Nayland Smith went upstairs to dress, leaving me seated

Newland's store. Opening on him with the two pieces of artillery, I

hurriedly formed line confronting him, and quickly and with but

little resistance drove him in confusion from the field. The sudden

turning of the tables dismayed Faulkner's men, and panic seizing

them, they threw away every loose article of arms or clothing of

which they could dismember themselves, and ran in the wildest

disorder in a mad effort to escape. As the chase went on the panic

increased, the clouds of dust from the road causing an intermingling