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, 5th Tenn, do; Major Henry, do; Capt Sutherland, killed; M V Morris, 13th Tenn, wounded; Lieutenants Rice and Dyer, do; General Wood, reported killed; Jimmy McMannus, wounded slightly; Capt Chairs, 154 killed; J H McConly, do; wounded; E W Bradford, 155th Tenn, do; Leroy Reese, do, do; Fred Wekell, 154th, (B C Grays,) in the month; R F Maclay, 4th La, wounded; R H Wella, 3d Miss, do; J H Maye, 12th Tenn, do; Peter Duffee, 8th Ark, do; Jacob Oldham, 4th La, do; Guy Bridges, do; a Green, do; Wm Smith, 4th La., wounded; Lt Miller and younger brother, La. regiment, wounded; Col Kit Williams, killed;.--Kirkpatrick, Marshall county, Miss., wounded; John Jones, 13th Tenn., wounded; Capt Johns, 6th Tenn. killed; Gen Hindman, shell exploded in horse, and wounded by concussion; P Lawler, 4th La, wounded; James McDonald, 4th La., wounded; D J Robchaux, 4th La, wounded; A J Thompson, 4th La., wounded; J P Muse, 4th La, wounded; T J Andrews, 4th La, wounded; Lieut-Col Tyler, 4th Lt, wounded;--Gris
never blanched in danger, and his chest contrasted in agony. He had received a horrible wound in the thigh. Gen. grant it be not mortal. They are in the hall of grapes and musketry, which had brindled our left wing before reinforcement. Col. Smith a regiment in almost decimated, but cross like the air ever their wounded and dying at each belch of the vandal's cannon. Stephens's and Douglas's regiments are on the left, obeying the order of our gallant, great, but unpretending "Frank--"Drive them into " In this charge Capt. Rogers fell wounded, and poor John, of the gallant 6th, paid the plane of liberty. Alas! Alas! for these regiments! Like Bares's and Smith's, they are completely riddled; and though they have forced the enemy from his position, they cannot long stand against overwhelming numbers. Bark! what shout is that in our rear?--Whence those martial orders, from officer to officer? Halt! Halt! Dress! Forward, march! Breckinridge, far as t