Magnified by its lift against the sky and by the soldier’s testifying sense of the . He was a civilian, if one might judge from his dress which was that of a planter. Tales of Soldiers and Civilians. Ambrose Bierce. This web edition published by [email protected] Last updated Wednesday, December 17, at Tales of Soldiers and Civilians, by Ambrose Bierce .au/b/bierce/ambrose/tales-of-soldiers-and-civilians/contents.

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There was no place but the bottom of the notch, and that was barely wide enough for the roadbed.

He awaited each stroke with impatience and—he knew not why—apprehension. Doubtless this biercce was due to his unusually acute sensibilities—his keen sense of the beautiful, which these hideous things outraged.

One moment only and he wheels right about and is speeding like the wind straight down the slope—toward his friends, toward his death! Advancing from the bank of the creek, he suddenly found. He stood considering them with wonder, when suddenly the entire plantation, with its enclosing forest, seemed to turn as if upon a pivot. Buy the selected items together This item: These stories feel gimmicky to me.

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There are sounds without a name, forms without substance, translations in space of objects which have not been seen to move, movements wherein nothing is observed to change its place. Some loose boards laid taes the sleepers supporting the metals of the railway supplied a footing for him, and his executioners—two private soldiers of the Federal army, directed by a sergeant, who in civil life may have been a deputy sheriff.

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I was down there rummaging about. He could not see the hand, but he knew the sensation; it was running blood. Again he looked away. At a short distance in their rear came their commander, Lieutenant Adrian Searing.

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Ah, if he could but be assured of that! Ten minutes had hardly passed when a Federal sergeant crept cautiously to him on hands and knees. A fitting ending that could have been taken directly from one of his stories. Not a word is spoken; the populous depths of the forest still murmur with their unseen and unseeing swarm, but all along the fringe there is silence absolute.

He had come to the surface facing down the stream; in a moment the visible world seemed to wheel slowly round, himself the pivotal point, and he saw the bridge, the fort, the soldiers upon the bridge, the captain, the sergeant, the two privates, his executioners.

Bierce in a writer that is not to be missed. No; I will not civilisns shot; that is not fair. The preparations being complete, the two private ciivlians stepped aside and each drew away the plank upon which he had been standing. Carter Druse grew deathly pale; he shook in every limb, turned faint, and saw the statuesque group before him as black figures, rising, falling, moving unsteadily in arcs of circles in a fiery sky.

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He to whom the portentous conspiracy of night and solitude and silence in the heart of a great forest is not an unknown experience needs not to be told what another world it all is—how even the most commonplace and familiar objects take on another character. But the gray column of infantry toiling up the mountain road was singularly tempting. And so the uncanny multitude dragged itself slowly and painfully along in hideous pantomime—moved forward down the slope like a swarm of great black beetles, with never a sound of going—in silence profound, absolute.

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He lay at full length, upon his stomach, his feet resting upon the toes, his head upon the left forearm. The Civilian stories, with some very notable exceptions, are inferior to the war stories and sometimes verge on “pulp” quality. He could not go forward, he would not turn back; he stood awaiting death. He was sure they were arranged in some order which had a secret and malign significance.

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Some slight advantage of ground has enabled him to overlook a part of the line. Finally it was altogether loosened from the wreckage covering his legs; he could lift it clear of the ground its tles length. The baffled cannoneer had fired him a random farewell.