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Brigadier-General Ellison Capers, Confederate Military History, a library of Confederate States Military History: Volume 5, South Carolina (ed. Clement Anselm Evans) 53 5 Browse Search
Edward Porter Alexander, Military memoirs of a Confederate: a critical narrative 40 4 Browse Search
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 31. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones) 39 11 Browse Search
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 37. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones) 36 0 Browse Search
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 19. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones) 24 0 Browse Search
J. B. Jones, A Rebel War Clerk's Diary 21 17 Browse Search
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 34. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones) 17 7 Browse Search
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 33. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones) 14 0 Browse Search
Fitzhugh Lee, General Lee 13 1 Browse Search
D. H. Hill, Jr., Confederate Military History, a library of Confederate States Military History: Volume 4, North Carolina (ed. Clement Anselm Evans) 13 1 Browse Search
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ed to be unaccustomed to the use of arms, handling them awkwardly, and showing very palpable symptoms of trepidation whenever even one of their own muskets or rifles was fired a short distance off. But when, as I have foreshadowed, our big guns, (Kemper's battery,) backed by the South Carolina brigade, came up on them unperceived and commenced firing on them from their right flank, all scattered about the houses and fields as they were — oh, then you ought to have seen them break and run! The te than an hour before the skirmishers of a South Carolina Regiment came up, and, after requiring me to give an account of myself, which being satisfactory. I went on with them a short distance, and a little after sunset saw the last gun fired by Kemper's battery at the broken and disordered columns of the enemy as they pell-mell into and through Centreville, on their way to Washington, and to everlasting disgrace. It was by one of these last guns, I suppose, that my gallant horse and the offi