Ashtabula Weekly Telegraph

The army correspondent of the Dubuque Herald has some particulars of the death of Gen. Lyon, which we have not seen in any other paper:

Soon after the fight commenced, Gen. Lyon saw how fearfully the enemy outnumbered him, and he gave up the day as lost. From that time he seemed utterly regardless of life, and in fact seemed scarcely conscious of anything. A ball struck him in the leg, to which he paid no attention, and soon after another struck him in the head, inflicting a severe flesh wound. He bled freely, but refused to move out of the line of fire. The Iowa regiment were occupying the brow of the hill to the right of the battery, and were exposed to a galling fire from the woods in front. Gen. Lyon stood calmly a few steps in rear of the colored company, bareheaded, with balls hailing around him in frightful quantities. "If some one will lead us, we will clear that woods with the bayonet." "I will lead you!" says he, and at that instant a ball entered his breast, passing almost through. He grew weaker, and his last words were, "Forward, My Brave Men," in a dozen seconds after being struck by the last ball.