I wandered all over the field yesterday. The scene was a terrible one. The almost countless little hillocks of fresh turned earth told the cost of the victory. The great heaps here and there show how hard the Rebels fought and how great was their loss. Gen. Johnson's grave is on the brow of a ravine, and is surrounded by a neat fence. Whenever a body could be recognized, the grave was properly marked by a board placed at the head on which was roughly carved the name and number of the regiment of the dead sleeper. On a beech tree I found the name, number of regiment, and a Masonic emblem, neatly engraved, showing that a friend and brother had paid the last tribute due to the dead soldier whose body laid at its foot.
|Major General Don Carlos Buell, commander of the Army of the Ohio|
Pass bearer, Mr. C.E. Bliven, to Gen. Wood's Head Quarters.
By order of Maj. Gen. Buell, Chas. L. Fitzhugh, A.D.C.