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[115] infantry columns advancing from our rear and left. This forced our thin lines to retire from the dense masses in blue. Many of our men were not made aware that the enemy had passed them until they found themselves within their lines of battle and prisoners. I, among the latter, was firing at a column which was across our works, when some one called to me ‘the Yankees are passing us; look behind!’ And sure enough, certainly two lines had already passed us, and the third was but a short distance off. I started to run between these lines to get out, but was noticed, and found it impossible to get through alive. Seeing a pit where several wounded and scared Yankees were huddled together, I jumped in among them, they yelling at their men for God's sake stop firing. When the line reached us, I got up, and a very polite Federal stepped out of the ranks, saying, ‘Sergeant, allow me to escort you to the rear.’ His captain, however, told him, ‘You let him alone, he can find the way by himself’; but my new acquaintance insisted on taking my arm, and together we left the field of battle.

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