"Little Phil" and his troopersThe life of GenPhilip HSheridanIts romance and reality: how an humble lad reached the head of an army .. . ght in force, and thinlyin their rear. His carbineers were making feint to charge in directfront, and the Union infantry, four deep, hemmed in their entire tills they did not for an instant note : and so far from giving up,concentrated all their energy and fought like fiends. They had a bat-tery in position which belched incessantly, and over the breastworkstheir musketry made one unbroken roll ; while against Sheridansprowlers on their left, by skir


"Little Phil" and his troopersThe life of GenPhilip HSheridanIts romance and reality: how an humble lad reached the head of an army .. . ght in force, and thinlyin their rear. His carbineers were making feint to charge in directfront, and the Union infantry, four deep, hemmed in their entire tills they did not for an instant note : and so far from giving up,concentrated all their energy and fought like fiends. They had a bat-tery in position which belched incessantly, and over the breastworkstheir musketry made one unbroken roll ; while against Sheridansprowlers on their left, by skirmish and sortie, they stuck to their sink- GEN. PHIL. H. SHERIDAN. 277 ing fortunes so asto win unwilling ap-plause from mouthsof wisest censure. It was just at thecoming up of theinfantry that vSheri-dans little band waspushed the one time, indeed,they seemed about toundergo extermina-tion ; — not that theywavered, but thatthey were so vastlyoverpowered. Itwill remain to thelatest time a matterof marvel how sopaltry a cavalry forcecould press back16,000 infantry; butwhen the infantryblew like a greatbarn door — the. GEN. GEORGE D. BAYARD, ONE OF THE YOUNGEST GENERALS IN THE ARMY, KILLED ATFREDERICKSBURG, DECEMBER 13, 1862. simile best appli-cable — upon the enemys left, the victory that was to come hadpassed the region of strategy and resolved to an aflair of personal cour-age. Every officer fought as if he were the forlorn hope. Mountedon his black horse — the same which he rode at Winchester— Sheridangalloped everywhere, his flushed face all the redder, and his small,nervous figure all the more ubiquitous. He galloped once straightdown the Confederate front with but a handful of his staft\ A dozenbullets whistled for him together ; one grazed his arm, at which a faith-ful orderly rode ; the black charger leaped high, in fright, and Sheridanwas untouched — but the orderly lay dead in the field, and the saddledashed afar, empty. General Warren rode with


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