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: Gettysburg: Stories of the Red Harvest and the Aftermath by Singmaster Elsie - War stories American; Gettysburg Battle of Gettysburg Pa. 1863 Fiction; Pennsylvania History Civil War 1861-1865 Fiction
From the drawing by Sidney H. Riesenberg, reproduced by courtesy of Harper and Brothers
"I CAN'T STAND IT," HE 26 SAID THICKLY
From the drawing by Frederic Dorr Steele reproduced by courtesy of McClure's Magazine
HE STOOD WHERE LINCOLN 104 HAD STOOD:
From the drawing by C. E. Chambers, reproduced by courtesy of Harper and Brothers
THEY SAW THE STRANGE OLD 152 FIGURE ON THE PORCH
From the drawing by F. Walter Taylor, reproduced by courtesy of Chas. Scribner's Sons
GETTYSBURG
I
JULY THE FIRST
From the kitchen to the front door, back to the kitchen, out to the little stone-fenced yard behind the house, where her children played in their quiet fashion, Mary Bowman went uneasily. She was a bright-eyed, slender person, with an intense, abounding joy in life. In her red plaid gingham dress, with its full starched skirt, she looked not much older than her ten-year-old boy.
Presently, admonishing herself sternly, she went back to her work. She sat down in a low chair by the kitchen table, and laid upon her knee a strip of thick muslin. Upon that she placed a piece of linen, which she began to scrape with a sharp knife. Gradually a soft pile of little, downy masses gathered in her lap. After a while, as though this process were too slow, or as though she could no longer endure her bent position, she selected another piece of linen and began to pull it to pieces, adding the raveled threads to the pile of lint. Suddenly, she slipped her hands under the soft mass, and lifted it to the table. Forgetting the knife, which fell with a clatter, she rose and went to the kitchen door.
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