and johnston says, yes, i fear seriously, and that will be the last conscious thought from albert sidney johnston. so harris, assisted by another staff officer, brought johnston down into the ravine here, got him off his horse, laid him up against a tree, ripped open his coat, his shirt, looking for a wound. of course, they're imagining something up in the, you know, vital part of the body. from the backside around -- had entered just below his right knee into the top of the calf and clipped open a primary artery. he had a bleeder. hadn't done much damage to the leg itself in the sense it hadn't shattered the bone or anything. he was wearing high boots. that would have hidden the wound. he was unconscious. they tried to prime him to consciousness with a little alcohol. it seemed to run right out of his mouth. the final scene is very tragic, kind of shakespearean. he's in the arms of his brother-in-law. johnston, do you know me? johnston, do you know me? but he's gone. johnston had bled to death in a very short time. probably wounded somewhere around 2:00. dead somewhere between 2:30 and 2:45 from