"Yes, yonder is a fellow being carried off on a litter." Bang! bang! goes the Whitworth, and the battery is seen to limber to the rear.

What next?
a yell! What does this yell mean?
A charge right up the hill, and a little sharp skirmish for a few moments.

We can see the Yankee line.

They are resting on their arms.

The valley below is full of blue coats, but a little too far off to do any execution.
Old Joe walks along the line.