The enemy was nearly twice as strong as we, and lay directly between us and our base.

If he could hold out till our ammunition was exhausted, we should be compelled to lay down our arms.

There was no retreat for us.

We must be victorious or we must surrender.
In camp, on that night, every thing was confusion.

The troops that had been on the left during the day were being transferred to the front.
The quartermaster was endeavoring to get his train in the least dangerous place.