In the tradition of the great regimental histories of the past, this book records the fire which seared the ranks of the Twenty-Four Michigan Regiment of the legendary ';Iron Brigade.'Born as the result of a riot, led by a Virginian, met with coldness and hostility by the black-hatted veterans of the brigade, the Twenty-Fourth swore it would win their respectand so they did with a vengeance.At Fredericksburg, in ';artillery hell' and under a murderous crossfire from the guns of ';Stonewall' Jackson and ';Jeb' Stuart, they performed the manual of arms to stead the line. The first day at Gettysburg they sparked this remark from the confederate ranks'That ain't no milishy, there's those damn black hats again.' With the immortal First Corps they were ordered west of the town to hold long enough for the army to occupy the strategic heights behind them. They held, and by evening they had lost more men than any of the 400-odd Union regiments engaged in the battle.Still later they marched down ';that crimson strip across the maps,' which marked Grant's Wilderness Campaign; they bled at Petersburg and then, their ranks almost decimated, were sent to guard bounty jumpers. The last tribute to their gallant service came as they were chosen the Guard of Honor for Lincoln's funeral.In a little more than two years of bloody fighting they found their way to nineteenth place on the list of ';300 Fighting Regiments.' To read this book is to consort with heroes who, 100 years ago, stood watching their world writhe in agony. It gives hope that in matching their courage, our country will emerge from the cauldron triumphant.
