down it impossible to horses.
For awhile the men of the regiment and of the battery peered through the rain and mist to the other side, which looked dark and dangerous.
Suddenly, through the light rain but heavier mist, four flags floated for an instant.
The woods being too dense to see the commands, no one knew that within that darkness a murderous battle line had already silently formed.
Without warning a heavy crash of musketry poured from a long line, unseen, upon the Confederate
hill The fire did some execution, killing and wounding nine or ten men among the Crescents.1
Among the latter was Color-Sergeant Schilling
The flag, falling from his hand, was quickly taken up by Lieut. William Bullitt
Evidently the Washington artillery had been seen, and the aim was to kill the horses and so secure the battery.
Two of the guns remained on the hill, with dead horses keeping guard.
feared that his other horses might be disabled, and, none too sure that his horseless guns would be safe from capture, turned to the left to save what remained of his battery.
The horses, already frightened, became unmanageable, and in their terror they bore the guns and caissons straight through Company C of the Crescents, scattering them here and there, and throwing the regiment into some disorder.
immediately ordered the Crescents to fall back to the slope of the hill to the rear, in order to reform.
Seeing the hill empty, the enemy promptly exposed their line, swept down the slope and, crossing the valley, charged the guns lying defenseless.
They were making hurried preparations to carry them off with the aid of other horses when a solid line of gray-coats came firmly up the rear slope at double-quick, Colonel Smith
on horseback gallantly carrying the colors.