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where we are. Yesterday a few shots were fired into our right.
The sharp-shooters carrying that hill last Monday, supported by my brigade, is the cause, I think, of McGowan's brigade being sent to the right instead of mine—his men were 1fresher.
It delighted me last Saturday to see how my men rushed forward with a yell from Mahone's old quarters when I ordered them to the front to reinforce the main line of works after the enemy had swept Thomas's skirmish line.
Saturday's fight along our front was a novel one, and was confined almost entirely to the skirmish line, in full view of our main line of works.
The enemy that day used very little artillery along our front.
The artillery firing was principally from our side, and our men would always put up a shout whenever one of our shells exploded in the enemy's lines, and particularly when they became demoralized and commenced running back.
Wilcox is for duty again.
He had a horse killed yesterday by a stray Minnie.
I do not know whether he was on him or not. I hope he is able to resume active command of his division and let me return to my brigade.
Heth is in command of the troops from Hill's corps on the right, consisting of parts of his own division and Wilcox's. * *
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1 See Southern Historical Society Papers, Vol. IX, pages 494-‘95.
Richmond, VA. 1890.
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