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his side a minute after, to find General Hill holding' the head and shouldersof the wounded chief. Cutting open the coat-sleeve from wrist to shoulder,I found the wound in the upper arm, and with my handkerchief I hound thearm above the wound to stem the flow of blood. Couriers were sent for Dr.Hunter McGuire, the surgeon of the corps and the general’s trusted friend?and for an ambulance. Being outside of our lines, it was urgent that heshould be moved at once. With difficulty litter-bearers wore brought from theline near by, and the general was placed upon the litter and carefully raised
to the shoulder, I myself bearing onecorner. A moment after, artillery fromthe Federal side was opened upon us?great broadsides thundered over thewoods; hissing shells searched the darkthickets through, and shrapnels sweptthe road along which we moved. TW>or three steps farther, and the litter-bearer at my side was struck and fell?but, as the litter turned, Major WatkinsLeigh, of Hill’s staff, happily caught h-But the fright of the men was so greatthat we were obliged to lay the litterand its burden down upon the road-As the litter-bearers ran to the coverof the trees, I threw myself by the gen-eral’s side and held him firmly to th eground as he attempted to rise. Overus swept the rapid fire of shot andshell — grape-shot striking fire upo J1the flinty rock of the road all around us, and sweeping from their feelhorses and men of the artillery just moved to the front. Soon the firingveered to the other side of the road, and I sprang to my feet, assisted th egeneral to rise, passed my arm around him, and with the wounded mau’ sweight thrown heavily upon me, we forsook the road. Entering the woods?he sank to the ground from exhaustion, but the litter was soon brought, andagain rallying a few men, we essayed to carry him farther, when a secondbearer fell at my side. This time, with none to assist, the litter careened?and the general fell to the ground, with a groan of deep pain. Greatlyalarmed, I sprang to his head, and, lifting his head as a stray beam of ruoomlight came through clouds and leaves, he opened bis eyes and wearily said-“Never mind me, Captain, never mind me.” Raising him again to his fe e ^he was accosted by Brigadier-General Pender: “ Oh, General, I hope y 011are not seriously wounded. I will have to retire my troops to re-foi ' 111them, they are so much broken by this fire.” But Jackson , rallying k 1 ®strength, with firm voice said: “You must hold your ground, Genei' ilPender; you must hold your ground, sir!” and so uttered his last c oi&'mand on the field.
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BRIGADIER-GENERAL F. T. NICIIOLLS, C. 8. A.FROM A PHOTOGRAPH.