Urbana union. [volume] (Urbana, Ohio) 1862-1872, 1863-09-16
Duryea's zouaves Fighting GuoriIlas after
q Battle.

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The point Of the enemy's front which
the ZouaYes struck in the charge, was con
siderably to the right of the Union cen
tire (the enemy's left and very near the
edge of the wood bounding Carriers Field
on the north. The company to which
the two comrades belonged had the ex-
treme right (post of honor) and they were
consequently, when the charge had pen
etrated so far that the rebels began to
/ give way, almost in the edge of the woods.
Some of the men in a South Carolina regi-
ment, the enemy's extreme left, seemed
to fight like fends, supported by bat
terry of the same State, that it became
necessary to capture. This was finally
swept, and the South Carolinians at last
gave way, falling back into the woods,
now beginning to grow dusk, but firing
from behind trees as they retired. Too
much excited to hear the recall just then
sounded, a dozen or two of the Zouaves,
remembering their unexpended ammuni-
ton, tried their hand at bush-fghting,
with more or less success. Some Of them
were shot down, but others succeeded in
killing or capturing the peculiar fugitives
of whom they started in pursuit. Craw-
ford and Webster had so far succeeded
in keeping together, and neither had re-
ceiyed even a scratch.
One of the rebels, conspicuous by the
fact that he had lost or thrown of his
coat and was consequently in Irish uni
form, ," had been especially followed by
half dozen Of the Zouazes, as he fel back
further and further into the woods, dodg-
ing and firing from behind trees, and pro
, ing tila.t ae must nave come from one. GI
the Hill regins of the Palmetto State,
where the hunting of wild beasts yet
keeps Che voodman in trailt FOR a soldier,
Not less than three Of the Zoua7os had
paid for their temority with their lives,
by shots sent from that single long-rife
Crawford and Webster fancying that
they bore charmed lives, still kept on the
chase, catching glimpses through the
dusk, Of the rebels shirt, as it lodged in
aud out behind tke trees. In this man
ner they had penetrated perhaps a quar-
ter Of a mile into the woods, the soCnds
of the battle growing more and more in
distinct behind them, when a broad light
burst up through the trees to the north,
shining redly through boles and branch
es and indicating fire in the immediate
neighborhood.
What is that?' asked Webster, his at
tention momentarily distracted from the
rebel whom he had seen lodging behind
tree but moment before.
a fire Of some kind, said Crawford,
looking in the same direction. From its
size it may be burning house.
'Humph! though it is hot enough with
out, shouldn't mind being at one more
fire said Webster, who, like most New
Workers of certain age, had once in his
time run wild De masheen.
But where is that gentleman from the
South? asked Crawford He may give
US pop directly-look OUT
'The no-coated devilr said Webster.
He was lodging behind that oak mo-
ment ago. I think I see the edge Of his
shirt-yesP
He did sec the tip of the Southerner's
shirt, and some one else felt him; for at
that instant "crackI" went the long rife,
and John Crawford gavevent to an 'Ough'
that partook of the mingled characters of
an oath and yell, staggering up against
the nearest tree at the same moment,
with a rife bullet through his left fore
arm, and feeling that sentiment Of disgust
at the stomach which is inseparable from
the forcible entrance of any substance
into the human body in the shape of a
wound.
Hello, Jack Eh, you did it, did
you?-d-n your sputtered Webster, as
he heard the report and saw the effect.
OF course the first part of his remark was
addressed to his comrade, and the last to
the rebel, who had made such capital
shot that he allowed too much of his fig
uro to be exposed while making his sur
vey In an instant Webster's piece was
drawn up, and second "crackw rang
through the trees.
Ten to one hit limp cried Webster.
For the first time 1 got a fair view of
his dirty white shirt. But how badly are
you hurt, Jack? Where are you hit?'
Hurt good deal, but not seriously,
[ think, answered Crawford a little faint
Ily. He hit me in the left arm, below
the elbow. I think the bullet went
through, and maybe the bone is broken