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Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 9. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), History of Lane's North Carolina brigade (search)
th the Sharp-shooters from the four brigades of the division, and his gallant 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 w
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 9. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), Kennesaw Mountain. (search)
ain at any one place, it is pretty severe, but owing to our height, nearly harmless. Thousand of their parrot-shells pass high over the mountain, and exploding at a great elevation, the after-part of the shell is arrested in its flight, and falling perpendicularly, comes into camp, and they have injured our tents. Last night I heard a peculiar thug on my tent, and a rattle of tin pans, and this morning my negro boy cook put his head into my tent and said: See here, Master Sam, them ‘fernal Yanks done shot my pans last night. What am I going to do ‘bout it? A rifle ball coming over the mountain had fallen from a great height, and, perforating the pans, had entered the ground. June 26. This is Sunday, and all is comparatively still in the lines up to this, 4 P. M., excepting one artillery duel; but now cannon are heard on our extreme left. We have not opened our batteries here, and we have not been annoyed much. Enemy moving to our left. The day has been very warm. June