They couldn't tell our own men from Yankees.

The private could, but he was no general, you see.

But here they were--the Yankees--a battle had to be fought.
We were ordered forward.

I was on the skirmish line.

We marched plumb into the Yankee lines, with their flags flying.
I called Lieutenant-Colonel Frierson's attention to the Yankees, and he remarked, "Well, I don't know whether they are Yankees or not, but if they are, they will come out of there mighty quick." The Yankees marched over the hill out of sight.
We were ordered forward to the attack.