I could hear loud commands, and shouting, and the rattle of carbines, muskets, and pistols made my ears numb--but what happened, or when or where, I could no more tell you than the babe at its mother's breast. I could only catch glimpses of the fighting through the smoke, and though I was as close to General Forrest as any of his men--right by his side, in fact--I could not tell you precisely what occurred. I could hear cries and curses and the explosion of firearms, but beyond that all was mystery.