was Innis who yelled out, “ Pray don't, for we don't surrender much.” At the seventh charge I was wounded, and the general sent another officer with the summons. Your people halted him a few hundred yards from the breastwork, and an officer, in a cavalryman's overcoat, came out to meet him. “They had killed my two horses,” said Colonel Innis to me afterward, “and I was afraid they would singe my uniform — the fire was rather hot-so I covered it.” “What is your rank, sir?” demanded the Union officer. “ Major, sir.” “ Go back and tell General Wheeler that he insults me by sending one of your rank to treat with one of mine. Tell him, too, I have not come here to surrender. I shall fire on the next flag.” It was Innis, and by that ruse he made us believe he had received reinforcements. Thinking it was so, we drew off, and the next day Innis sent Wheeler word by a prisoner, that he had whipped us with three hundred and eighty-nine men!
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