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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... head down,” said Charlie. “It ain't my head worries me,” said Duncan. He laughed, a stuttering, stomach-shaking burst of genuine relief. Charlie smiled at him. The line went solid. Men began to move forward, most in a fine mood, the ...
... head. He felt the stun, saw expanding, ellipticalv stars, fell to his knees. A rock in that one. Pay more attention. For a moment, the snow felt good on his knees, salved them after all the drilling of the past few days, but then the ...
... head south—he might get to the Gulf and then back up the river to Arkansas. He made it about sixty-five miles. When the firing squad shot him, he failed to die, and he sat up in the slush and begged for mercy. The sergeant was ordered ...
... head and keeps my rifle a mess, don't you see, Charlie,” said Duncan. “Don't you think them Yankees is having it no better, though, 'cause it's worse in Chattanooga, and I don't have to remind you of that.” The flurries got no harder ...
... head, young Merrill?” asked Bob Rainey. When he called him that, Charlie felt a closeness to the older man. “We wouldn't have you spent out over a snowball what was built around a stone, now would we, young Merrill?” “We would not ...
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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 |