tly into battle.
When I went upon the ground I heard that Colonel Hampton and Johnson were both killed, but afterwards I met Colonel Hampton riding from the field, few steps further still, and there lay the helpless form of my late friend, Col. Johnson.
Others there were — aged men, whose gray hairs proclaimed them sixty and mtownsmen, Col. Buist and Capt. Tupper, who were with him when he fell.
Of Col. Johnson, the career was short and brilliant.
The Legion arrived in the night, and ist unfit for service, it was thrown into the very thickest of the fight, and Col. Johnson fell, with Col. Hampton, on the spot upon which their columns had been planton was shot down.
Without his further orders they were confused.
Thus, Lieut.-Col. Johnson had fallen, and Capt. Conner, of the Washington Light Infantry, senior cwater; when starting back, he met a party of the flying enemy, who shot him. Col. Johnson fell the instant he entered into battle.
They marched down to take position