When we halted Major Dunn
said, “Mike, keep the colors.”
“Not as a corporal,” said Mike; “too many corporals have been killed already carrying colors.”
“I make you a sergeant on the spot,” said the major.
“That is business” replied Mike; “I'll carry the colors.”
We changed brigade commanders several times that forenoon; first one colonel would fall, then another, until at last a lieutenant-colonel commanded.
We reached a ravine within a few yards of the rebel works and lay down.
By forming line to the rear, the men lying flat on the ground, we were able during the night to get a few rails and before morning had quite a good breastwork.
and many men were killed on the charge.
After the death of Captain Mumford
I had slept with Lieutenant Thompson
; only three days and another must share my blanket.
Like other officers we had lost, Thompson
was remarkable for his bravery, had been promoted from the ranks for good conduct, and had distinguished himself in every battle of the campaign.
We were in a peculiar position,--so near the rebel works that we could throw a stone over, and no man on either side could show his head without getting a shot.
Rations could not be brought to us until we dug a trench over the hill to the rear, which we did the second night.
The second day we were in this place we saw a pile of dirt in our front, on a little knoll, and once in a while a shot would be fired, followed by a yell.
, Gus Bridges, Frank Osborne
and Milt Ellsworth
dug out and found Alonzo W. Bartlett
, Mass., sharpshooter.
Bart. had come out after the body of the colonel of the 8th New York, who fell at the foot of the rebel works.
He had managed to get