The Nevada picayune., 1885-07-02
STORIES OF THE WAR,
The Bloody Scene at the Bittle of
 ReSaca.
Little Rock Gazette.

uSt before the battle CT MlSSl0n- ary Ridge the cavalry and infantry were separated. and we of the cav arly were up about Knoxville, Tenn, fighting Burnside at the time the infantry under Bragg, was engaged with Rosencranz. We were known far and wide as Wheel. CTS cavalry, and it will be acknowl. edged that we built up considcra- ble reputation as fighters. We entertained Burnsides in good style, holding him penned up at Knox vile until Bragg got whipped at Missionary Ridge, when we were forced 10 withdraw and let him out. We had him thoroughly surrounded, and if we could have remained a few days longer he would have been forced to capitulate. Before we withderw, an orderly sergeant from Burn sides army came into our ranks pretending to be insane. He was disguised as a citizen, but after being with us a day or two was detected in making sketches and placed under arrest. He was tried by court mlrtial and execu- ted, if my memory serves me cor rectly. After our experience at Knoxville we fell back below Tun- nel Hill on the railroad between Atlanta and Chattanooga, and re- cruited through that country some two or three months. Now our commanders were changed again, Joe Johnston beng our general, and Sherman the federal com manding officer. Soon after this we had the fight at Resaca, a little river town, where the confederates occupied the intrenchments they had erected six or eight months be- fore. We were on the defensive, and at the time of the federal at tack, scenes were witnessed defy ing all powers of description.
 The day before the fight 1 had been sent to the rear to bring up the ordnance and commissory trains from the other side of the river. Before reaching town with the trains ohr feed was gone, and l
 went back t) obtain supply. l sent courier ahead to make the arrangements, and when 1 came Eup to the pontoou bridge quickly decided that it would not be safe to send my men over. l saw that the attack was coming on, and that speedily there would be heavey fighting. I halted the horses on the edge of the timber and rode down to the river opposite our works. Our Notifications were on the summit of a ravine, across which the federerals must march 10 reach them. In the ravine was g small creek emptying into the river. Thus the battle was unfold cd before me like newspaper. l could hear the enemy marching up in great force to the masked bat ter;es, and observed the skirmish- ing getting brisk. Then came a halt of the advancing army and l sat on my horse until almost dark, waiting to see if their would be a fight or withdrawal. Finally l again heard forward movement and realized that soon there would be a crash. The skirmishing became more general and then suddenly ceased. observed great many
 bullets whistling around me, but l was fascinated and decided to re-
 main where 1 was. l had been in many battles. but never in q posi- ton to watch one. The federals
 reached the creek and started up the hill in double line of infantry, all the confederate sharpshooters
 and pickets having been driven in.
 Our boys were perfectly in tho quiet trenches. By this time it had be- come almost too dark to distinguish the men, but when the federals bad charged to within what l think was about 150 yards of the forth cation, the whole ravine was rem dered as bright as monday by the
 fire from the fort and trenches. Cannon and small arms were fired in volly, and saw the federal forces reel as if struck by cyclone.
 Whole ranks were moved down, and the ground was covered with
 dead and dying men. The federals retreated in great disorder. and the