her assault, on the right of the Army of the
Cumberland. The assault was led by Hood, who fell furiously upon
Reynolds and Van Cleve. For a quarter of an hour it looked as if this
fierce onset would prove successful, and it must be admitted that the
Confederate valor was never greater than at this period.

"Down with the Yanks! We'll drive 'em into the Mississippi!" was the
cry. "Hurrah for the stars and bars!"

Reynolds and Van Cleve were struck and driven back, but still they
battled for every inch of the ground. In the meantime, portions of six
batteries were hurried into position, and then a raking fire of canister
was poured into the Confederate lines. But still on they came, until the
tumult drew close to the Widow Glenn's house, where Rosecrans had his
headquarters. The enemy occupied the Lafayette road, and our right was
shattered,--and the day looked black. But now up came Negley's division
on the double-quick, supported by Brennan, and, with a rousing
battle-cry, went at Hood and Johnson, "tooth and nail," fighting so
doggedly and taking such terrible punishment undauntedly, that the
Confederates had at last, about sunset, to give way before them, and
darkness ended the day's contest, with final victory still of the
uncertain to-morrow. Still later, there was another outbreak, short and
sharp, but with no positive results.

During this long day's fighting the cavalry operated principally along
the upper fords of the Chickamauga, although occasionally called
elsewhere, to save the artillery and to fill up breaks in the lines
which, owing to the roughness of the ground, the infantry could not
accomplish. The Riverlawns went into action at ten o'clock, half a mile
from the creek proper, along the bank of a stream locally known as
Duff's Claim. Here the growth of trees was heavy, but there was very
little underbrush.

It was thought that a portion of the enemy's cavalry was moving upon
Duff's Claim, with the intention of following the course of the stream
and getting behind the Union lines half a mile to the northeast. A few
isolated riders had been seen, and at first only the first battalion of
the Riverlawns advanced to investigate. The route was uneven, and the
four companies went ahead almost as separate commands, Deck riding with
the fourth company and beside his brother Artie.

"The battle is on for certain, now," remarked Captain Artie, as the
heavy roar of artillery reached their ears. "I think this d