"The smoke rolled backward to the mountains... the destructive shot and shell were falling, it would appear, on every foot of land....I doubt not that at one time there was one piece of artillery firing at the hill to every five men we had defending it."

"A great tumbling together of all heaven and earth."

"A savage continual thunder that cannot compare to any sound I ever heard."

"The air around us seemed to be alive with shot and shell from the enemy's artillery. The his seemed to have become an active volcano, belching forth flame and smoke."

"I could hear the bones crash in my division like glass in a hail storm."

"Shells burst around us, the fragments tearing up the ground, and grape shot whistled through the corn above us."