the line, then turned to see the result; as she did so, an officer
pushed his horse between her and a large tree by which she was waiting,
thus sheltering himself behind her. She looked round at him with
surprise, when a second volley was fired, and a Minie ball whizzing by
her, entered the officer's body, and he fell a corpse, against her and
then to the ground. At the same moment another ball grazed her hand,
(the only wound she received during the war), pierced her dress, the
skirt of which she was holding, and slightly wounded her horse.
Frightened by the pain, he set off on a run through a dense wood,
winding in and out among the trees so rapidly that Annie feared being
torn from her saddle by the branches, or having her brains dashed out by
violent contact with the trunks. She raised herself upon the saddle, and
crouching on her knees clung to the pommel. The frightened animal as he
emerged from the woods plunged into the midst of the Eleventh Corps,
when his course was soon checked. Many of the men, recognizing Annie,
received her with cheers. As she was now at a distance from her
regiment, she felt a strong impulse to see and speak with General Berry,
the commander of her division, with whom she was well acquainted.
Meeting an aid, she asked where the General was. "He is not here,"
replied the aid. "He is here," replied Annie; "He is my Division
General, and has command on the right to-day. I must see him." The aid
turned his horse and rode up to the General, who was near at hand, and
told him that a woman was coming up who insisted on seeing him. "It is
Annie," said General Berry, "let her come; let her come, I would risk my
life for Annie, any time." As she approached from one side, a prisoner
was brought up on the other, said to be an aid of General Hill's. After
some words with him, and receiving his sword, the General sent him to
the rear; and after giving Annie a cordial greeting and some kind words,
he put the prisoner under her charge, directing him to walk by her
horse. It was her last interview with the brave General. Early the next
morning he was slain, in the desperate fight for the possession of the
plank road past the Chancellor House. In the neighborhood of the
hospital, Annie, working as usual among the wounded, discovered an
artillery man badly injured and very much in need of her assistance. She
bound up his wounds and succeeded in having him brought to the hospital.
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