. . ke, a mile or moreto our left. It was Braggsplan to turn that flank, gainour rear, and secure theroads leading to Chatta-nooga. Owing to the denseforest the embattled lineswere hidden from our view,but the smoke rose in cloudsabove the trees, while thevolleys of musketry andthe roar of artillery werestartling and companies from ourbrigade which were onpicket became heavily en-gaged They held theirposition with admirablepluck, and were not able to rejoin their respective regi- Killed at Chickan: ,t. 20th, 1863. ments
. . ke, a mile or moreto our left. It was Braggsplan to turn that flank, gainour rear, and secure theroads leading to Chatta-nooga. Owing to the denseforest the embattled lineswere hidden from our view,but the smoke rose in cloudsabove the trees, while thevolleys of musketry andthe roar of artillery werestartling and companies from ourbrigade which were onpicket became heavily en-gaged They held theirposition with admirablepluck, and were not able to rejoin their respective regi- Killed at Chickan: ,t. 20th, 1863. ments until after nightfall. Three hours longer we lay in our position at the mill, ex-pecting each moment to be ordered into the battle. Every manstood, musket in hand, with full cartridge box and forty additial rounds on his person; and field officers were beside their horsesready to spring into the saddle. The roar of the conflict in-creased in volume as the wave of battle swept along the line. Nopen can describe the intensity of emotion that causes the heart of. JOHN K. ZEIGJC A PT A IN. SIX TV - P OURTH.
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