Twice he had been wounded, and the last time of the mortal hurt which ended his life three days after the battle.

More than one of Harry's informants described the action to the poor lad,--the passage of the river, the long line of advance through the wilderness, the firing in front, the vain struggle of the men to advance, and the artillery to clear the way of the enemy; then the ambushed fire from behind every bush and tree, and the murderous fusillade, by which at least half of the expeditionary force had been shot down.

But not all the General's suite were killed, Harry heard.

One of his aides-de-camp, a Virginian gentleman, was ill of fever and exhaustion at Dunbar's camp.
One of them--but which?
To the camp Harry hurried, and reached it at length.

It was George Washington Harry found stretched in a tent there, and not his brother.