GENERAL MORGAN SURPRISED--CONFUSION IN THE CAMPS--THE GENERAL, MISSING -- UNCERTAINTY REGARDING HIS FATE-- RETREAT ON THE JONESBORO ROAD--CAPTAIN MCAFEE, UNDER A FLAG OF TRUCE, FINDS THE GENERAL'S DEAD BODY IN GREENVILLE.
AT about 6 o'clock on Sunday morning Giltner's little military family sat down to an elaborate breakfast, generously served by the sympathetic hostess. While leisurely eating and discussing the probable events of the day, anathematizing the rain and gloomy weather and commiserating the uncomfortable situation of the troops in camps, we heard firing across the country in the direction of Bradford's Tennesseans. We were not much startled--a soldier being accustomed to hearing firing at unexpected times and places. We thought Bradford's men were firing off their wet guns. That delusion, however, was soon dispelled, as the firing increased in volume and seemed to be nearing Greenville. We anxiously turned our eyes toward the town, expecting the arrival of a staff officer with orders. Again there was a furious volley, evidently at Greenville. Still no orders. Colonel Giltner then assumed the responsibility of ordering the bugle to sound "boots and saddles," and then awaited orders. None came. Alas! we did not know. General Morgan had issued his last order. The inquiry went along the waiting column: "What can be the matter?" "Why do we not receive orders?" The suspense was indescribably trying. Finally Colonel Giltner quietly remarked to his officers, "Gentlemen, orders or no orders, I am going to double-quick my brigade to Greenville." We had scarcely begun the movement when a breathless soldier dashed up to the colonel and delivered a verbal order, emanating from--he did not know whom, that we were to march quickly to Greenville. This order was irregular and under ordinary circumstances would not be obeyed--a verbal