Thomas Meagher

The Irish Brigade stood its ground valiantly, but the bayonet charge never materialized. The fire from the road was too thick.
“Did you hear that, Captain McGee?”
“Hear what, General Meagher? I can’t even hear myself prayin’.”
“I swear to you by all the Saints in Heaven that the shootin’s so thick here I heard two bullets hit each other in mid air right next to me left ear.”

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