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Updated: June 6, 2025
He was covered with earth, a fragment of shell sheared away the protecting buckwheat and a piece of rail struck him in the back with force. He yelled, threw down his musket and ran. He passed John Agnor lying dead by the gateway, and he reached somehow the foot of the hill and the wide fields between the embattled ridges and the Valley pike, the woods and the Front Royal road.
"Yes, captain." "John Agnor, you've felled many a tree. Take the axe and cut that post down." "Captain, I will be killed!" "Then you will be killed doing your duty, John. Get down." Agnor got the axe, swung it and began chopping. The stone wall across the hollow blazed more fiercely; the sharpshooters diverted their attention from the men and horses higher upon the hill.
By this time the Louisianians had been "led up to where they could get at them," and gotten them on the run. I forgot to mention that, as one of our guns was being put into position, a gate-post interfered. Captain Poague ordered John Agnor to cut the post down with an axe. Agnor said, "Captain, I will be killed!" Poague replied, "Do your duty, John."
As he was going with his gun into position a case-shot exploded close to him and three balls passed through his body, any one of which would have been fatal. Two other members of the battery, Henry Foutz and J. S. Agnor, were also killed in this engagement. The position was a trying one.
Agnor swung the axe with steadiness; the chips flew far. The post was cut almost through before his bullet came. In falling he clutched the weakened obstruction, and the two came down together. The gun was free to pass, and it passed, each cannoneer and driver looking once at John Agnor, lying dead with a steady face.
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