Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1912-03-31

Gov. Harris of his staff to lead Ten
nessee regiment; and after a brief con-
ference with Breckenridge, whom he
loved and admired. that officer followed
by his staff, appealed to the soldiers. As
he encountered them with his fine voice
and manly bearing Gen. Johnston rode
out in front and slowly down the line
His hat was off. His sword rested in
its scabb bard In his right hand he held
little tin cup, the memorial Of an in
cident that had occurred earlier in the
day. Passing through a captured camp
he had taken this toy. saying: LET this
be my share of the spoils today 1t was
this plaything which holding it between
two fingers. he employed more effectively
IN his natural and simple gesticulation
IMAM most men could have used As "A
sword. His presence was full of inspira-
ton He sat on his thoroughbred BAY
F1re-eater. with easy command. His
voice was persuasive. encouraging and
compelling His words We're few: he
said: Men, they are stubborn: we
must use the bayonet.'
When he reached the center OF the
line he turned. II will lead you he
cried, and moved toward the enemy
The line was already thrilling and trem-
bling with that irresistible ardor which
in battle decides the day. With a mighty
shout Bowen's and Stathams brigades
moved forward at a charge A sheet of
flame and mighty roar burst from the
Federal stronghold. The Confederate
line withered; but there was not an in
stants pause The crest was gained.
The enemy were in flight.
Gen. Johnston had passed through the
ordeal seemingly unhurt. His horse was
shot in four places; his clothes were
pierced by missiles: his boot-sole was cut
and torn by mimic, but If he himself
received IA
not know 1t. At this moment Gov. Harris
rode up from the right. After few
words, Gen. Johnston sent him with an
order to Col. Statham, after delivering
which he speedily returned In the mean
time, knots and groups of Federal soldiers
kept UP desutory fire as they retreated
upon their supports. and their last line.
now yielding. delivered volley after vol
ley as they sullenly retired.
By the chance of war a mimic ba IL
from one of these did its fatal work As
he sat there after his wound, Capt Wick
ham says that Col. O'Harra of his staff
rode up. and Gen. Johnston said to him,
We must go to the left, where the firing
is heaviest" and then gave him an order,
which O'Harra rode off to obey. Gov.
Harris returned. and finding him very
pale, asked him: General, are you
wounded" He answered in a very DELHI
crate and emphatic tone: YES and, I
fear. seriously" They were his last
words.
Harris and Wickham led his horse back
under cover of the hill and lifted him
from it. They searched at random for the
wound, which had cut an artery in his
leg; the blood flowed into his boot. When
his brother-in-law, Preston, lifted his
head and addressed him with passionate
grief he smiled family, but uttered no
word. His life raDidly ebbed away and in
few minutes he was dead.
Gov. Harris and others of Gen John
stons staff promptly informed Gen.
Beauregard Of his death. and Gen. Beau
regard assumed command, remaining at
Shiloh Church, awaiting the issue of
events
Up to the moment of the death of the
commander-in-chief,i in spite of the dis