...fter volley pealed through the air, and echoed through the ravine at Black Jack, away up to the dense timber of Hickory Point. Meanwhile, Captain Brown had hurried into the ravine on the right of Captain Shore ; and posting his men well, began to discourse the music of the spheres from that quarter. We're whipped! We're whipped! yelled the Missourians, before the battle had lasted ten minutes; and,...