Their cannon seemed to be getting the best of ours in every fight.

The cannons of both armies were belching and bellowing at each other, and the pickets were going it like wood choppers, in earnest.
We were entrenched behind strong fortifications.

Our rations were cooked and brought to us regularly, and the spirits of the army were in good condition.
We continued to change position, and build new breastworks every night.
One-third of the army had to keep awake in the trenches, while the other two-thirds slept.

But everything was so systematized, that we did not feel the fatigue.
PINE MOUNTAIN--DEATH OF GENERAL LEONIDAS POLK General Leonidas Polk, our old leader, whom we had followed all through that long war, had gone forward with some of his staff to the top of Pine Mountain, to reconnoiter, as far as was practicable, the position of the enemy in our front.

While looking at them with his field glass, a solid shot from the Federal guns struck him on his left breast, passing through his body and through his heart.