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Again, its loss at Petersburg, June eighteenth, was the greatest of any regiment in any one action, during the war. It made the charge that day with about nine hundred muskets, losing six hundred and thirty-two in killed and wounded. Only a month previous the regiment had suffered a terrible loss in its gallant fight on the Fredericksburg Pike, near Spottsylvania, May 19th, 1864, where it lost eighty-two killed and three hun- dred and ninety-four wounded ; total, four hundred and seventy- six. Among the killed were six officers, and in the battle of June eighteenth, just referred to, thirteen officers were killed or mortally wounded, besides others who were hit. This regiment was raised principally in the Penobscot valley, and was organ- ized August 2 1st, 1862, as the Eighteenth Maine Infantry. Major Daniel Chaplin, of the Second Maine, was appointed colonel. He fell, mortally wounded, August i8th, 1864, at Stra*vberry Plains, Va., (Deep Bottom). The regiment left the State August 24th, 1862, and was changed to heavy artillery in December. It remained in the defences of Washington until May, 1864, when it joined Grant's army at Spottsylvania. All its losses occurred within a period of ten months. During the spring campaign of 1865, it was in Dc Trobriand's brigade of Mott's Division, Second Corps. THE MAINE BUGLE. The Charge of the Heavy Artillery. BY JOEL F. BROWN, CO. I FIRST MAINE HEAVY ARTILLERY. Nearly thirty years have passed since 1864, and scenes clear and bright to memory once have become dim and misty now. Time and the smoke of the battle of life have obscured the recollection of those days of trial and danger. One scene, in which it was my lot to act an humble part, is burned on my memory so deeply that nothing will ever efface it. I have only to close my eyes and I can see it clear and distinct as I saw it then. It was the charge of the famous First Maine Heavy Artillery at Petersburg on the eighteenth day of June, 1864. I was a member of Co. I of that regiment, and after having lain in the defenses of Washington for eighteen months, where it was a ceaseless routine of drill six days in a week with inspec- tion and dress parade, supplemented with a little battalion drill and church service for variety, on Sunday, we joined the Army of the Potomac, a full artillery regiment, eighteen hundred strong, just in season to receive our first baptism of fire at Spottsylvania Court House in an action known as the fight at the Fredericksburg Road. How well I remember, when we joined the army, the old veterans laughed at and jeered us, called us " Abe's pets," " Paper collars," " Band box soldiers," etc., just as though we could help staying in the defenses of Washington when the •' " Powers thus decreed. How well I remember that first fight, where our heavy artillery brigade under the lead of the gallant Gen. Tyler confronted the whole of the rebel Gen. Elwell's corps and held them in check for two hours and a half until reinforce- ments arrived and drove them off the field. The rebs outnum- bered us three or four to one, and according to all the rules of war we were whipped several times over, but it was our first fight and we were green at the business, as well as being Abe's CHARGE OF THE HEAVY ARTILLERY. 5 pets, etc., so we did not know we were whipped and kept on fighting. The rebs got disgusted with our way of shooting straight at them and kept behind a stone wall, and the reinforce- ments coming up, we did not all go to Andersonville as we should have done if they had been disposed to advance their flanks and simply scoop us all in. I well remember also that an old veteran came over to where we were lying in a piece of woods and said, " Well, you can fight if you did come out of the defenses." We lost as near as I can remember, about four hundred of our regiment here. I also remember sometimes, in a dim, hazy kind of way, of the march to Milford Station, of the North Anna, of Cold Harbor, and skirmishes and fights without names, all parts of the great battles, I suppose. Some of these mem- ories are dim to me; it seems as though the smoke of burning powder obscures them ; and some are quite sharp and clear yet. I recollect the march to, and the crossing of the James, the advance on Petersburg, of lying all night—we were in the Sec- ond Corps then—and hearing the roar of the trains as the advance of Lee's army was being hurried into the defences of the city; also the fighting on the sixteenth and seventeenth of June, and the rumors of an advance on the eighteenth, when it was our duty to lead ; all of this comes back to me as a dream. During all this marching and fighting our regiment had dwindled down until scarce nine hundred men remained, but we had learned how to fight. On the morning of the eighteenth of " June seventy-five men of Co. I answered " Here at roll call. There were one hundred and fifty at Spottsylvania. Just one- half was gone. I was the second man on the right of the com- pany in the front rank, and next but one to the regimental colors. Of the original eight who formed the first two files on the right, two were dead and three wounded, leaving but three in the ranks, but others had closed up to the right, and our front although shorter, was still solid. I think it must have been about three o'clock in the afternoon when we came out from our breastworks and began to advance. We moved a short distance to the front and then up to the right, down a sunken road that 6 THE MAINE BUGLE. ran parallel to the line, where we halted in the line of battle for some time. There was a piece of open woods in our rear and the bank of the road was so high in our front as to completely cover us from the enemy. We soon found that the rest of the corps was being massed in our rear and were told what was to be done. The whole corps was to charge in mass, we to lead ; and then came the getting ready. Knapsacks, haversacks and blankets were thrown off, in fact everything that would lighten our load ; messages were delivered to be sent home, in case anything hap- pened, and good byes were said. I can call to mind how I stood there leaning upon my musket, looking on. I had no particular comrade tp say good bye to ; both were dead, one at Spottsyl- vania, the other at Cold Harbor. I expect my face was white. I know I saw other white faces there and some of them wore shoulder straps, but there was no flinching ; it is always harder to wait than to fight. At last we heard from our colonel, " Atten- tion, First Maine Heavy Artillery—Forward, Guide Right, March !" As we scrambled up out of the road, what a sight was before us : about ten or fifteen hundred yards away, across an open field having a little rise and covered with old corn stubble, were the rebel works, bristling with artillery, still as death, awaiting our onslaught.