“Tattered Flags Sporting in the Breeze”
The morning was clear and cool, the booming of artillery at day-break was our only reveille. Without food for man or beast we saddled, mounted, formed, and moved off to Winchester by sunrise. Passing through town, we took the northeastern road towards Jordan's Springs and dismounted on the hill beyond Mill Creek where our four-gun battery was placed so as to bear upon the Berryville Pike along which the enemy was advancing.1
Ramseur skirmished heavily but saw nothing in his front but cavalry for several hours. Early hastened up from Bunker Hill with Rodes' and Gordon's Divisions ordering Breckinridge's Division at Brucetown to follow and Lomax's cavalry to move in rear towards Winchester from Brucetown and beyond Bunker Hill towards Winchester.
About 9 a.m. when Ramseur had been fighting with artillery quite warmly and was now putting his skirmishers in seriously, the head of Early's column arrived. Rodes and Gordon had barely time to face into line and unlimber their guns before they were compelled to throw out skirmishers to meet the advancing enemy and five minutes after to meet a furious charge.
I got a better view of the enemy's column than any other on the occasion. They charged at double-quick firing rapidly across an open field some hundred yards wide and through a body of woods driving back our skirmishers upon the main line. Our battery did some execution as they went across the field but couldn't break them. Our infantry and artillery now opened a murderous fire under which they recoiled and retreated. Our horse battery now poured it into them again. A second line came up