The daily morning journal and courier., 1901-06-15

ing them also they were endangerlng
 the lives of General Jackson and his es-
 cort. But in yain Those immediately
 in my front would cease as I gave the
 order. but the firing would break out
 above or below me. and instead of
 teasing the shots increased in frequen
 cy, I rode back to Jackson anL-said:
 General, 1t is impossible to stop
 these men; they seem to be in a kind
 of a panic. I think we had best pass
 through their line and get into the
 woods behind them"
 Very we'll said" was the reply So
 making half whlrl to the left, thus
 presenting front of, say, sixty yards,
 our little company commenced the
 movement to pass through the line and
 thus put ourselves beyond the range of
 the fire A few more seconds would
 have placed us in safety, for we were
 not over three yards from the line but
 as we turned, looking ID and down, as | far as my eye could reach l saw that
 long line of shining bayonets rise and
 concentrate upon us felt what was
 coming, and driving spurs into my horses Hanks, a. powerful animal and full of spirit, he rose high in the air and as we passed over the line tte
 thunder crash from hundreds of riAes burst in full in our very faces. I look ed back as my horse made the leap,
 and eVrythlng had gone down like leaves before the blast of a hurricane.
 The only living thing beside myself
 that passed through that stream of fire
 was Boswell's black stallion, my att tentlon being called to him by the rat
 tie of chain halter that swung loose from his neck. as he passed out of sight, In the darkness of the wood. But his saddle was empty. Boswell, too, an old comrade of many a perilous scout, had gone down with all the rest before that inexousable and unwarrant- ed fire. My own horse was wounded in ] several places, my clothes and saddle [ were perforated with bullets, yet I es- capped without wound, the only living [ man to tell the story.
 As soon as could control my horse, | rendered frantic by his wounds, I rode I among our men who were falling back into the woods and from behind the trees were still continuing that reck- less and inss.ne fire, and urged them to form their line and come back to the road, telling them that they had fired not upon an enemy but upon General Jackson and his escort
 Then, sick at heart, dashed back to the road and there the saddest tragedy of the war was revealed in it's fullest horror.
 I saw the generals horse, which I recognized at once, standing close 10 the edge of the road, with his head bent low. and a stream of blood :un- ming from a wound in his neck. Jump ing from my horse I hastened t. the spot and saw the general himself lying in the edge of the woods. He sesmel to be dead, and I wished all the oul- lets had passed through my own body rather than such a happening as this I threw myself on the ground by his side and raised his head and shoulders on my arm. He groaned heavily.
 Are you much hurt, general?" l asked, as soon as l could find voice and utterance.
 Wild fire, that, sir; wild fire" he replied in his usual rapid way This wss all he said. I found that his left arm was shattered by bullet just be- low the elbow and his right hand was la acerated by mimic ball that had passed through the palm. Not living soul was in sight then. but in a few A. P Hill rode up, and then Smith, one of his aids. Gen. eral Hill ordered me to mount my horse and bring an ambulance as quickly as possible.
 But don't tell the men that it is General Jackson who is wounded" he said.
 I soon found two of the ambulance corps with a stretcher and ordered them to the front, saying that a officer needed their services Then l rode further on to find an am bulance. Before coming up with one I met Sandy Pendleton, Jackson's ad- utant general, and told him what had and he ordered me to go and :. ind General J. F.. B. Stuart and tell lim to come up at once.
 Where shall I find him?' I asked.
 Somewhere near the Rappahan rock," he replied, mot more tha l tour )r five miles away"
 I rode off through the woods in the direction of the river, and by piece of o rood luck soon struck a well-dehnad 'oad which seemed to lead in the right ' Erection. After riding along that read or few miles I had the good fortune o meet General Stuart himself, with ' mall escort of cavalry. I stated that :. General Jackson had been badly ' and that Pendleton had or ? tered mo to tell him to come to the T, rmy at once. Without making any " omment he dashed off at full spe ,d. ] T ried to follow, but by this time ny :, .orse was much weakened by the less :, f blood and began to stagger under = ne was obliged to dsmount. and '. ound that he was shot through both H highs and slightly wounded in several o ther places, so I was forced to walk, = ading the wounded animal slowly be- Y ind me. n This ended my connection with the -- ragic accident of this most memorable fight. I did not reach headquarters ntil 2 o'clock that night. I saw l,r. IcGuire, and asking him about the enerars condition, he told me that his rm had been amputated below the Dow, his wounded hand had pc@n ressed and that he was resting quiet /. The wounds were serious and very ainful. he said, but not necessarily atal, and there seemed to be no reason hy he should not recover.
 If asked why, and how, such fire .