ant fellows carried the hill about day without a single loss.
As soon as their yell was heard, my brigade was thrown forward to their support, as I was afraid the enemy might attempt to retake this commanding position.
We afterwards suffered some loss from the sharp-shooting, which was kept up all day.
When the enemy were seen dragging something in the ravine in front of our left, one of our men yelled out: Hello, Yanks, what are you doing there?
To which he received the reply: Your Major Hooten is so fond of running up these hollows to break our line, we are putting a howitzer here to give him a warmer welcome the next time he comes.
Major Wooten, of course, was the party referred to, as he had already, by his frequent seine-haulings, established a reputation in the enemy's line along our front.
Lieutenant O. A. Wiggins, of the Thirty-seventh regiment, who was captured at Petersburg, informs me that when Grant made his last attack at that city our front was assailed by two Y