Identifier: battlingforatlan00dunn (find matches)
Title: Battling for Atlanta
Year: 1917 (1910s)
Authors: Dunn, Byron A. (Byron Archibald), 1842-1926
Subjects: United States -- History Civil War, 1861-1865 Fiction
Publisher: Chicago, A.C. McClurg & Co.
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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in magniLcent battle array; and as they looked, that arm;commenced advancing as steadily as if on parade. Fred sat on his horse fascinated by the sight.Was a battle to be fought on this open plain, wherethe movements of armies could be seen, and mili-tary genius win the day? Already the skirmishers were engaged, and Fredrode forward with his scouts, his quick eye scan-ning the field in his front. He greatly desired tocapture some prisoners to see if he could learn themeaning of the battle array before him. Henoticed a slight depression in the ground, which ledthrough, then behind the Confederate skirmish-line,nearly paralleling it. Fred saw that by a quickdash he might be able to cut off some of the skir-mishers, and giving a sharp word of command, heled his little company directly toward the enemyslines. Thunder! exclaimed Captain Hugh Ray-mond, who was again in command of the Federalskirmishers; its that dare-devil Shackelford. Heis going to charge the whole rebel army. Lbfi£l ? T
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ABOUT FIFTEEN OR TWENTY FOUND THEMSELVES CUT OFF A BATTLE THAT WAS NEVER FOUGHT, 67 Then It flashed upon Hugh what Fred was try-ing to do. Boys, he cried, he is going to tryto cut off those rebel skirmishers on that rise ofground. We can help him. Charge! and witha ringing cheer, Hugh and his men dashed forward. There was a crackling and sputtering of mus-ketry, and then the Confederate picket-line was infull retreat. But about fifteen or twenty foundthemselves cut off by Fred and his men, and theythrew down their arms and cried for quarter. Well done, Fred, shouted Hugh, after thelittle skirmish was over. You took those fellowsin nicely out of the wet. Dismounting, Fred gave his hand to Hugh, say-ing: I want to thank you. Captain, for youropportune help. It saved me from serious loss andmade my task easy. But let us see what we havelearned, and what we can learn. Sergeant, to oneof his men, bring that captain here, and hepointed to one of the prisoners who wore a cap-tains bars on hi

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