orce engaged—in killed and wounded; the Federal losses are believed to have been three times as many.
But to return to my narrative of the Beaufort Artillery. Three years of active service on the coast, with and near the other commands brought together for the fight at Honey Hill, was the best introduction for Captain H. M. Stuart to the command of the artillery there.
He was everywhere regarded as a brave soldier and experienced, steady fighter, and might have been aptly described, as Macaulay alluded to some of the officers of the civil war in England, as having the essential military requisites of the quick eye, cool head and stout heart.
He and his efficient cannoneers, at the head of the Grahamville road, certainly made a splendid record on November 30, 1864, at Honey Hill.
As soon as the carpet-bag government of South Carolina ended, and Governor Hampton took charge of the Executive office, the Beaufort Volunteer Artillery reorganized, under Captain Stuart, and still conti
lines, and were reverberated from the surrounding forests. * * * As we approached, they took off their hats and shouted, Hurrah!
Here's the 54th!
Go in, boys; no loading in nine times there.
At 1:30 o'clock I saw General Hatch speak to Colonel Bennett, chief of staff, who at once rode to me and said, Follow me.
I replied, I would like a moment to close up my men, Colonel, when he said, in a most excited manner, General Hatch's orders are for you to follow me.
Well, after Bennett's remarBennett's remark I had only to follow, which I did. Arriving near the section of artillery, he said, Go to the rear of that battery, file to the left and charge!
I obeyed orders—all but the charging!
On the right of the battery I looked around and found Lieutenant Reid and eight men. How the cannon shot tore down that hill and up that road.
I could see where the 55th had charged and the dead lying there.
Wagner always seemed to me the most terrible of our battles, but the musketry at Honey Hill! ( Georgi