A Distant FlameUniversity of Georgia Press, 01.04.2011 - 328 Seiten 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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... never past. It came at least once each week just after he awoke, bearing old horrors shaped in new narratives of flame and blood. He pushed himself up on his elbows and looked around the second-floor bedroom. For a moment, the familiar ...
... never forget the joy I found with you or the peace I saw in your eyes when we loved. My heart will ever he yours. Now I must post this in haste for they are calling me to the ship, and I cannot know what will happen next. But as I sail ...
... never thought we'd get the spirit back, but Old Joe's done it,” said Bob Rainey, an older man with a gray-flecked beard. “I'm near about ready to send some bad news to a few Yankee mothers.” “Blasted damn cold,” said Duncan. He ...
... never heard that. It's kind of sickening. When the Camak place burned, they said you could still sort of tell who everybody was, but it was a sickening thing. And that house was the biggest fire I ever saw. You want to play chess?” They ...
... never said a word to me in all the years I been here about what it was like in that war. Not a blessed word. And you ... never talked about it much,” he said. “I was only a boy then. Everything was different then. I have appreciated your ...
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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 |