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Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 37. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones) 10 2 Browse Search
The Daily Dispatch: November 1, 1861., [Electronic resource] 4 0 Browse Search
Fitzhugh Lee, General Lee 1 1 Browse Search
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We kept up both a musketry and cannon fire as well as we could, but half the time we could not see the enemy, and his cowardly discharges were thinning our ranks; still most of the men stood firm, and acted bravely. The enemy's volleys and yells increased in loudness, and it was evident that reinforcements were pouring in to his aid. At 5½ P. M. we held a council of war, and resolved to stand our ground, Gen. Baker ordering me to go for reinforcements. By this time Coggswell was wounded — Wister had fallen. The enemy were growing more daring, rushing out of the woods, taking some prisoners, and firing hotly. Just then a rebel officer, riding a white horse came out of the woods and beckoned to us to come forward. Col. Baker thought it was Gen. Johnston, and that the enemy would meet us is open fight. Part of our column charged, Baker cheering us on, when a tremendous onset was made by the rebels. One man rode forward, presented a revolver at Baker, and fired all its charges
We kept up both a musketry and cannon fire as well as we could, but half the time we could not see the enemy, and his cowardly discharges were thinning our ranks; still most of the men stood firm, and acted bravely. The enemy's volleys and yells increased in loudness, and it was evident that reinforcements were pouring in to his aid. At 5½ P. M. we held a council of war, and resolved to stand our ground, Gen. Baker ordering me to go for reinforcements. By this time Coggswell was wounded — Wister had fallen. The enemy were growing more daring, rushing out of the woods, taking some prisoners, and firing hotly. Just then a rebel officer, riding a white horse came out of the woods and beckoned to us to come forward. Col. Baker thought it was Gen. Johnston, and that the enemy would meet us is open fight. Part of our column charged, Baker cheering us on, when a tremendous onset was made by the rebels. One man rode forward, presented a revolver at Baker, and fired all its charges