Hardee, our old corps commander, whom we had followed for nearly four years, and whom we had loved and respected from the beginning, has left us.

Kirby Smith has resigned and gone home.
The spirit of our good and honored Leonidas Polk is in heaven, and his body lies yonder on the Kennesaw line.

General Breckinridge and other generals resigned.

I lay down my pen; I can write no more; my heart is too full.

Reader, this is the saddest chapter I ever wrote.
But now, after twenty years, I can see where General Joseph E.Johnston made many blunders in not attacking Sherman's line at some point.
He was better on the defensive than the aggressive, and hence, _bis peccare in bello non licet_.
GENERAL HOOD TAKES COMMAND It came like a flash of lightning, staggering and blinding every one.
It was like applying a lighted match to an immense magazine.