From the woods to the summit of the hill the ground was gently sloping.
The men were ordered to trail arms, and, bending forward and low, to use the crown of the hill as a protection, until they reached the position occupied by the skirmishers, where they were commanded to charge, and, at a run, drove the enemy back and advanced, and occupied a ravine, from five to six hundred yards from the woods.
During this distance we encountered a red storm of every deadly missile.
Fletcher Harwood, of company K, as color-bearer, while gallantly bearing the flag ahead, was cut down by a shell, and, waving it around, called for some one to bear it along.
Instantly, Captain Martin, company I, seized the flag, and, with words of encouragement, called on all to follow.
The noble, manly conduct of Captain Martin was such as to challenge the admiration of all. At this time, I was some fifty yards ahead of my regiment, urging them to pass quickly this dangerous position, and therefore