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luff. At Clarendon, his scouts informed him, was an ironclad gunboat. anchored in midstream—the Queen City. After night he approached the town, surrounded it with his scouts, with orders to arrest every person coming and going and at midnight, with artillery muffled, crept stealthily into the town, masked his battery where he could sweep the deck of the boat, deployed the brigade as skirmishers all around it, and waited for morning. Just at daylight the order to fire was given, and four Parrott guns and a thousand rifles opened fire simultaneously on the boat, and shot down every man who appeared on deck or tried to fire a cannon. The boat was hard hit, the crew panic stricken, officers demoralized, and as volley after volley was poured into her, she struck her flag. The boat was armed with thirteen 32-pound guns, and had as good a crew as any Federal boat. Shelby paroled the officers and crew and burned the boat, taking two of her guns with which he extemporized a battery on s
ell's and Slemons' Arkansas brigades on the left charged at the same time Clark's did, and fared very much as it did. Cabell and Slemons were both taken prisoners. So was Colonel Jeffers, of Clark's brigade, while Lieutenant-Colonel Ward and Major Parrott and Adjutant Coleman of his regiment were severely wounded, Major Parrott fatally. Colonel McGhee, of an Arkansas regiment, was also severely wounded. Shelby was far in advance, marching rapidly on Fort Scott, and Price was several miles Major Parrott fatally. Colonel McGhee, of an Arkansas regiment, was also severely wounded. Shelby was far in advance, marching rapidly on Fort Scott, and Price was several miles from the scene of the fight. When the news of the rout reached Price and he saw the remnants of the army rushing like a herd of stampeded cattle across the prairie, he sent in hot haste for Shelby. As fast as their horses could bring them, Shelby and his division returned, passed through the mob of panic-stricken men, and almost before the Federals knew it presented a firm front to them. During the day Shelby rode down horse after horse, trying to bring some sort of order out of the chaos,