Never on earth were our troops more eager for the engagement to open.

The Yankees commenced to march toward their left, and we marched almost parallel to our right-- both sides watching each other's maneuvers and movements.

It was but the lull that precedes the storm.

Colonel Field was commanding our brigade, and Lieutenant-Colonel Patterson our regiment.

About 12 o'clock, while we were marching through a corn field, in which the corn had been shocked, they opened their war dogs upon us.