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One of my battalions of artillery in command of Major R. C. M. Page, occupied the toe and the right of the salient. It was withdrawn the afternoon of May nth by order of General Long, chief of artil- lery, second corps (EwelFs), who was doubtless acting under orders, and who said the cavalry had* reported the renewal of the flank move- ment towards Richmond by the enemy.
The object of the withdrawal of the artillery was to prevent the disclosure of our expected movement that night.
General Johnson protested at the time against the withdrawal of the artillery, saying he had been along his front and had seen no in- dication of a movement of the enemy.
I told him we greatly preferred to remain, the breastworks were built, we would be in place and, supported by infantry, absolutely impregnable against successful assault, but must, of course, obey orders. The battalion was taken to the rear, and went into bivouac.
The night was dark, murky and dripping. About i o'clock sounds of troops marching, counter-marching, halting and chopping bushes in front of the salient were reported to General Johnson. He at once dispatched a courier to General Ewell, reporting these facts, and asking the return of the artillery. This courier lost much time in finding General Ewell' s and General Long's headquarters. Failing to return in time, General Johnson sent off another courier, with more urgent calls for the artillery.
I was sleeping close by General Long's headquarters, and one of the couriers finally reached him. The order was quickly sent me to be in position by daybreak. Striking a light, I indorsed on the order that it was then twenty minutes to daybreak, and the men all asleep, but the artillery would be in place as soon as possible.
All too quickly it dashed out in the mud and darkness, the battery of my brother, Captain William Page Carter, in the lead, by turn, that morning. Most of this battalion reached the salient point just in time to be captured, before being unlimbered and placed in bat- tery, the enemy pouring over the breastworks in rear of them. Only one gun of Captain Carter's battery unlimbered in the very apex of the salient, and fired a single shot, when he, in person, helping to load the gun, heard behind him the order, "Stop firing that gun."
Turning his head, he saw within a few yards of him a large num- ber of blue-coats, with muskets leveled at him and his men. He
