nd some killed.
It is pitch dark under the trees.
Some of Gaunther's shells fall short, and alarm the men. Unable to find either staff officer or orderly, I ride back and request him to elevate his guns.
Returning, I find my troops blazing away with great energy; but, so far as I can discover, their fire is not returned.
It is difficult, however, in the noise, confusion, and darkness, to direct their movements, and impossible to stop the firing.
In the meantime a new danger threatens.
Spear's Tennesseeans have been sent to support us, probably without any definite instructions.
They are, most of them, raw troops, and, becoming either excited or alarmed at the terrible racket in the woods, deliver scattering shots in our rear.
I ride back and urge them either to cease firing or move to the left, go forward and look after our flank.
One regiment does move as directed; but the others are immovable, and it is with great difficulty that I succeed in making them understand that in