f those odd rencounters which occasionally happen in the complicated action of battle.
One of Bartlett's regiments (the Eighty-third Pennsylvania, under Lieutenant-Colonel McCoy), in marching up by the flank, ran plump against Brown's column, which was moving to follow up its first advantage against the right.
It was one of those critical situations which a moment will decide—the decision, in fact, depending on gaining the advantage of the first volley.
With quick self-possession, McCoy wheeled his forward companies into line, and secured the first fire.
One of McCoy's men seized the Confederate commander by the collar and dragged him in, and the EightMcCoy's men seized the Confederate commander by the collar and dragged him in, and the Eighty-third poured into the flank and rear of the hostile brigade a volley which sent it back in disorder through the woods.
The repulse of the enemy at all points on Warren's front was now complete, and nearly a thousand prisoners were taken.
Warren's entire loss was not above three hundred and fifty in killed and wounded.