The next order was "Limber to the rear." The Yankees were cutting and slashing, and the cannoneers were running in every direction.

I saw Day's brigade throw down their guns and break like quarter horses.

Bragg was trying to rally them.

I heard him say, "Here is your commander," and the soldiers hallooed back, "here is your mule." The whole army was routed.

I ran on down the ridge, and there was our regiment, the First Tennessee, with their guns stacked, and drawing rations as if nothing was going on.