silent and peaceful years by the mother's knee and by the father's side, which you stood in such stead in the day of trial. And so it is.


Chamberlain received the Congressional Medal of Honor in 1893 for his efforts at Gettysburg.


We know not of the future, and cannot plan for it much. But we can hold our spirits and our bodies so pure and high, we may cherish such thoughts and such ideals, and dream such dreams of lofty purpose, that we can determine and know what manner of men we will be whenever and wherever the hour strikes, that calls to noble action, this predestination God has given us in charge. No man becomes suddenly different from his habit and cherished thought. We carry our accustomed manners with us. And it was the boyhood you brought from your homes which made you men; which braced your hearts, which shone upon your foreheads, which held you steadfast in mind and body, and lifted these heights of Gettysburg to immortal glory."


The inscription on the back of the medal reads: The Congress to
Bvt. Maj. Gen.
Joshua L. Chamberlain
U.S. Vols.
Gettysburg
July 2, 1863



3 posted on 05/17/2004 12:01:37 AM PDT by SAMWolf (The original point and click interface was a Smith & Wesson.)
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From Maine to Gettysburg is my next trip. I am taking my 12 yr old grandson with me. He will visit Little Round Top and other sites of the battle. He would have had ancestors in the Union Army while mine were Confederates. I am attending Gettysburg College reunion. My freshman "Old Dorm" was an observation post and hospital. Great data here this morning which I hope to share with him. Thanks,Sam.


12 posted on 05/17/2004 3:25:15 AM PDT by larryjohnson (USAF(Ret))
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Good God what an inspiration: out of ammo so orders a bayonet charge.

Yet such a modest and cultivated sort.

Striking such a note at the quarter-century reunion.

A sense of timelessness in time, something between, "Let us cross over the river, and rest under the shade of the trees" and Holmes' prewar farewell to Watson.

"There's an east wind coming, Watson."

"I think not, Holmes. It is very warm."

"Good old Watson! You are the one fixed point in a changing age. There's an east wind coming all the same, such a wind as never blew on England yet. It will be cold and bitter, Watson, and a good many of us may wither before its blast. But it's God's own wind none the less, and a cleaner, better, stronger land will lie in the sunshine when the storm has cleared."

Of course England's indifference to Jewish extermination still echoes in the unbelievable dreck parroted by the BBC.

While the NYT's Friedman equates Al-Sadr's militia with the Israeli settlers: "All Is Skewed To Fit Our Bent".

~~~

July 2, 1863

Dear Diary,

I am extremely thankful to God Almighty for my life and the ability to write this evening. It has been a very hectic, bloody, and an extremely DEADLY day. Of the 200 men I began the day with, less than half remain. This was a horrible price to pay but the army and quite possibly the country itself were saved this evening. The fact that we still hold this position is, in itself, a gift from God.

As the day began, we were marching up the Taneytown road towards Gettysburg. As we approached, the sounds of the fight were becoming louder and clearer. At approximately 1300, we were instructed to take up a reserve position about 200 yards southeast of this huge ridge of hills. The men took this opportunity to rest up, perform some hygiene, and contemplate what was waiting for us on the other side of those hills. The rumors were almost correct. It was not the entire Reb army, only the lead and mid elements of it.

Private Killrain and I sat under a tree and began to talk. We began to discuss the situation of the Freedmen. I explained to him that I had never really considered them to be any different from any white man. As my mother put it, they had the "divine spark". This, to me, meant that they were the same in faculty and function as any man. That, after all, is the main reason that I am here. I believe that this nation cannot exist with two such differed ideologies.

"Buster", as I call him, responded by telling me that he didn't care one way or the other about the freedmen. He related his experiences from Ireland, his home country, where he had seen men killed for no logical reason. He said that he came to this country because here you are judged on your own actions, not those of your past family. He feels that the south has an aristocratic society much like the old country. To him this concept seemed completely wrong. He said, "Shoot! What I'm fighting for is the right to prove that I'm a better man than some of those. That is why we MUST win this war !!"

From this point forward I must relate what occured as best I can because everything seemed so time-compressed.

As Buster was talking to me at this point, Col. Vincent rushed up and ordered me to gather my men and prepare to double quick. We were going to a position on the small round hill in front of us. This took place at about 1700. The Rebs were storming across the field headed for this hill. We arrived at our position and Col. Vincent pointed out the fact that there were several units to our right but none to the left. He informed me that we were the end of the union line. He said, "You cannot withdraw. You cannot surrender. If this position is taken, the enemy will sweep over the top of this hill and take this entire army from the rear. You will have to be stubborn today. You must defend this position to the last." I surveyed the position and was thinking "defend to the last. The last what? The last man? The last round of ammunition?"

At this point I remembered an important lesson I had learned from the Rebs at Fredericksburg. I ordered the men to stack the rocks up in front as high as they could. Those who could not seek cover behind the rocks needed to find a good thick tree to get behind. They were digging trenches and constructing a breastworks as fast as they could because we could hear the fight moving towards us. I summoned the officers to explain the situation. I then dispatched Capt. Morrill and B Company out to the far left to take up sniper positions.

At around 1645 the 16th Michigan and 44th New York became engaged. The Rebs were trying to storm straight up the front of the hill. I knew it would only be a matter of time before the Rebs regrouped and tried to swing around the left. The downside of this situation is that WE were the left.

The fight erupted with the 83rd Pennsylvania, to our immediate right, at 1745. The air began to fill with a suffocating cloud of smoke. At 1800 Buster spotted what appeared to be an entire Reb division coming straight at us. I told the men to remain calm and to continue loading and firing as fast as possible. As they charged we continued to fire from behind the rocks and trees and we exacted a heavy toll upon the enemy. We were getting extremely shot up in the process. There were bodies everywhere. The blood gathered in huge puddles on the rocks and ground. I have never seen anything like it. We thought we had repelled them but after a break long enough to receive casualty reports they came at us again. Fortunately, at this point, they were coming straight at us. My left flank, which was fully exposed, remained intact. We repelled this charge with furious determination. At this time my scouts reported that the Rebs were beginning to move around to the left.

I formulated a plan, thank you Jesus, and summoned my officers to relay it to the units. I ordered the men to thin out to twice their length, and at the point I marked, to refuse the line. The line was pulled back to form right angles so the enemy approaching from the left would hit another front instead of the flank. My casualties were heavy and we had to execute this maneuver in the face of heavy enemy fire. We were also beginning to run dangerously low on ammunition.

The Rebs came again and we repelled them again. There were hundreds of men dead and dying on the slope. The fight raged on like this for what seemed like an eternity. As my men ran out of ammunition the fighting became hand to hand. We continued to hold as best as we could.

We could not get resupplied or reinforced because the Rebs were wreaking havoc upon the entire line. Upon trying to summon reinforcements, I learned that Col. Vincent had been shot dead about 30 minutes into the fight. We were beat up and out of ammunition yet the Rebs were coming at us again. I knew with our present situation that we could not withstand another attack, yet we could not withdraw. I summoned the officers and ordered them to have their men fix bayonettes.

As the Rebs came up the hill, we charged starting with the left flank that had been pulled back. We swung like a door and swept the Rebs down the hill. Most of them looked absolutely terrified. I came upon a Reb officer who leveled his pistol at my head and pulled the trigger. I closed my eyes as I heard the click of the hammer falling on an empty chamber. I then put my sword to his throat and demanded his weapon which he readily gave up. He then asked me for a drink of water which I saw that he received. As the Rebs continued to run down the hill, Capt. Morrill's men rose up from behind their stone wall and fired into their rear. This formed a slaughter pit at the foot of the hill.

After the fight was over a messenger came and told me that I needed to brief General Meade on the action. He asked to shake my hand saying "That is the most amazing thing I have ever seen." He then offered a drink from his flask which I gladly took. I proceeded to drain the flask.

I then briefed the general and went back to my men. I was deeply saddened to find out that during the fight Buster had been seriously wounded. According to the adjutant it appears to be mortal. A horrible price to pay. I am grateful that the army survived. This was without a doubt the most brutal confrontation I have ever seen. When I asked the name of the hill, I was told that it was called Little Round Top. I believe that "Little Round Top" will be a testament to right triumphing over wrong despite overwhelming odds.

Joshua L. Chamberlain

~~~

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I realize only one artillery shell with VX nerve gas is not a great deal, but I hope it will be received in the spirit it is sent when I cram one each down the throats of Dan Rather, Hillary Clinton, Carl Levin, and Ted Kennedy.

Ted Kennedy will have to take time out from his videoconferences with al-Sadr, Zarqawi, Osama and that Botox pimp-daddy from the Paris peace talks.


161 posted on 05/18/2004 12:51:15 AM PDT by PhilDragoo (Hitlery: das Butch von Buchenvald)
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