rve, and the artillery was distributed between the first and second lines.
The front was commanded by Gen. Hardee the centre by Gen. Bragg, and the rear by Gen. Folk Johnston and Beauregard being with the latter.
Saturday night our troops lay upon their arms almost within sight of the enemy, eager, hopeful and determined.
T undergo a change, which made him firm as a rock, and, with a wild yell, the command rushed forward and drove the enemy from his position.
At half-past 2, Gen. Johnston, the Commander-in-Chief, fell.
He also was leading a charge upon the third camp of the enemy.--Gov. Harris, of Tennessee, one of his aids, had left him a few dly hurt?" was the inquiry.
"Yes, Governor, I think this as a mortal wound," at the same time pointing to his leg. Gov. Harris immediately dismounted assisted Gen. Johnston from his horse, and there upon the ground, amid the roar of artillery and the cheers of his victorious army, the great commander quietly breathed his last.