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well-organized attack, thoroughly concentrated and operating cleverly. Soterrible was the onslaught that Jackson sent to me and begged for reinforce-ments. About the same time I received an order from General Lee to thesame effect. To retire from my advanced position in front of the Federalsand get to Jackson would have taken an hour and a half. I had discovereda prominent position that commanded a view of the great struggle, and real-izing the opportunity, I quickly ordered' out three batteries, making twelveguns. Lieutenant Wm. H. Chapman’s Dixie Battery of four guns was thefirst to report and was placed in position to rake the Federal ranks that seemeddetermined to break through Jackson’s lines. In a moment a heavy fire ofshot and shell was being poured into the thick columns of the enemy, and inten minutes their stubborn masses began to waver and give back. For amoment there was chaos; then order returned and they re-formed, apparentlyto renew the attack. Meanwhile my other eight pieces reported to me, andfrom the crest of the little hill the fire of twelve guns cut them down. As thecannon thundered the ranks broke, only to be formed again with doggeddetermination. A third time the batteries tore the Federals to pieces, and asthey fell back under this terrible fire, I sprung everything to the charge.My troops leaped forward with exultant yells, and all along the line wepushed forward. Farther and still farther back we pressed them, until at10 o’clock at night we had the field; Pope was across Bull Bun, and the vic-torious Confederates lay down on the battle-ground to sleep, while all aroundwere strewn thousands—friend and foe, sleeping the last sleep together.

The next morning the Federals were in a strong position at Centreville. Isent a brigade across Bull Run under General Pryor and occupied a pointover there near Centreville. As our troops proceeded to bury their dead, itbegan to rain, as it had done on the day after the first battle of Manassas .As soon as General Lee could make his preparations, he ordered Jackson tocross Bull Bun near Sudley’s and turn the position of the Federals occupyingCentreville; and the next day, September 1st, I followed him. But theenemy discovered our turning movement, abandoned Centreville, and putout toward Washington. On the evening of September 1st Jackson encount-ered a part of the Federal force at Ox Hill [or Chantilly; see map, p. 450],and, attacking it, had quite a sharp engagement. I came up just beforenight and found his men retiring in a good deal of confusion. I askedJackson what the situation was, and added that his men seemed to bepretty well dispersed. He said, “Yes, but I hope it will prove a victory.”

I moved my troops out and occupied the lines where he had been, relievingthe few men who were on picket. Just as we reached there General Kearny,a Federal officer, came along looking for his line, that had disappeared. It wasraining in the woods, and was so late in the day that a Federal was not easilydistinguished from a Confederate. Kearny did not seem to know that he wasin the Confederate line, and our troops did not notice that he was a Federal.He began to inquire about some command, and in a moment or so the men sawthat he was a Federal officer. At the same moment he realized where he was.He was called upon to surrender, but instead of doing so he wheeled his

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