Most of us had figgered it to be a suicide mission. Thirty-odd mounted and sixty or so infantry against that Union fort.
We made our camp just a mile or so away, over a hilltop.
The plan was to attack at daybreak, but somewhere in the night, it looked like daybreak got the jump on us. The sky lit up something amazing and the air filled with a buzzing like a million bees. By the time we run up to the hilltop, there wasn’t nothing to see. That Union fort was still there, though its front gates was swung wide open. There wasn’t a sound to be heard, no men walking the wall.
Me and Jimmy walked down there a ways. There wasn’t no one there. I waved the captain over and we went down for a look-see. There was nary a soul to be found. Not one living thing. Every man, horse and dog was just gone. From what all we could tell, there hadn’t been a shot fired neither.
It sent a chill down my spine and old Jasper said it was ghosts done it. Then we heard that buzzing again. We all reckoned we’d find out soon enough.
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