I am confident that all the prisoners were under guard by General Sherman's troops.
Everything being secure, the staff-officers, all of whom had been busily engaged, scattered to compare notes and enjoy the victory.
I found my way onboard the Tigress, where every one was greatly excited, and in high feather regarding our victory, the biggest thing since Donelson.

I also obtained some food and small comforts for a few rebel officers, including young Johnston, Wolfe, and the Colonel Deshler already mentioned.

Then hunted up General Sherman, whom I found sitting on a cracker-boa in the white house already mentioned, near where the white flag first appeared.

Garland was with him, and slept with him that night, while the rest of us laid around wherever we could.

It was a gloomy, bloody house, and suggestive of war.