Here they are, byes! Now ter hell wid 'em!" His words flashed the whole situation back to my consciousness.

The house still stood, wrecked by cannon, but yet a protection.

To the left our troops were swarming out of the ravine, and forming for a charge, while in front, under the concealment of the smoke, believing us already helpless, the Confederate infantry were rushing forward to complete their work of destruction.

We must hold out now, five minutes, ten minutes, if necessary.

I got to my feet, gripping a carbine.