rifle-pits had been regained; Ewell's corps had been substantially repulsed.
The musketry still flickered sharply up occasionally, but the fire had gone out of it. We were practically victorious on the right.
It was a quarter-past eleven-seven hours and a quarter of desperate fighting!
The old Jackson corps had not given up without an obstinate struggle.
Cavalry — a lull.
Away down from the extreme right, and apparently beyond it, there came a ripple of musketry.
It was said to be Smith's division from Couch's Harrisburgh force, coming in on Ewell's flank or rear.
I have not yet been able to satisfy myself whether the report was true or not.
A quarter of an hour later Pleasanton's scouts reported rebel cavalry coming in on the Bonaughtown road, on the right, to strike the Baltimore pike in our rear.
Gregg was instantly sent off to meet them, with orders merely to hold them in check, and not to bring on a close engagement if he could avoid it. At the same time Kilpatric