CHAPTER XXXI.
GLORY AND VICTORY.
The battle now raged more fiercely than ever, and hotter and hotter became the fire on every side.

The shouts of the enemy indicated the arrival of reenforcements.

"Johnston!" "Long-street!" resounded over the field, and roused the rebels to renewed activity.

More certainly was the increase of the enemy's force determined by the gradual falling back of the brigade at the left of the road; but the men fought with desperate courage, and yielded not a foot of ground without enriching it with their best blood.
There were no signs of reenforcements for over exhausted troops, though a whole corps was within hearing of the booming guns that were slaughtering our outnumbered and exhausted brigades.

On the field the aspect began to be dark and unpromising, and Tom prayed with all his soul that he might be spared the pain of beholding another defeat, another rout.
Our regiment was ordered to the support of the yielding brigade on the left.