of steamers to Savannah
, for Gen. Crittenden
's, his 2d division, while he landed to take part in the fray.
, starting at 1:30, arrived at 5 P. M. opposite the Landing
with his leading (Col. Ammen
's) brigade, which was immediately crossed and formed in line, under a fire of Rebel artillery, on the right of Webster
's men were just able to put in an appearance before dark, firing a few volleys and repulsing a Rebel charge on their guns at 61 1/2 P. M., when the enemy desisted and withdrew.
By 7, the whole division was over, and soon in position; lying down on their arms, under orders from Buell
to advance and attack at early daylight; which were implicitly obeyed.
's division reached Savannah
at nightfall of Sunday, and was forwarded by steamboats directly to the Landing
; where it was rapidly debarked and formed on the right of Nelson
's next division, Gen. A. McD
, was 12 miles from Savannah
when it received orders, which it made haste to obey, arriving at Savannah
at 7 to 8 P. M.; but, finding there no boats ready for its service, McCook
routed up the captains of the boats lying at the dock, and embarked Rousseau
's brigade, with which he reached the Landing
at 5 1/2 A. M.; his other brigades, Cols. Gibson
, arriving some time later, on boats which had been pressed into service as they successively reached Savannah
The residue of Buell
's army was too far behind on the Columbia
road to be even hoped for. Two brigades of Wood
's division arrived, however, just at the close of the battle.
The fighting reopened alone the whole line at daylight of the 7th, and under conditions bravely altered from those of the day preceding.
The arrival of part of Buell
's and all Lew. Wallace
's commands had brought to the field not less than 25,000 troops; fresh, so far as fighting was concerned, for this day's action; while Beauregard
, whose men, throughout the 6th, had been on foot 16 hours, and fighting most of the time had barely 3,000 left of his reserve where — with to match them.
His force had been fearfully reduced by the casualties of battle, and scarcely less by skulking, or scattering in quest of plunder — faults common to all raw troops, but of which he complains in his report as though they were novel and amazing.1
He had hitherto been buoyed up, or at least had buoyed up the spirits of his soldiers, by expectations and assurances that Gens. Price
and Van Dorn
, with some 30,000 men from across the Mississippi
, were close at hand, and would reach him in time for this day's battle.
But they did not come, and Buell
did. The hot fire of musketry and artillery poured in upon