On the morning of the second day’s fighting, the officers of one of our gun-boats saw a soldier on the river-bank on our extreme left, assisting another soldier who was severely wounded.  A yawl was sent to bring away the wounded man and his companion.  As it touched the side of the gun-boat on its return, the uninjured soldier asked to be sent back to land, that he might have further part in the battle.  “I have,” said he, “been taking care of this man, who is my neighbor at home.  He was wounded yesterday morning, and I have been by his side ever since.  Neither of us has eaten any thing for thirty hours, but, if you will take good care of him, I will not stop now for myself.  I want to get into the battle again at once.”  The man’s request was complied with.  I regret my inability to give his name.

A drummer-boy of the Fifteenth Iowa Infantry was wounded five times during the first day’s battle, but insisted upon going out on the second day.  He had hardly started before he fainted from loss of blood, and was left to recover and crawl back to the camp.

Colonel Sweeney, of the Fifty-second Illinois Infantry, who lost an arm in Mexico and was wounded in the leg at Wilson Creek, received a wound in his arm on the first day of the battle.  He kept his saddle, though he was unable to use his arm, and went to the hospital after the battle was over.  When I saw him he was venting his indignation at the Rebels, because they had not wounded him in the stump of his amputated arm, instead of the locality which gave him so much inconvenience.  It was this officer’s fortune to be wounded on nearly every occasion when he went into battle.

During the battle, Dr. Cornyn, surgeon of Major Cavender’s battalion of Missouri Artillery, saw a section of a battery whose commander had been killed.  The doctor at once removed the surgeon’s badge from his hat and the sash from his waist, and took command of the guns.  He placed them in position, and for several hours managed them with good effect.  He was twice wounded, though not severely.  “I was determined they should not kill or capture me as a surgeon when I had charge of that artillery,” said the doctor afterward, “and so removed every thing that marked my rank.”

The Rebels made some very desperate charges against our artillery, and lost heavily in each attack.  Once they actually laid their hands on the muzzles of two guns in Captain Stone’s battery, but were unable to capture them.

General Hurlbut stated that his division fought all day on Sunday with heavy loss, but only one regiment broke.  When he entered the battle on Monday morning, the Third Iowa Infantry was commanded by a first-lieutenant, all the field officers and captains having been disabled or captured.  Several regiments were commanded by captains.

Colonel McHenry, of the Seventeenth Kentucky, said his regiment fought a Kentucky regiment which was raised in the county where his own was organized.  The fight was very fierce.  The men frequently called out from one to another, using taunting epithets.  Two brothers recognized each other at the same moment, and came to a tree midway between the lines, where they conversed for several minutes.