... To many it was in reality the stillness of death. Our army had won the field, and the troops were sleeping in the tents of the enemy. But it was a costly victory. Alas, for our gallant leader, General Albert Sidney Johnston ! He was sleeping the sleep that knows no waking until the morning of the resurrection. Death snatched the prize from his hand and tore the laurel wreath from his brow. Had he lived to follow u...