tablished such an enviable character for daring and good conduct that the body was soon regarded as a corps daelite by the whole army, and it came to be considered an honour to be one of them.
I have often seen these men serving their pieces in the hottest of the fight, laughing, singing, and joking each other, utterly regardless of the destruction which cannon-shot and musket-ball were making in their ranks.
They were devoted to their young chief, John Pelham, whom an English writer, Captain Chesney, justly styles the boy hero; and as they knew my intimacy with him, and as in many engagements we had fought side by side, they extended something of this partiality to myself, and whenever I galloped up to the batteries during a battle, or passed them on the march, addressing a friendly salutation in English, French, or German, to such of them as I knew best, I was always received with loud cheering.
They called Pelham and myself, in honourable association, our fighting Majors, and af
ant officer succumb to necessity in abandoning his position.
For the gallantry displayed here, and his great services rendered during the latter part of the battle, Pelham was highly complimented in Stuart's, Jackson's, and Lee's reports, the latter of which styled him the gallant Pelham --a title which was adopted in a short time by the whole army, and which has often been employed in these memoirs.
Several English writers have done justice to his heroism on this special occasion.--See Chesney's Campaign in Virginia, vol.
i. p. 192; Fletcher's History of the American war, vol.
II. p. 250.
The rest of our horse-artillery had in the mean time joined in the cannonade, and the thunder soon rolled all along our lines, while from the continuous roar the ear caught distinctly the sharp, rapid, rattling volleys of the musketry, especially in the immediate front of General A. P. Hill, where the infantry were very hotly engaged.
The battle was now fully developed, and the mists of t