"It's all right, Major.

I'll get word through to the General," and he signalled to some drummer boys lying quietly in the bushes to bring up a stretcher, just as the left section of McDunn's battery burst into view on a dead run, swung into action, and began to pour level sheets of flame into the woods, where, already, the high-pitched rebel yell was beginning again.
A solid shot struck No.

5 gun on the hub, killing Cannoneer No.

2, who was thumbing the vent, and filling No.

1 gunner with splinters of iron, whirling him into eternity amid a fountain of dirt and flying hub-tires.