my blackness illuming and leading the way. It was just after Wise's brigade had given way. They were running back, some hatless, some shoeless, and nearly all without guns.
The women of Petersburg were out on the sidewalks, carrying their household goods from place to place.
What brigade is that?
Hagood's brigade, I proudly answered.
We are safe now, said they, as they went down on their knees on the pavements.
Hagood's brigade had saved them twice recently before, in May, at the battles of Walthall Junction, and of Swift Creek.
Their gratitude was an inspiration to every man in the regiment.
Out we marched on the Charles City road, until we came just south of Hare's Race Course.
There we were marched into a depression among the hills, where General Hoke had his headquarters, and were rationed.
About dusk we were marched to the north of the race course, and into an open field nearly aligned on Colquitt's salient, and we commenced immediately to throw up