guish anything but smoke and mounted officers dashing back and forth along the line.
The furious tumult within the woody recesses was a sufficient assurance of hot strife.
The firing on both sides was very heavy, and it was as easy to distinguish the respective volleys as it is to distinguish between two human voices — our own being sharp and ringing, those of the enemy dull and heavy, like the reports of shot-guns.
Our men were armed with Spring-field and Enfield guns, the enemy with Harper's Ferry muskets, which their officers prefer.
I was impressed that the enemy were most numerous.
Gen. Grover was so satisfied of the fact that he notified Gen. Hooker.
He begun to think that it would have been wiser had he brought Colonel Wyman's Sixteenth Massachusetts regiment into battle.
He had left him in reserve on the edge of the wood, consoling him with the remark that his regiment had won glory enough at Fair Oaks.
Sickles commanded not only his brigade, but each of his regiments,