At the battle of Mine
Run, Adjutant Joseph Craig's horse was shot from under him just as
the regiment was going into action. Taking off the accoutrements, he
sent them to the rear, and supposed he had seen the last of the old
horse which had carried him over so many miles of the “sacred
soil;” but what was his surprise, next morning, to see the “big
bay” walking around in the rear of the regiment. He had been shot
by a musket-ball between the eyes, the bullet just penetrating the
frontal bone, but not entering. He was useless, however, for his
intellect, or instinct, seemed to have left him, and he could not be
guided by the rein, but would go wherever he chose, in spite of curb,
bit, or spur. A bullet from one of the men's Springfield rifles
ended his war record.
From History of the One Hundred and
Fifth Regiment of Pennsylvania Volunteers by Kate M. Scott
p.253-254
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