The Evacuation of England: The Twist in the Gulf StreamGratacap, L. P. (Louis Pope)
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The Evacuation of England: The Twist in the Gulf Stream
Gratacap, L. P. (Louis Pope)
Climatic changes -- Fiction; Great Britain -- Fiction
Now, it was understood by all the published programmes of that day’s
exercises that the address of the President was to be delivered at
that historic spot known as the High Water Mark, which marks the
uprushing tide, the foaming crest and insurmountable limit of the
Rebellion, which thereafter receded in wavering surges to the south.
In the great reservation, devoted as a monument to the battle which
saved the Union, this spot is central, and the acres stretched about it
would accommodate an army. It was quite inexplicable why this annoying
interference and congestion prevailed. It turned out to be a military
precaution. The President was to be installed safely at the speaker’s
stand, escorted by veterans of the north and south, before the people
should be permitted to assemble around him, and a cordon of military
enclosed the little village, keeping confined within it the straining
and impatient visitors.
The village of Gettysburg, which was used in the great battle as
a hospital, and which entirely escaped injury in the three days’
conflict, was more than a mile away from the place chosen for the
ceremonies of the day. When the dam was removed it was seen there would
be a dangerous stampede for position. Music, too, swept exhilaratingly
over the throngs from the distant scene of the festivities, and its
martial notes awakened to desperation the disappointed and vexed
multitude. The large numbers twisted and irksomely tied up within the
narrow streets, and turbulently mixed up on the little square of the
village, groaned aloud.
Voices suddenly rose high in altercation and abuse. A farmer whose
rickety wagon, laden with his sons and daughters, had got packed
between a curb and a particularly dense fragment of the crowd, made up
of vituperative young men, and was in almost certain danger of being
upset, was engaged in a lusty expostulation not unassisted by the quick
and sharp lashes of his whip, over the heads of the dodging group. The
latter, not averse to some retaliatory measures that might serve the
purpose of freeing their general resentment at their imprisonment,
attacked the irate proprietor of the wagon and pushed his shivering
vehicle over, spilling its screaming and swearing occupants upon the
heads of the bystanders, who were utterly unable to escape, and added
their din to the commotion.
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