A Distant FlameUniversity of Georgia Press, 1.04.2011 г. - 328 страници A young Confederate sharpshooter, Charlie Merrill, has already suffered many losses in his life, but he must find a way to endure--and to grow--if he is to survive the battles he and his fellow soldiers face in July 1864 at the gates of Atlanta. From the opening salvos on Rocky Face Ridge in northwest Georgia through the trials of Resaca and Kennesaw Mountain, Charlie faces the overwhelming force of the Union army and a growing uncertainty about his place in the war. Framed by a story that finds the elderly Charlie giving a speech on the fiftieth anniversary of the Battle of Atlanta, A Distant Flame portrays love, violence, and regret about wrong paths taken. With an attention to historical detail that brings the past powerfully to the present, Philip Lee Williams reveals Charlie's journey of redemption from the Civil War's fields of fire to the slow steps of old age. |
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... blood, bone, excrement. The dying man's hair hung from his face in black curls. Shrieking minié balls displaced the air near Charlie's left ear. He felt the heave of tears again, a shoving of the breastbone from inside, like a violent ...
... blood three times and stood beside him, dusting caked blood from his chest. “You knew I would come back and get you, didn't you?” “I always knew that,” said the man. Charlie touched his hand, and the man's feet rose, too, and they came ...
... blood. He pushed himself up on his elbows and looked around the second-floor bedroom. For a moment, the familiar sheared into picture-book oddness. Whose room? Whose castle? Whose city? Today, he thought. This is the day. He stood on ...
... blood. He was sitting on a stump watching a creek when the detachment came on him. He denied nothing, and then they took him straightaway back to Dalton, providing Evan with a horse. The day was very cold, and snowflakes rolled into his ...
... blood of slaughterhouses, sinews, and organs. He had cleaned chickens himself, knew the slick insides of a living creature. “That couldn't be,” said Charlie. “It was. They said it.” “They must have been making it up, just a story. 18 ...
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April 19 1864 | 26 |
July 26 1861 | 36 |
July 22 1914 | 43 |
April 20May 8 1864 | 47 |
May 16 1862 | 166 |
June 226 1864 | 172 |
Summer and Fall 1862 | 191 |
July 221914 | 200 |
Winter 18621863 | 205 |
June 27 1864 | 217 |
July 22 1914 | 226 |
July 2122 1864 | 234 |
July 27 1861 | 59 |
July 28 1861 | 63 |
May 813 1864 | 68 |
July 22 1914 | 83 |
AugustSeptember 1861 | 88 |
May 1419 1864 | 97 |
July 22 1914 | 116 |
OctoberDecember 1861 | 123 |
JanuaryMarch 1862 | 131 |
May 2231 1864 | 140 |
July 23September 1 1864 | 251 |
July 22 1914 | 265 |
July 221914 500530 PM | 271 |
July 221914 545630 PM | 276 |
July 221914 630930 PM | 284 |
July 221914 930Midnight | 297 |
November 1918 | 301 |
Authors Note | 305 |