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To Colonel Korff:

INDIANAPOLIS, IND., September 8.

The following is a report of company F, Sixtyninth regiment Indiana volunteers:

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Martin John, Jas. John, Geo. H. Moffitt, Charles
Messer, Peter Morely, Asa Maloy, James Perkins,
George Pierce, William Porter, James L. Bigger,
Webster Snowden, John T. Schiff, John R. Sum-
ter, Henry G. Van Rensellaer, George F. Ward,
John W. Winchell, John H. Yaryan.

LIST OF PAROLED PRISONERS.-Capt. Lewis K.
Harris, First Lieut. Jos. Jackson, Second Lieut.
George Thompson, First Sergt. Óliver S. Plum-
mer, Second Sergt. William Reeves, Third Sergt.
Wm. H. Williams, Fourth Sergt. Solomon Harter,
Fifth Sergt. James S. Bolander. Privates-David
Murphy, William Jackson, Benjamin Mathews,
Mathew Jellson, George W. Chenworth, J. W.
Newman, Edward Harlan, S. B. Oneard, Enoch
Fields, E. Lambert, J. Marshall, William Matt-
chet, Harlan Castle, J. F. Middleton, Abner Page,
A. Grollet, William Cox, Cornelius Vannuyse,
William R. Anderson, William Hayward, Moses
Conklin, J. W. Clark, H. K. Jackson, J. F.
Moore, W. H. Harris, E. Pedan, James Dunn, J. Known to be Wounded and Prisoners-First
W. Jackson, M. Pinney, W. Little, H. M. Mur- Sergt. Jesse Holton; privates William Gilmore,
phy, H. Lamb, Allen Crave, J. L. Lambert, G. Warren R. King, David Kline, John Rowman,
W. Ross, W. Peaden, F. M. Cammack, Benjamin (Eighth Corporal,) Harvey J. Wolf, Paris Lari-
Ott, J. W. Hill, E. Clowgh, J. F. Ogborn, F. Frol- more, William Moore, Ozias Barker, Jonathan
ghum, P. A. Scott, John A. Ruly, Robert Nick-Shepard, Thomas Goudy, Henry Low.
um, James P. Smith, William Keever, John Harn-

Summary-Killed, one; supposed killed, one; wounded, eleven; missing, eleven; paroled prisoners, twenty-eight; escaped, twenty-nine; wounded and paroled, three; wounded and escaped, one; wounded and missing, one.

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LIST OF WOUNDED AND SICK.-Privates, wounded-William Clowgh, George Wm. Bush, James Peader, David Fist, Henry Lontz, Simon Jaseph, Jr. Sick John C. Ruly, in hospital; Arnold Castle, at home.

To Laz Noble, Adjutant-General of Indiana:
The undersigned would respectfully report the
condition of company H, Capt. Kerr, Sixty-ninth
Indiana volunteer infantry, as follows:
Known to be Killed-Third Sergt. James W.
Munsum; privates David Lyons and Jas. Hurst.

Prisoners on Parole-Captain William Kerr; First Sergt. Jos. Senior; Fourth Sergeant Gilbert Holman; Fifth Sergt. Enoch Abrams; privates Adam Ralls, Moses Billingsly, John H. Clifton, John C. Corbin, William Corbin, (Second Corporal,) Harvey Zimmerman, (Third Corporal,) Julius C. Burgoyne, (Fifth Corporal,) Charles Lair, (Sixth Corporal,) Henry Conaway, (Seventh Corporal,) George W. Murphy, Joseph Hoever, Rolan Clark, William_Light, William McCoy, Thomas Company H, Captain Wilmington Wingett.-Cully, Elmore Davis, William J. Miller, William The company was recruited in Union County. Killed-Anslum E. Wiley.

Missing, thirty-seven; wounded, six; sick, two; paroled, fifty-six. Total, one hundred and

one.

Supposed to be killed-Asa Winters.
Wounded-Capt. Wilmington Wingett, slight-
ly, paroled; Lieut. Wm. Mount, slightly, paroled;
Sergt. Preston Cates, slightly, paroled; Sergt.
Samuel Finch, slightly, escaped; Joel Combs, se-
verely; Christopher Gibson, mortally; Jasper
Havenridge, Joseph Kuhn, David McQuinney,
Isaac Shafer, wounded and missing; Leander
Ward.

Missing-Bowers A. Abbott, Benj. R. Gray,
Anthony Gavin, Henry L. Jones, Wm. L. Much-
more, Thos. Murphy, Sam'l Price, Willis Stanton,
Homer Stanton, Allen C. White, Geo. Ward.

Paroled prisoners-Sergeant David M. Little; Corporals Wm. C. Morrison, John Cates, Benj. R. Hinchman, Robert Dare, Aloys Gyer; wagoner Benjamin F. Hughes; privates Charles H. Alvey, Samuel B. Bond, Peter R. Brown, Barnett Bright, John Barker, Wm. Clark, Elpathan K. Corey, Jacob B. Ferris, Benj. F. Herbert, John K. Harris, Samuel J. Hamrick, Wm. H. Johnson, Griffith C. Pentecost, John H. Rose, George F. Sam ple, Elzy Swain, Wm. S. Smith, Henry B. Trout, Jacob Van Vatter, Henry Williams, Abner Ward. Escaped Sergts. C. W. Smith and Edward W. Yaryan; Corporals Wallace Stanton and Cyrus D. Cross; privates Wm. Brown, Thos. C. Brown, Caspar C. Christ, Martin Egan, John Egan, Enoch Heavenridge, James S. Haynes, Watson Jones,

Woodberry, William Boggs, John Vansickle, Jo-
seph Servings, George W. Turner, Ira Hudson,
Alonzo Allison, William Pettigrew, Alex. S.
Kerr, Franklin Priest, Isaac Summers, Ben. F.
Clifton, Calvin Rail, William Halsted, William
Stewart, (fifer,) John F. Farner, Thomas Moffit,
Robert Northern, William A. Kerr, Wm. O. Kerr,
Jesse B. Stevens, Adam Pettis, Wm. D. Hasper,
Benj. F. Miller, Wm. H. Myers, Matthias Seegar,
Jas. W. Lyons.

Missing-Second Lieut. William G. Plummer;
Second Sergt. Ed. D. Smith, left sick at home;
First Corporal Thos. Ketcham; drummer Henry
Riger; privates N. P. Talbott, Greenberry Tal-
bott, John B. White, John Lindsey, Richard F.
Clifton, James Clifton, John Shepard, Horatio
Burgoyne, Larkin Cullins, Wm. Riger, Charles
Billingsly, John H. Brin, John Conoway, John
P. Hamilton, Jacob M. Davis, Benjamin Johns,
Wm. Moffitt, Joseph McFerrin, John McFerrin,
Joshua Small, John Strong, Wm. Stewart, James
H. Smith, Isaac W. Cahill, Stephen Crandell, Jas.
Heller, F. B. Cox, J. M. Stone, John Strong, Ja-
cob Reynolds, left in hospital at Lexington, Ky.;
Elijah A. Newland, do.; Lycurgus Cooley, do.;
Martin L. Monroe, do. ; Wm. Dane, do.

Deserters-Israel Barker and Monuce Byrd.

INDIANAPOLIS "JOURNAL" ACCOUNT.

A battle, yes, a terrible battle. No wise conclusions of street-corner generals, or holding or

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porting a battery. It was but a slight skirmish, which was soon over. The rebels allowed a gun to be captured as a bait. Being sent back to bring up the pickets, we rejoined the regiment about eleven o'clock, when they were lying on their arms near a little town called Rogersville.

forcing strategic points. No mother's fearful vis-regiments were drawn up in line of battle supions as she bids her son "Go, and God be with thee!" No youthful brow flushed with dreaming hopes of wielding his naked blade in our holy cause, 'mid pomp of waving banners and martial music; thrilling the blood of brave men as they stand shoulder to shoulder in long, glittering lines of battle. As wide the difference was the earnest reality from such a picture as that between the Alps' fierce storm raging with avalanche and thunderbolt, and the moonlight peacefully ing on Como's lake.

Soon after sunrise, Saturday, August thirtieth, once more the cannon opened. It was the prompter's bell ringing for the curtain to rise for the rest-performance of a tragedy, in which batteries and battalions were to act their parts, the opening prelude to the grand orchestra of battle. Forward we hurried up the road through town. Just as we caught a glimpse of the cannons' smoke through the woods and green fields, I was sent back for the ammunition-wagons. Coming up again I found our regiment with the Fifty-fifth behind the battery in an open wood. General Manson with his staff was here. With most of those engaged, as well as myself, it was our first battle. As we stood here under the trees I could notice a stillness, an unwonted stillness, among such numbers of men only broken by the thunders of Lieutenant Landrum's guns, or as the rebel shells with fiend-like scream came crashing through the trees. One exploded to the right of the road, another before us; one would miss a hundred yards, the next, perhaps, come very near. Low-toned commands were given as thicker and faster came the shells. A grand and solemn awe overshadowed the men, till you might have deemed them a worshipping throng

The moving forward and sleeping on arms in readiness the night before, the picket-firing during the darkness, and when the sun rose and the gray dawn was lost in the gorgeous day, the hurrying of dark columns forward to where the cannons' blazing throats were sending shell and shot upon the foe, where the distant flashes of smoke as well as the screaming shells, crashing through trees and bursting around, told that their batteries were answering back. Crackling shots increasing to one tremendous roar, till shouted commands were scarcely heard, men falling on all sides dead and wounded, throwing up their hands, as struck, blinded with a shriek of hopeless agony, they fell. A battle where seven thousand undisciplined men fought sixteen thousand a whole day, overwhelmed, surrounded, slaughtered. Still they fought desperately for twelve miles, through woods, corn-fields, and meadows; hand to hand they met in lonely glens; like huge waves break ing on rocks came the shock of regiments. Still backward swept the tide of battle, through gar-in some vast cathedral. dens, among trimmed yards filled with beautiful flowers, around houses, through streets and cemeteries, places the most holy and the most profane were alike strewn with bleeding corpses. Such forms the dark reality of the battle of Richmond. When we saw how better men were lost, when we saw the loved and honored go down in death's darkening tide, to Him who ruleth over all, are some who rode all day amidst the awful conflict, compelled to return our heart's humble thankfulness for our safe keeping. No one man can write the history of a battle. Different ones can tell what they saw, and from such narrations, making due allowance for errors, and reconciling discrepancies, can a faithful account be compiled.

Earnest thoughts were thronging in each man's brain. Perhaps our blood flowed a little faster. Who shall dare sneer if we confess that for a moment the real scene before us might have faded away and we gazed upon one which memory alone supplied? But the charm was soon broken. The Fifty-fifth were deployed forward as skir mishers, the Sixty-sixth sent to the right, and the Sixteenth to the left. Our line was thus formed behind a fence at the edge of the woods. Before us spread an open meadow, trees to the left, with a house half a mile distant, where was planted a rebel battery. Companies A and I were deployed as skirmishers to the left. The Colonel ordered the boys to lie down so as not to be unnecessarily exposed. The scattering shots along the extreme right and left became more frequent. The firing for a few minutes would be very severe, and then almost die. The Thursday night our relieved pickets reported better they got our range and nearer came the their being fired on by the enemy. Going to bed shells. At this time Dr. Preston, surgeon of the at midnight I was awakened by Col. Lucas with Fifty-fifth, subsequently informed me that while orders to have rations drawn and cooked, can- hoisting a hospital flag on the cupola of the brick teens filled, and the regiment in line by daylight. church, he had a good view of the enemy's posi Friday morning rumors of the rebels advancing tion, and could see their flanking columns pushwere flying thicker, while fugitive citizens, wound-ing forward to gain our right and left. We could ed cavalrymen, and wagons kept pouring in till two o'clock, when the Sixteenth received orders to march. Gen. Manson rode along the lines, speaking cheering words to the boys. Going two or three miles up the turnpike, we heard the cannons in front, and soon came to where several

Such an account I shall endeavor to give, simply telling what I saw as nearly correct as possible, expecting that ample mercy will be shown to errors.

see the gleaming arms where a body of men were partly concealed in the dry bed of a creek in front. By order of Col. Lucas I rode to Gen. Manson, who had established himself three hundred yards in our rear, where the Seventy-first was lying down, with word that the rebels were flanking

us on the left. He sent the Sixty-ninth to our aid. It was now becoming decidedly interesting. Many of the boys were wounded. Among the killed was Scott Parker, of company A. With most provoking coolness they wheeled a battery into position behind a barn and commenced playing upon us. It was so near that we could count every gunner. But our skirmishers poured in such a deadly fire that they soon removed it, with the loss of a captain and first lieutenant. Again I rode to the General for reënforcements. He said he was coming. Our ammunition beginning to fail, Col. Lucas ordered me to distribute cartridges. Not much ceremony was used in opening the boxes-we smashed them on the ground. A portion of a battery changed position

to our rear.

which required every man to do his duty, Capt. Jones, of the Sixteenth, deserted his company, mounted a horse and ingloriously ran. Let his name be remembered with infamy.

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Capt. Smith, company I, Sixteenth, raised his cap, the blood streaming down his face, and said: Adjutant, tell the Colonel I am wounded." The next moment Lieut. Foster, of the same company, said: "O Jim! I'm wounded."

The men were undisciplined, could not go through field movements, but they were not cowards.

Vainly the officers endeavored to rally them. As well might they have attempted to stop a whirlwind, while high above the din of battle rose the infernal yell of the rebels in victorious pursuit of our broken and scattered troops. Crossing the pike, we commenced to form in a wood to the right of the road. I use the term right and left looking east from Richmond. But here the Texas cavalry came charging down upon us, driving us back. Here the Eighteenth Kentucky suffered severely. The Colonel and Lieutenant-Colonel were both wounded, while the color-sergeant and all the color-guards were killed. A wounded man gave me the banner, which Capt. Beachbard succeeded in eventually saving by tearing it off the staff and putting it in his pocket.

Col. Korff, the brave old Prussian, Colonel of the Sixty-ninth, telling about it afterward, said he saw them coming through the woods. Some one yelled out, "Do not fire, they are our men;" but he saw their dirty shirts, and knew they must be rebels. I see the Cincinnati correspondents, who, from their description, could not have been near, give the Ninety-fifth Ohio all the praise here. Perhaps they did well, but I know that Gen. Manson greatly blamed them for starting the confused retreat. The musketry-firing, deepened by the cannon's thunders, increased to one tremendous roar. It is difficult to conceive Col. Wolfe, with great labor, succeeded in colof such a noise, shouting to be heard but a few lecting the greater part of our regiment and formfeet; old soldiers, who had been in the war withing in a ravine to the left of the road. Metcalfe's Mexico and in different battles in this war, said they never heard any thing to compare with it. The rebels had succeeded in outflanking us, and we were now under a terrible cross-fire from three sides—in front, through the woods to our left and through corn-fields in our rear they were coming, while their batteries still played upon us with their deadly meteors. A body of mounted infantry came through the woods. Our men, thinking them reënforcements, began to cheer, when they dismounted and began to pour their fire upon us.

cavalry was drawn up in line on a hill above us,
while other regiments occupied different positions.
On reporting to Gen. Manson, he ordered us to
fall back in line of battle. A report had spread
that Col. Lucas was killed. As our gallant little
hero came back from consulting with the Gene-
ral, the regiment greeted him with cheers.
fell back some distance and formed new lines.
Here occurred the second fight. The day was
hot, and a dense cloud of smoke overspread the
scene; men were thoroughly exhausted and
greatly suffered for water.

We

In the midst of confusion, in the first retreat, while trying to rally our men, I met Col. Korff, who said: "Py God, Adjutant, they shoot my horse, and I am so tam mad." A green-turbaned Dervish would have laughed at the manner of his remark.

The rebels, now reënforced, led by Gen. Preston Smith, broke our lines, which began to give back. I heard Gen. Manson say, as he ordered Cruft's brigade into position, that we had been fighting two hours and thirty minutes, and would soon charge their batteries. Fifteen minutes longer the left wing stood that awful fire, when We passed through the front-yard of a beautithey gave way and retreated up the hill. The ful mansion-the shrubbery and flowers trampled Seventy first came gallantly forward, led by Gen. by foot and horse. Mr. Rodgers, whose house Manson, and scarcely had they met the shock was used as an hospital, had a son, who had been when Lieut.-Col. Topping, commanding, and Ma- in the army for some length of time, killed withjor Conkling were killed, and many of the officers in a hundred yards of home. Captain Terrel, of of that regiment fell, one second lieutenant hav-company E, Sixteenth, met his brother in the ing about twenty bullets through him. The re-rebel army. giment was broken, disorganized, and never There was now a lull in the tempest while the formed again on that day. The men fought in rebels were advancing, during which we had time squads, in companies, and with other regiments. to compare notes and ascertain how badly we Lieut. Smith helped his mortally wounded Colo- were hurt and how badly scared. Capt. Beach nel into an ambulance. The Colonel of a regi-bard was shot in the leg, but remained with his ment dying on a battle-field alone! company until late in the day, when he mounted a horse and acted as field-officer. Captain Hill and Lieut. Kahill were shot through the arm.

Hundreds of wild and startling incidents were occurring every moment. In that wild confusion, VOL. V.-Doc. 27

Of the four horses in our regiment, three were wounded-mine alone escaping.

Again the firing told that the work had commenced. Plainly could be seen their flanking columns pushing forward to gain our left, while our battery on the right, occupying the same position it did in the fight the night before, kept playing on them. Some of the guns were so injured as to be unfit for use; the ammunition began to fail; while the cowardly dogs of Metcalfe's cavalry killed more of our men by running over them than they did the enemy. Thus we had to depend on the infantry alone.

A large number of civilians had come out to see the fight and were collected on hills in our rear. Some of them were killed, and, as a soldier, I can feel but little sympathy for them. It is a dreadful necessity which compels men to go forth to battle, and sadness might reign ever in the court of heaven above the place where heroes' souls were breathed away 'midst smoke and blood and the wild clash of battle. The hallowed ground where patriots were dying for the honor of their country, to preserve her institutions-perhaps her existence-is no place for white-gloved civilians. They were the first here-as they always are to run and create a panic. If a man is present let him take an earnest part, and be no idle spectator of the gladiatorial combat.

The regiment supporting the battery kept up a hot fire upon the rebels, who were in woods and corn-fields, once advancing to the fence, but were driven back. The rebels, swarming out of the woods, came marching forward in splendid order.

lying down, concealed by a hill-side. After a while we were ordered to fall back, which we did in line of battle, climbing over fences, through fields and meadows, in good order, considering they had not been soldiers but two weeks.

Passing through the old camp of the Twelfth, we formed in line for what proved to be our last battle. The Sixty-ninth, with one cannon on the right, then the Sixteenth, next the Twelfth, two companies of the Seventy-first in the edge of a corn-field, the Sixty-sixth in front of the cemetery, the extreme left I could not see. Our numbers were greatly diminished. Hundreds had been wounded or killed and many were prisoners. Passing a corn-pile, I managed to secure a few ears, which I at this time gave my horse. Gen. Nelson would permit no one to go for water. While we were resting here, many of us who had lost rest for several nights dropped to sleep. Col. Lucas awakened me to go for more ammunition.

Scarcely was it distributed when Gens. Nelson and Cruft came up with word that they were advancing. Gen. Nelson spoke cheering words to the boys, saying: "I make due allowance for your being new hands at this business; I will show you how to whip the scamps; you are their superiors a d-d sight." Soon the firing commenced; our single cannon was soon silenced for want of ammunition, and we could see the rebels pouring along the turnpike to our left. Before us spread an open woods, with a corn-field several hundred yards in front; behind us was a meadow extending to Richmond, which town was in plain view. Our troops had gone out in the morning confident of victory. They did not suppose their Generals would lead them into a hopeless contest; though they had long since learned that they were greatly outnumbered, they still believed they could check them until the promised reënforcements arrived, but no reënforcements were coming.

The Sixteenth was ordered to fall back, which it did in good order. Here some pieces of artillery were lost, the horses being shot. The rebels displayed a red banner with a black cross. We fell back to opposite our old camp, five miles from the first fight. They came on in somewhat the shape of an acute-angled triangle, of which our line of battle formed the base, their superior number enabling them to flank and overlap our wings, as they did beyond Rogersville. The men were thoroughly exhausted; the burning sun shone fiercely down, while clouds of dust filled the air. Men were scattered around, singly or in squads; wounded men were straggling along or resting in shady places. Here General Nelson arrived on the ground. His active exertions did much to bring order out of chaos, and his great name filled all with hope. He told us that reenforcements were coming, and that the rebels were retreating. As he passed the Six-back from ours. Lucas, Wolfe, and Orr, on their teenth, he said he had great confidence in the Hoosiers. The bravest regiment in his division at Shiloh was the Ninth Indiana.

The boys gave him three cheers. On my telling him that I wished he had come earlier in the day, he replied: "I have come forty-one miles; I did not intend to have this battle fought to-day." We had confidence in him then which we have

not now.

The rebel shells began to fly around us, which our guns feebly answered. Our regiment was

Hotter and fiercer grew the fight. I have heard old soldiers speak of bullets coming like hail. I thought the term was used figuratively, but that just expresses it, they came like hail. Thirty men of company B, Seventy-first regiment, were in the edge of a corn-field, and you can judge of the fire when you learn that nine of that thirty fell in fifteen minutes. Here the rebels acknowledge losing the most men. We could see their regiments falter and break, then close up, still advancing. Our skirmishers were driven in. Still, right onward they came; along the whole front blazed a line of fire, which was answered

wounded horses, inspired the men by their heroic words and examples; Gen. Nelson, waving his hat and shouting: "Boys, if they can't hit me they can't hit a barn-door." Here Colonel Link was shot. The regiment to our right broke back. One regiment stood a few minutes longer and did the same. Then followed a scene of confusion I pray I may never again witness. Backward, through graveyard, field, and meadow, swept the scattered troops toward town.

Here was the last I saw of Nelson. As he

caped, but he was soon brought in. The volley
had killed his horse, which, falling on him, had
for a time completely disabled him. He finally
crawled to the fence and gave himself up. Thus
was the Federal army defeated at Richmond.
JIM R. S. Cox.

ANOTHER ACCOUNT.

rode past he told me he was wounded, and ordered me to the front with the colors. You could not but admire the splendid manner in which the rebels advanced. It was no retreat, but a confused rout. Passing through town, women were shrieking and wringing their hands. Major Morrison endeavored to form the Sixtysixth for a rear-guard. Some distance out we found the Sixteenth in divisions across the road. CINCINNATI, Sept. 5, 1862. Crowds of fugitives were flying through woods On my return to the city this morning, I find and fields. I noticed the calm demeanor of a that the interest which might otherwise attach lieutenant of artillery who, covered with dust, to a detailed account of the battles fought near rode with drawn sword beside his cannons, Richmond, Ky., last Saturday, has not only been which were so much useless baggage now. partially overshadowed by more important events Without intending any invidious comparisons, in other parts of the country, but to some extent here let me mention some whose names deserve removed by the statements of officers and others, to be remembered: Major Morrison, of the Sixty-made public in various newspapers, who have sixth; Aid-de-Camp Osborne; Lieut. O. J. Smith, preceded me from the field of battle. Still, "a of the Seventy-first; Captains Beachbard, Red-round, unvarnished tale" of the events of that field and Moore; Lieutenants Stephenson and ever-memorable engagement, from the pen of any Thompson; and Sergeant Western, of the Six- one present, cannot be wholly without interest teenth. There were two color-guards, whose to the people of Ohio, Indiana and Kentucky, names I have forgotten, who deserve to wear and especially to those whose husbands, fathers, medals of gold for their heroism. Doubtless brothers and sons there offered up their lives in others were as brave, but I notice these. the defence of liberty, religion, order and law. The day was lost; not a shadow of hope re- I therefore propose to write my version of the mained. As the setting sun shone in golden affair. It is impossible for any one man to see bars through the dust, into the minds of some, all of a general engagement between thousands who, faint and wounded, were looking on it for of men. I did not see all of this one, but I did the last time-perhaps to some yet uninjured-see a good deal of it. I propose to describe only came a thought of that prophecy fulfilled at Flodden, and their lips murmured the lines:

"In the last battle, borne down by the flying, Where mingle war's rattle with groans of the dying." Major Orr told me we were surrounded-the enemy in our rear-we were overwhelmed-surrounded-lost! Still from behind came their shots. A shell passed over my head, killing a man just before me. His horse leaped high in air, and the blood-spouting corpse fell to be trampled with cannon-wheels and ruthless horses' hoofs. Soon we came upon the rebel cavalry drawn up in line, cutting off all retreat. Gen. Manson, with Col. Lucas and Major Orr, tore down the fence, thinking they could get to the enemy's rear.

Myself with others followed. It was a ride for life. Riderless horses went plunging by. Away we went through woods and fields, up hill and down. Catching sight of their cavalry to our right, we wheeled to the left, but the chase was soon ended. Coming through a corn-field into a ravine, a squadron of rebel cavalry drawn up poured in a volley. All turned; my horse threw me. As I fell I heard some one scream. My foot caught in the stirrup. As my frantic horse dragged me along, a horrible death seemed before me. I wished I had fallen in the heat of the battle; but my foot got loose. The rest swept by, and I was left with the rebels upon me a prisoner. Col. Wolfe had given me that noble horse that morning; his rider had been killed the day before. Well had he borne me all that day, scarcely moving, when a shell burst near him. I had hoped Gen. Manson had es

so much of it as I witnessed, together with such information, obtained from sources believed to be perfectly reliable, as may be necessary to render my narrative complete.

In a former letter I stated that troops had been pouring into Richmond from morning till night, and that the number then in camp near that place could not be less than twelve thousand. I was informed that as many as ten or twelve regiments had arrived; and from what I had myself seen, I was quite confident that the number was not over- estimated. Since then, however, I have learned that our entire force did not exceed eight thousand men. Of these not more than seven thousand were effective; and of that number not more than four thousand, if so many, were at any one time engaged with the enemy. The Ninety-fifth Ohio, Twelfth, Sixteenth, Fifty-fifth, Sixty-sixth, Sixty-ninth and Seventy-first Indiana, Eighteenth Kentucky, and about five hundred cavalry from Colonels Metcalfe and Munday's commands, together with Andrews's and Lamphere's Michigan batteries, comprised our entire strength. The aggregate of men in the Eighteenth Kentucky and Fifty-fifth Indiana did not exceed seven hundred. other regiments were of the new levy. None of them had ever been under fire, and most of them had not had arms in their hands a fortnight.

All the

Friday evening, Col. Metcalfe's cavalry reconnoitred the country between Richmond and Big Hill, the place from which they so ingloriously fled the Saturday previous. When in the vicinity of their former exploits, they encountered their old enemy, Col. Scott, of the First Louisi

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