as I know, on our lines, and it did good service, as Mr. Alley testifies.
About the time General Hagood came to us and was endeavoring to establish the line down to the river, Captain Ward Hopkin's, Captain Walters', and perhaps some other companies, were marched to the front and towards the river, across the open field.
I was standing on the parapet of the fort watching them.
The Federals trained their guns upon them, and I saw these brave soldiers killed.
Along with them were Lieutenant Allemong and Sergeant Beckman.
I knew them all well.
Ward Hopkins was a classmate with me in the South Carolina College, and no more knightly spirit ever served the Confederacy.
Beckman and I had gone to the same Sunday-school and church in our boyhood.
During the night of the 17th the ammunition gave out, and it was brought up in an army wagon.
I had to distribute it to the regiments on our left.
I started with a detail, carried out my orders, and was returning to headqu