. Battling for Atlanta . ound here in a few moments. Springing on their horses, they dashed throughthe woods to give warning of the coming General Stanley, Fredchecked his horse long enoughto say: General, your flank isabout to be attacked. If youcan hold your position for ashort time, I shall report thesituation to General Thomas,and he will doubtless send youreinforcements. And he wasoff at full speed. General Thomas oncereached, Fred told his story in a dozen , replied General Thomas, pointing to adivision of soldiers in reserve, is General Wil-liamss division of the
. Battling for Atlanta . ound here in a few moments. Springing on their horses, they dashed throughthe woods to give warning of the coming General Stanley, Fredchecked his horse long enoughto say: General, your flank isabout to be attacked. If youcan hold your position for ashort time, I shall report thesituation to General Thomas,and he will doubtless send youreinforcements. And he wasoff at full speed. General Thomas oncereached, Fred told his story in a dozen , replied General Thomas, pointing to adivision of soldiers in reserve, is General Wil-liamss division of the Twentieth Corps. Presentmy compliments, and tell the general to take hisdivision to the threatened point as quickly as pos-sible—and, Captain, you guide him. Putting spurs to his horse, Fred was awaywhen the words were hardly out of GeneralThomass mouth to carry the orders to GeneralWilliams. The general received the orders, gavea few quick, sharp commands, and the divisionwas double-quicking to the left. But to Fred,. GENERAL THOMAS. RES AC A. 47 in his excitement, they seemed to move all tooslowly. Make haste, General, he would say, **or theywill be on our boys before we can get there. The men are doing all they can now, must not be exhausted when we reach thefield of action, replied the general; but he sentback his aides to repeat the orders to hurry. Suddenly there came from away over on theleft that well-known cry, the rebel yell, then crash-ing volleys of musketry. The blow has fallen, exclaimed Fred. General Williams turned in his saddle, andswinging his hat, shouted: Come on, boys! comeon! The Twentieth Corps to the rescue! But Hookers gallant men needed no urgi;ig;with cheers they sprang forward, rememberingonly that their comrades were in danger. The crashes of musketry grew less frequent, butthe rebel yell sounded nearer and more exultant,and there were no answering Federal cheers. They are driving our men, groaned , our fellows are not even f
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