"There was some heavy and extremely accurate artillery fire from his ranks this afternoon.

The way the guns were handled and the remarkable rapidity and precision with which the discharges came convinces me that John Carrington is here in the valley, ready to concentrate all the fire of the Union batteries upon us.
It is bad, very bad for us that the greatest artilleryman in the world should come with Sheridan, and yet we shall have the pleasure of seeing how he achieves wonders with the guns.

It was in him, even in the old days at West Point, when we were but lads together, and he has shown more than once in this war how the flower that was budding then has come into full bloom." As if in answer to his words the deep boom of a cannon rolled over the hills, and a shell burst near the earthwork.
"That, I think, was John talking to us," said Colonel Talbot.

"He was saying to us: 'Beware of me, old friends.

I'm coming tomorrow, not with one gun but with many!' Well, be it so.