sions confronted in an embodied form the last position that remained between them and the deep, broad waters of the Tennessee.
The superior officers present, howbeit, collected the men immediately around them, of whatsoever corps.
Tired, hungry and exhausted as were the Confederates, nevertheless a number of determined separate efforts were made by them during the remaining hour of daylight to wrench their last foothold from their elsewhere beaten adversary.
But meanwhile, at 5 P. M., Ammen's Brigade of Nelson's Division had been thrown across the river and established by Buell as a support of Webster's powerful battery; and the Federals, like a rat brought to bay in a corner from which there is no escape, fought with all the desperation of that animal under similar circumstances, knowing, moreover, that night with its shield of darkness and ample succor were close at hand.
The character of these last assaults on the part of the Confederates, and their fruitless results, wi