About five o'clock that afternoon, April 5, the First Pennsylvania

Cavalry were standing to horse, when Sheridan, Crook, and a number of

other general officers, both infantry and cavalry, came riding up to

examine the captured battle-flags. Among the colors was one presented

to General Fitz-Hugh Lee by his lady friends of Richmond, which, by the

way, I made a present to General Davies. The enemy, seeing these

officers around the colors, sounded the charge and came upon us with a

rush. Sheridan ordered me to mount my men and check the enemy until he

could send in more regiments to my support. Then ensued a phenomenal

display of shooting-stars by daylight, for the generals all scattered

to their various commands. We mounted and charged the enemy and

commenced a hand-to-hand fight, using pistols, sabres, and clubbed

carbines. The heaviest of the fighting was around our colors. The brave

old color-sergeant of the First Pennsylvania Cavalry, Antoine Wolf,

carrying aloft the colors of his regiment in one hand, and with his

sabre in the other cutting his way right and left, followed close at my

horse's heels. Many a good trooper fell in the track made by us that

day. That was my sixth and last charge during the engagement, and I

lost a horse killed in every charge. While lying under my horse with my

leg shattered by a carbine-ball, Colonel Janeway, at the head of the

First New Jersey, passed by at full charge, saying, "Cheer up, Tommy,

we are here with you," then instantly exclaimed, "My God!" and fell

dead from his saddle but twenty feet from me. Our brigade started that

morning with sixteen field officers, and at sundown but one was left,

the other fifteen having been either killed or wounded. After I was

wounded I turned my command over to Captain Holbrook, who led it

through several charges on the 6th, 7th, and 9th of April. He had the

satisfaction of planting the regiment across Lee's front on the

Lynchburg pike, with its colors in the middle of the road, there to

witness the surrender of the rebel army.

This ended my experience as a cavalryman.

And now I trust that I will be excused when I say that we cavalrymen

soon taught the other arms of the service to respect us and stopped

that old slurring remark, "Here comes the cavalry back; now there is

going to be a fight." Although we were criticised sharply at the

beginning of the war, yet at its close we of all the branches of the

service proved ourselves the most efficient under the command of that

prince among soldiers, "Cavalry Sheridan."

COLONEL HAMPTON S. THOMAS.

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