Later in the war, while occupying the country between the Tennessee and the Mississippi, I learned that the panic in the Confederate lines had not differed much from that within our own.

Some of the country people estimated the stragglers from Johnston's army as high as 20,000.

Of course this was an exaggeration.
The situation at the close of Sunday was as follows: along the top of the bluff just south of the log-house which stood at Pittsburg landing, Colonel J.D.Webster, of my staff, had arranged twenty or more pieces of artillery facing south or up the river.

This line of artillery was on the crest of a hill overlooking a deep ravine opening into the Tennessee.

Hurlbut with his division intact was on the right of this artillery, extending west and possibly a little north.