The sun was poised above us, a great red ball sinking slowly in the west, yet the scene of battle and carnage continued.

I cannot describe it.

The mantle of night fell upon the scene.

I do not know which side whipped, but I know that I helped bring off those four Napoleon guns that night though we were mighty easy about it.
They were given to Turner's Battery of our brigade and had the name of our Lieutenant-Colonel Patterson and our color-bearer, Mitchell, both of whom were killed, inscribed on two of the pieces.

I have forgotten the names inscribed on the other two pieces.