This brief encounter between a small Confederate unit, of which my Great Uncle Billy Matthis was a participant and the attacking Union Army (date unknown) unit was related to me by my older brother Harold Gravitt as he recalled Uncle Billy’s account of the event. No date was given but as Uncle Billy told it, he and the other members of his small unit spent a night drawing a Napoleon canon up Brushy Mountain only to fire it once at a charging union force. After they fired the old Napoleon they didn’t have enough time to reload it, so they just shoved it down the mountain killing more union soldiers than their own rifle fire had, thus giving them time to capture some yankees and retreat. Uncle Billy died before I was born so I never had an opportunity to meet this wonderful Confederate soldier. May He Rest In Peace.