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L. P. Brockett, The camp, the battlefield, and the hospital: or, lights and shadows of the great rebellion, Part 2: daring enterprises of officers and men. (search)
ation, and suspense. Then came a message from Sheridan to Emory that the enemy in column were advancing against the Nineteeg stopped and the smoke cleared away no enemy was visible. Emory immediately sent word to Sheridan that the attack had been n answered, gayly. Thank God for that! Now then, tell General Emory if they attack him again to go after them, and to folloe magnificent! And we are very likely to do it, said General Emory. They will be so far from expecting us. It must be uy pretty this afternoon, I heard Custer say that evening to Emory. I had to sing out to my men, Are you going to let the infnd voice hoarse, called feebly as we passed, Hurrah for General Emory! Are you badly hurt, my lad? asked Emory, stopping Emory, stopping his horse. My leg is broken by a rifle ball, general. I suppose I shall lose it. But I still feel — as if I could say hurrah for General Emory. I fought under you-at Sabine Crossroads-and Pleasant Hill. The general dismounted to give the suff
ation, and suspense. Then came a message from Sheridan to Emory that the enemy in column were advancing against the Nineteeg stopped and the smoke cleared away no enemy was visible. Emory immediately sent word to Sheridan that the attack had been n answered, gayly. Thank God for that! Now then, tell General Emory if they attack him again to go after them, and to folloe magnificent! And we are very likely to do it, said General Emory. They will be so far from expecting us. It must be uy pretty this afternoon, I heard Custer say that evening to Emory. I had to sing out to my men, Are you going to let the infnd voice hoarse, called feebly as we passed, Hurrah for General Emory! Are you badly hurt, my lad? asked Emory, stopping Emory, stopping his horse. My leg is broken by a rifle ball, general. I suppose I shall lose it. But I still feel — as if I could say hurrah for General Emory. I fought under you-at Sabine Crossroads-and Pleasant Hill. The general dismounted to give the suff