The Southwestern Historical Quarterly, Volume 34, July 1930 - April, 1931 Page: 332
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Sou'thwestern Historical Quarterly
roar came from the gun-boats which continued their shelling un-
til a late hour that night.
After falling back from our position near the river; for one
mortal hour we were marched hither and thither, through the
darkness; continually becoming entangled with other commands,
until one felt himself threatened with a forfeiture of his own
identity. But at last came the welcome order, "halt," and then,
"rest," and stretching ourselves upon the ground, we lay in line
The remainder of Sunday night is to me a blank; for I was
too much exhausted to know any thing after once lying down. It
rained terribly, but I was aware of the fact only when I awoke
next morning to find my clothes and blanket thoroughly drenched.
In the darkness, I had filled my canteen, and drinking from
it with a comrade, we decided that we had found a brackish
spring; but next morning in replenishing my stock of water, I
emptied the canteen to find its contents strongly tinctured with
Day was just breaking when I was awakened by the gruff voice
of our first sergeant: "turn out here, Company C. Attention to
roll-call." And while we stood shivering in ranks, he rattled off
by heart our names, to many a one of which there was, alas, no
Bodies of infantry, cavalry and artillery, with a certain air of
haste were now passing to the rear; and knowing our arms to
have been thus far victorious, we were at a loss to account for
this falling back, but supposed that a new line of battle was be-
ing formed, and that we would of course join in the general
movement. But another destination was ours; for a moment
later came the command: "Second Texas, right face, forward
march," and as we moved to the front, heavy musketry, with an
occasional boom of artillery was heard on our left.
"Double quick, march !" yelled our colonel galloping along the
line and our gait was soon increased to a dead run, which con-
tinued until we were thrown into position along the edge of an
old field, across which the enemy's skirmishers were slowly retir-
ing, firing an occasional shot as they went.
"Be sure that your guns are loaded, men," cautioned our re-
spective captains and as we were inspecting our pieces; a staff offi-
cer dashed along in front of us, waving his cap :-"The day is
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