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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... hand thrusting outward to catch or push. The smell arrived and left, arrived once again with more urgency. The oven air swarmed with shot and the distant, then closer, crump of Napoleons and Parrott guns. Charlie knew he must stand and ...
... hand, and the man's feet rose, too, and they came east over the lines toward home. July knelt, stunned with heat and noise. Broken bodies, bent into strange, inhuman shapes, crowded below them. Down the blue line of Federal artillery ...
... hands a cup spilling with spring-fresh water. He motioned for them, then he looked beyond them for Sarah, but he could not see ... hand on the unshaven cheeks and looked down across the Georgia Railroad tracks toward the A Distant Flame 3.
... hand. Charlie knelt and put the mouth of his canteen upon the man's lips and tipped it, but he convulsed, went vague, choked, fell heavily dead to one side. The snakes of his intestines fell into the hot dust. Flies came. The menace of ...
... hand towel. A slow tread on the stairs, uncomposed whistling, then leaning with a groan to place the silver tray and its steaming cup on the floorboards of a dark hall. “Hit's out here, and you be down in ten minutes or you breakfast be ...
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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 |