It is seven o'clock in the morning when Scammon's brigade of Ohio troops moves into position. Robertson's battery is south of the turnpike in a field, throwing shells up the mountain into the woods where Hill's men are lying sheltered from sight by the foliage.
There is a reply from the gap. Solid shot and shells fly from the mountain to the valley. Hayne's battery joins with Robertson's, Simmons opens with his twenty-pounders, and McMullin with four heavy guns, and while church-bells far away are tolling the hour of worship, these cannon in the valley and on the mountain side wake the slumbering echoes, and play the prelude to the approaching strife.
Scammon's brigade leads the way by the old Sharpsburg road, the men toiling slowly up the hill,--through the fields and pastures, over fences and walls, sometimes losing foothold, and falling headlong, or sliding downward.
The brigade was preceded by a line of skirmishers, and was followed by Crook's brigade.
The woods were full of Rebels, but the men moved on, driving back Hill's skirmishers, working up step by step, pushing them and the line supporting them toward the gap. A battery opened with canister, but the shot flew wild and high over their heads, and they pressed on. McMullin sent up two guns, but the gunners were picked off by the Rebel sharpshooters. The Twelfth Ohio charged up the hill, through a pasture, with a hurrah. Louder, deeper, longer was the cheer which rose from the valley far below, where Sturgis, and Wilcox, and Rodman were forming into line. On,--into the fire,--close up to the stonewall, where the Rebels were lying,--they charged, routing them from their shelter, and holding the ground. There were places on the hillside, where the green grass became crimson,--where brave men had stood a moment before full of life and vigor and devotion to their country, but motionless and silent now,--their part in the great struggle faithfully performed, their work done.
Hill rallied his men. They dashed down the mountain to regain the ground. But having obtained it through costly sacrifice, the men from Ohio were not willing to yield it.
There was a lull in the battle at noon. Hill, finding that the chances were against him, sent to Hagerstown for Longstreet.