. From Manassas to Appomattox : memoirs of the Civil War in America . near Snodgrass Hill. It was a key, but a roughone. He was ordered to reorganize his own brigades andthose of Hindmans division for renewed work; to ad-vance a line of skirmishers, and give time to the trooj^sfor refreshment, while I rode along the line to observethe enemy and find relations with our right wing. It was after one oclock, and the hot and dry and dustyday made work fatiguing. My lunch was called up andordered spread at some convenient point while I rodewith General Buckner and the staffs to view the changedcondi
. From Manassas to Appomattox : memoirs of the Civil War in America . near Snodgrass Hill. It was a key, but a roughone. He was ordered to reorganize his own brigades andthose of Hindmans division for renewed work; to ad-vance a line of skirmishers, and give time to the trooj^sfor refreshment, while I rode along the line to observethe enemy and find relations with our right wing. It was after one oclock, and the hot and dry and dustyday made work fatiguing. My lunch was called up andordered spread at some convenient point while I rodewith General Buckner and the staffs to view the changedconditions of the battle. I could see but little of theenemys line, and only knew of it by the occasional ex-change of fire between the lines of skirmishers, until weapproached the angle of the lines. I passed the rightof our skirmishers, and, thinking I had passed theenemys, rode forward to be accurately assured, when Isuddenly found myself under near fire of his sharp-shooters concealed behind the trees and under thebrush. I saw enough, however, to mark the ground ^-.
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