One more shot and his antagonist fell.
At this moment one of our men rode up and the wounded man was left in his care.
The fight ended, Captain Dickison
on inquiry learned that Colonel Wilcoxson
was not among the prisoners.
He looked in the direction he had left the wounded officer and saw him approaching, leaning upon the arm of the young guard, who called to Captain Dickison
that Colonel Wilcoxson
desired to see him. He dismounted to meet him, with an emotion that stirs the heart of every brave man, for ‘the bravest are the tenderest,’ and addressed him, ‘Colonel
, why did you throw your life away?’
The colonel with true manhood replied, ‘Do not blame yourself.
You are only doing your duty as a soldier.
I alone am to blame.’
, our noble surgeon, soon came up and greeted the unfortunate officer as a brother united by the ‘mystic tie.’
He was faithfully ministered to by true and brave hearts until his ear was deaf to earth's rude alarms and the weary spirit peacefully departed to its eternal rest.
The victory was a decided and brilliant one.
The entire command was captured, about 75 in number, except 4 killed, also their wagon train, with ten fine wagons, each with six mules and horses, with best equipments, all loaded with sea island cotton that had been stored at Braddock
's farm, and all of their fine cavalry horses.
Not a man was hurt on our side.
was then about 10 miles from the river, and up to this time had heard nothing of Lieutenant McCardell
's command, which had left three days previous, with instructions to meet our detachment at or near this place.
Considerable anxiety prevailed in regard to their safety, increased by the great difficulty to be met in making a successful crossing of the river.
But he moved on for about 3 miles, when night coming on, a halt was ordered and a detachment of four men was sent on to Horse landing
to order the flatboat brought over by the time he would reach the landing next morning.