swept by his artillery massed on the crest of Malvern Hill
In my view were nearly the whole of our dead and wounded that had not been able to leave the field, as well as a great part of the enemy's dead, and the sight was truly appalling.
While watching the enemy's movements I observed to our right of his position and close up to it a small body of troops lying down with their faces to the enemy, who looked to me very much like Confederates.
I moved a little further to my right for the purpose of seeing better and discovered a cluster of Confederates, not more than ten or twelve in number, one of whom was also looking with field glasses at the body which I took to be a part of our troops.
On riding up to this party, I found it to consist of General Armistead
's division with a few men of his brigade.
In answer to my question as to where his brigade was, General Armistead
replied, “Here are all that I know anything about except those lying out there in front.”
He had spent the night in a small cluster of trees around some old graves about two hundred yards from my right.
After viewing them with the glasses, we were satisfied that the troops lying so close up to the position of the enemy were Confederates, and it turned out that they consisted of Generals Mahone
's division with parts of their brigades.
The whole force with them only amounted to a few hundred, and this body constituted the whole of our troops making the assault who had not been compelled to retire.
They maintained the ground they had won, after mingling their dead with those of the enemy at the very mouths of his guns, and when the enemy finally retired this small body under Mahone
remained the actual masters of the fight.
Before the enemy did retire, a messenger came from Generals Mahone
, with a request for the commander of the troops on the part of the field where I was to advance, stating that the enemy was retreating and that but a rear guard