Johnny Reb and Billy Yank . e enemy made thebank rutilant with rays of luminous fire, and each moment cor-rected their aim ^ diets now struck the solid tree trunks with adull thud, Ins aT^ whistling through the leaves of the topbranches, and many their billets that day. Men began tofall. Our front line, fighting without order, was borne back tothe edge of the trees a hundred yards distant from the run, and itseemed as if defeat were inevitable. Many of the rank were running in every direction, the officerstrying in vain to form them in line. Half a dozen would obey thecommands, but when t
Johnny Reb and Billy Yank . e enemy made thebank rutilant with rays of luminous fire, and each moment cor-rected their aim ^ diets now struck the solid tree trunks with adull thud, Ins aT^ whistling through the leaves of the topbranches, and many their billets that day. Men began tofall. Our front line, fighting without order, was borne back tothe edge of the trees a hundred yards distant from the run, and itseemed as if defeat were inevitable. Many of the rank were running in every direction, the officerstrying in vain to form them in line. Half a dozen would obey thecommands, but when the shrill whing of the bullet was heard orthe dull zip of the missile as it buried itself in a tree trunk, and thefearful noise of the whizzing shrapnel, each man would break forshelter. The measured hurrahs of the enemy were not sounds,either, that were calculated to calm the line that kept up the Pressman fell, wounded in efforts to steady his Dulaney dropped; Lieutenant Jarvins was struck; while. WHEN HE STOOD FIRM. HIS LITTLE DUPLEX LOADED AND FIREDVALIANTLY OVER HIS SHOULDER. Facingr page 56 RUN 57 among the rank and file the loss was proportionately heavy. Avery storm of bullets was sweeping overhead, sounding like aswarm of bees above the men, who were lying prone on the earth,loading and firing point-blank into the woody covert where theunseen enemy lay. In the regiment was a very portly soldier; indeed, it is no exag-geration to say he had fully four inches of fat on his ribs andweighed at least three hundred pounds. How he contrived togain sufficient nourishment out of our camp to keep up to the topnotch of the scales was a question of wonderment and many alearned and solemn discussion. Be that as it may, a rosier,fresher or fleshier Rebel never larded the earth on a days was a little fellow about my size, the very smallest in thelot, who watched this big soldier during the conflict, if not withpride, certainly with interest
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