There was a young fellow with him who was wounded also, when Strong found them.

He belonged to our First Division, and recognized General McPherson, and stood by him until Major Strong came up.

He was in the ambulance with the body of McPherson when they stopped by us.
"It seems that when the fight opened away back in the rear where we had been, and at the left of the Sixteenth Corps which was almost directly in the rear of the Seventeenth Corps, McPherson sent his staff and orderlies with various orders to different parts of the line, and started himself to ride over from the Seventeenth Corps to the Sixteenth Corps, taking exactly the same course our Regiment had, perhaps an hour before, but the Rebels had discovered there was a gap between the Sixteenth and Seventeenth Corps, and meeting no opposition to their advances in this strip of woods, where they were hidden from view, they had marched right along down in the rear, and with their line at right angles with the line of works occupied by the left of the Seventeenth Corps; they were thus parallel and close to the little road McPherson had taken, and probably he rode right into them and was killed before he realized the true situation.
"Having piled our knapsacks, and left a couple of our older men, who were played out with the heat and most ready to drop with sunstroke, to guard them, we started on again.

The ambulance with the corpse of Gen.
McPherson moved off towards the right of the Army, which was the last we ever saw of that brave and handsome soldier.
"We bore off a little to the right of a large open field on top of a high hill where one of our batteries was pounding away at a tremendous rate.
We came up to the main line of works just about at the left of the Fifteenth Corps.

They seemed to be having an easy time of it just then -- no fighting going on in their front, except occasional shots from some heavy guns on the main line of Rebel works around the City.