"Little Phil" and his troopersThe life of GenPhilip HSheridanIts romance and reality: how an humble lad reached the head of an army .. . r hiscarbine, hadfound it, andwas just push-ing his headthrough the tentwhen this orderrang out on thenight air. PiedropjDed on hisknees, raisedhis piece to hisshoulder, and fired at the officer giving the command. The ball struck him nearthe eye, crashed through his brain, and he fell dead into the mouthof the tent, almost upon the man whose bullet had killed liim. For an hour or more this fight in the snow contimied, with varyingchances of success. What the
"Little Phil" and his troopersThe life of GenPhilip HSheridanIts romance and reality: how an humble lad reached the head of an army .. . r hiscarbine, hadfound it, andwas just push-ing his headthrough the tentwhen this orderrang out on thenight air. PiedropjDed on hisknees, raisedhis piece to hisshoulder, and fired at the officer giving the command. The ball struck him nearthe eye, crashed through his brain, and he fell dead into the mouthof the tent, almost upon the man whose bullet had killed liim. For an hour or more this fight in the snow contimied, with varyingchances of success. What the brave men who were doing battle in thebitter cold, without clothing, suffered, no man can tell, and yet theynever wavered. The scene during the fight was simply indescribable. The men onboth sides fought like tigers, and volley after volley made the night hid-eous. The flash of the guns as each was discharged was the only reliefto the sombre darkness. The shouts of the men engaged could be heardabove the din of battle, and the cries of the wounded mingled strangelywith the confusion of the strife. As each fresh volley would for a. --^?^1^^ COL. JOHN A. MOSEBY. A FAMOUS CONFEDERATE PARTISAN LEADER. CONSUL TO HONG KONGDURING PRESIDENT GRANTS ADMINISTRATION. 142 THE LIFE OF moment light up the camp with its sickening, death-like glare, somecomrade would fall and a fresh stream of blood crimson the the men fought, and how they stood out during that hour, was amarvel, even to themselves, and the history of war cannot produce amore striking evidence of bravery and devotion to duty. Hardly had the flash from the first volley died away and the fightactually begun, before the sorely tried cavalrymen heard the long-rollbeat in the camps at Harpers Ferry ; and the struggling men knew thatif they could hold out for a little while, relief would come. The troopsin the infantry camps on the opposite side of the river, on BolivarHeights, could see the flash of every gun and hear the
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