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    T h e

     D i a r y of

     a

     L i n e O ff i c e r

    BY

    CAPTAIN

     AUGUSTUS C. B RO WN ,

    Co m p a n y H, Fourth Ne w Yor k Heav y Artillery.

    Th e following pag es are a n  elaboration  of a  daily record

    kept at the time,

     of m y

     perjojaakjijperiences during the m o r e

    active part of the  c a m p a i g n   01  the A r m y  of the  P o t o m a c  j

    dmiiig, tliM

      ymva.

     10Q1,

     a n d

     in the perusal

      of

     it the reader

    should bear

     in

     mi nd , as explanatory

     of

     the lack of continuity

    in the narrative a n d of  indefiniteness or erroneousness of state

    me nt as to

     times,

     places

     a n d

     the m o v e m e n t s

     of

     troops, that

     a

    line officer in c o m m a n d

     of a

     single c o m p a n y in

     a n y

     branch

     of

    the

     service,

     w a s seldom inform ed at the time as to the plan

     of

    a campaign,

     or

     even

      as to the

     specific dispositions

     of the

    various forces intended

      to

     participate

      a n d

     co-operate

     in a

    single engagement.

      Hi s

     duty w a s simply

     to

     ob ey orders,

    often very general

      a n d

     not infrequently quite unintelligible,

    and  a s h e  w a s expected to m o v e   in  the night ti me as well  as

    in the

     d a y

     time,

     a n d

     frequently

     in a

     country with whic h

     h e

    w a s not familiar, it  can surprise

     n o

     one that his ideas

     of

     time,

    of distance

     a n d of

     locality w e r e often quite n eb ulous.

    7/

    FORT MARCY,

     VA.,

     SATURDAY, MARCH 26TH, 1864.

    \

    I

      w a s

     suddenly aw ak en ed at

      5

      o'clock this m o r n i n g

      b y

    Capt.

     M c K e e l of C o m p a n y " A , "

     w h o

     ru sh ed frantically into

    m y quarters with the intelligence that

      the

     regiment

      h a d r e-

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    ceived "m ar ch in g orders," an d w a s immedia tely to join the

    A r m y of the Potomac . M c K e e l appeared to be in great glee ;

    declared that he ha d long be en "spoiling for a fight"; that

    n o w the gr an d object of his military existence w a s to be at

    tained, an d that it wo ul d never b e recorded of h i m that he had

    fough t three years for his country without seeing an e n e m y or

    firing a gu n. M u c h m o r e of a similar heroic strain w a s in

    dulged in b y the valiant J i m in the exu ber anc e of his spirits

    wh ic h I do not recall, o wi n g pro babl y to the fact that I did

    not mys el f receive the n e w s as enthusiastically as was, perh aps,

    be co mi ng in an officer so far a w a y fr o m the front. Indeed I

    m a y frankly say that just at that m o m e n t no order could h av e

    been m o r e unexpe cted or undesirable to mys elf, for, forgetful

    of the proverbial mutability of h u m a n affairs, and particularly

    of military

     affairs,

     I had just completed for the officers of m y

    c o m p a n y a residence within the fort, w h e r e I had fondly

    ho pe d to spend the rem ain der of m y military life in co mf or t

    and security. Th e ho use itself w a s a model  o£  architectural

    beaut y considering the purpose s for w hi ch it w a s erected. Th e

    ma in building, intended for the c o m p a n y c o m m a n d e r , stood

    facing the c o m p a n y quarters just across the covered w a y

    leading u p f r o m the sally-porte. O n either ha nd , adjoining

    an d at right angles with this, the ends extending four or five

    feet to the

     front,

     stood the buildings designed for the Lieu

    tenants,

     while connecting

     these

     ends an d spanning the front of

    the Captain's

     quarters,

     w a s a delightful little ve randa, f r o m

    wh ic h the doors to the three buildings o pe ne d to the right,

    left and centre. Th u s constructed, the cottage w a s painted a

    light dr ab color, with da rk cornices and tr im mi ng s, while the

    white w i n d o w fra mes and vera nda posts and railings, an d three

    tiny red c hi mn ey s su rm ou nt in g the black, steep roofs, improved

    the general

     effect,

     an d rendered the wh ol e structure o ne of

    the prettiest little edifices for

     officers'

     quarters that it has been

    m y go od fortune to see.  Th e interior, too, w a s no less neat

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    an d appropriate. Ea c h apar tmen t, separate an d distinct f r o m

    the

     others,

     w a s divided into t w o   r o o m s, the floors of wh ic h

    w e r e laid with na rr ow ma tc he d pine highly polished, an d the

    walls an d ceilings w e r e d on e in the best style of ha rd fin ish

    plaster.

      In short the officers'quarters of Fo rt M a r c y we r e

    universally a ck no wl ed ge d to b e the m o s t attractive of anyt hing

    of the kind in the "Defen ceso f Wash in gt on ."

    It

     will,

     therefore, hardly be wo nd er e d

     at,

     that the order to

    m a r c h w a s w e l c o m e d b y the Co m m a n d e r of Co m p a n y H.,

    Fo ur th N . Y. He a v y Artillery, abo ut as joyfully as a m or ta r

    shell is received in a comfortable "Gop he r- ho le ," an d that he

    looked u p o n the m o v e m e n t as an ar hi tary exercise o f a little

    brief authority on the part of the Gov e r n m e n t , and an un wa r

    ranted invasion of personal an d proprietary rights.  Receiving

    the intelligence, however, wi th a dont-care-a darn-itive c o m

    posure, I ventured to e x p r e s s l y dou bt of the veracity of .the

    gallant M c K e e l , as if the n e w s w er e too go od to be true, and

    in fact I had strong gr ou nd s for hopi ng that I mi gh t   IMJ  the

    victim of an innocent joke, inas much as J i m , being  "Offi

    cer of the Da y ," and so supposed to be u p and a w a k e all

    night,

     mi gh t reasonably b e suspected of being o n a reconnais-

    ance for refreshments at that early ho ur , particularly as he

    k n e w the fact that a do zen of the "critter" w a s at that m o

    m e n t concealed beneath m y bed, intended to d o du ty at a

    "h ous e w a r m i n g " appointed for the ensuing evening, in ac

    cordance with the ancient an d time ho nor ed cu st om in all well'

    regulated military organizations. Bu t, alas, the

     fatal

     order ,

    duly recorded in the Po s ^ Or d e r Bo o k , soon exploded this

    theory and put to light  he last remai ning ho pe , and casting

    on e long, lingering look u p o n a pillow an d a pair of s n o w y

    sheets just received fr om h o m e , I arose an d m a d e a hasty b ut

    melanchol y toilet. M c K e e l in the me an t im e entertained m e

    with the enchanting strains of " W h o wo ul d not be a Soldier,"

    and other inspiring and patriotic  airs, until I "spi ked hi«

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    piece" with on e of the bottles referred to, and with wh ic h I

    be gge d hi m to celebrate the auspicious occasion, and placing

    the other eleven bottles in line u p o n the w i n d o w sill, I m a d e

    m y first "cha rge u po n the e n e m y ," b y deliberately kno cki ng

    off their heads and pitching their lifeless re ma in s over the

    parapet, a proceeding, b y the w a y , wh ic h J i m characterized

    as " a reckless waste of the blessings of Prov id en ce."

    Summoning Sergeant Theben, I directed that the com

    p a n y p ac k u p an d send off all superfluous ba gg ag e and

    effects,

      an d b e ready to m a r c h at da y light the

    next morning, and having packed m y o w n knap

    sack, I sauntered over to Capt. Mc Ke el 's quarters

    w h e r e m o s t of the officers of the post we r e already assemb led.

    He r e there see me d to be a great diversity of opinion as to the

    true intent an d m e a n in g of the m o v e m e n t , each officer hav ing

    his individual theory, but all expressing a decided appr ehen

    sion that

     it

     m e a n t

     Infantry

     instead of

      Artillery

     ield ervice.

    A deputation to Headq uart ers at F ort Eth a n Allen gained but

    little information, except that it w a s ru m o r e d there that w e

    w e r e to report to the Chief of Artillery of Th e A r m y of the

    Pot om ac ; that Col.

     Tidball,

     our

     Colonel,

     w a s to take c o m m a n d

    of the Artillery Briga de of the Ssco nd Corp s, an d that the

    regiment w a s to hav e a Siege Train.

      This,

     thoug h very un

    satisfactory, w a s at

     least

     plausible, and with ho pe s for the best

    w e spent the day in writing letters, packi ng u p , sending off

    the sick to Wa s h i n g t o n, issuing rations and shelter tents and

    generally preparing to m o v e .

    SUNDAY, MARCH 27t h.

    A t 7 o'clock this mo rning, being relieved b y the 3 d Penn

    sylvania Artillery, a Ge r m a n regiment, the c o m p a n y w a s

    fo r me d for the last time on the parade gr ou nd in front of the

    old barracks, an d one hu ndr ed and eighty-two m e n answ ered

    to their na m e s at roll

     call.

      Filing slowly out of the little fort

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    w h i c h w e ha d

     built,

     an d had garrisoned for nearly t w o years,

    w e fo rme d with Co's. A a nd

     I,

     and marc hed to Fort Etha n

    Allen, wh e r e w e fo und the other compani es of the regi ment just

    falling into line. Afte r the usual delays w e too k u p the line

    of m a r c h about nine o'clock for Alexandria, w h e r e w e fo un d a

    train of cars awaiting

     us,

     and arrived at Br a n d y Station al>out

    ten o'clock that night. He r e w e had ou r irst  xperience with

    shelter tents, wh ic h w e pitched near the depot, and in an in

    credibly short

     time,

     notwithstanding the state of the weather,

    wh ic h w a s decidedly cold an d unpleasant, "sleep an d oblivion

    reigned ov er all."

    Br a n d y Station, as w e sa w

      it,

     presented but f e w induce

    me n ts for p er ma ne nt residence. A f e w tents, sheds an d di

    lapidated old buildings standing in the mid st of a rolling prairie

    an d immediately surrounded by acres of boxes,

     bags,

     bales,

    barrels an d in num era ble other a r m y stores, com pri sed all the

    natural or architectural beauties of the place, but, being then

    the terminu s of the railroad, the wh ol e Arr a y of the Po t o m a c

    d r e w

     its

     supplies f r o m this

     point.

      Sho uld the track be relaid

    to Culpep per , ho we ve r, in t w o da ys time no passing travel

    er w ou ld be able to locate the ancient site of Br a n d y Station.

    MONDAY MARCH 28TH.

    We a t h e r cool but pleasant. O n wa ki n g this mo rn i ng 1

    fo un d mysel f decidedly

     stiff,

     sore an d  lame, and to add to m y

    discomfort I discovered that the high-top hoots I ha d w o r n

    the da y before, wh ic h I procured

     at

     Harrisburg, Pa., just before

    the battle at Getty sbu rg, an d of wh ic h I had hop ed better

    things,

     abusing the confidence a n d feet reposed in th em , ha d

    superi nduced several large blisters, and m a d e nad inroads u p o n

    the flesh. De e m i n g it inadvisable to attempt another m a r c h

    u p o n the s a m e footing, I determined to call for volunteers to

    furnish m e a pair of a r m y shoes, an d in less than five mi nu te s

    after the call had been m a d e I w a s intrenched behind a pile of

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    " Gov e r n m e n t s " large en ou gh to stock a moder ate sized Chat

    h a m St. ' 'Empo ri um ," while

     the

     gene rou s o w n e r of each partic

    ular pair stood without the intrenchments, extolling the pecu

    liar excellencies of his individual property. This unpreced

    ented liberality, howe ver , w a s not, I grieve to say, d u e so

    m u c h to the genero us impulses wh ic h are said at times to actu

    ate

     the unselfish heart,

     as it

     w a s

     to

     the unromantic

     fact

     that each

    m e m b e r of the regiment ha d been supplied with an extra pair

    of

     shoes,

     and one day's m ar c h had convinced h i m

     of

     the expedi

    enc y of reducing his imp edi men ta to the m i n i m u m . Selecting

    a pair belonging to Artificer Benedict

     of

     my  o w n c o m p a n y, a n d

    giving him

      credit therefor

     upon his clothin g account,  I con

    signed the offending boots to the tender mercies of the Qu ar-

    master's Dep a rt me nt for transportation, an d of course never

    sa w t h e m again. In the afternoon the regiment m o v e d ba ck

    nearly parallel with the railroad track ab ou t t w o

     miles,

     w h e r e

    it camped, each battalion b y itself, our battalion, the Secon d,

    having been ma rc h ed an d counter-marched several times b y

    Maj or Art hu r, until the Colonel arrived o n the fiel d an d in

    expressions m o r e forcible than elegant, indicated to the M a j o r

    the gr ound selected for each battalion. Th e rest of the

    da y w a s spent in arranging c o m p a n y streets  and erecting tents,

    and towards night w e had completed ou r

     irst

     egular c a m p .

    TUESDAY, M ARCH 29TH.

    It be ga n to rain this m o r n i n g abo ut daylight an d continued

    incessantly all da y, converting the c a m p into a sea of m u d an d

    nearly dr own in g us out. In fact m a n y of the officers a n d

    s o m e of the m e n took refuge in the c a m p of s o m e regular

    artillery stationed near us. He r e I m e t several officers of

    Col. Tidball's old regiment (2nd

     Regulars) ,

     and

     others,

     a m o n g

    w h o m w a s Capt. Ma ny di er , an d listened to s o m e marvelous

    tales of fo rm er "fields an d flood s" related b y a dashing y o u n g

    Lieutenant w ho s e n a m e I have forgotten, but w h o s e deeds

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    had eclipsed those of  Napole on at the Bridge of Areola, o r the

    participators in  the "Char ge   of the  Light Brigade."  Col .

    Tidball has reported to Ge n . Hu n t , chief of  artillery  of the

    A r m y

     o f

     the Poto mac ,

     b u t n o

      light

     is yet

     thrown

      on the

    question w h a t is to  be don e with the regiment.

    WEDNESDAY, M ARCH 30TH.

    The storm  has  abated so me wh at ,  b u t  everything looks

    d a m p an d  dismal.  T h e m e n   are emp loy ed drying out, a n d

    endeavoring  to   render themselves comfortable  a n d   m o r e

    secure  in   case   of   future floo ds  b y   ditching about their

    tents so  as to carry

     off

     the  water, while the

     officers

     gathered

    here a n d  there in little groups, anxiously discuss the  possi

    bilities of the future.

    THURSDAY, MARCH SlST.

    Still

     in

     c a m p near Br an dy Station

     a n d

     still

     n o

     intimation

      of

    w h a t

     is

     to bee ome

     of u s. Bu t t w o

     incidents worthy

     of

     note

    occurred to-day.  T h e  first  w a s  the spectacle presented  b y

    the C o m m a n d e r of Co . H , w h o  mi gh t have been seen pass

    ing d o w n the co m p a n y street with  a   loaf  of  soft bread  in

    one hand a n d a  piece  of r a w  salt pork   in the  other, dining

    as he

     went,

     a n d  here  I  will honestly record   the  fact, th ou gh

    I k n o w

      I a m

      kicking against

      the

     pricks

      of

     public preju

    dice, that  of  all  the  su mp tuo us dinners which   I  have   dmte

    or which have done m e , I  hold n on e  in  m o r e pleasing r e m e m

    brance than

     the on e

     above spoken

      of,

     composed

      of

     a r m y

    bread,

     r a w

     pork and

     a

     goo d appetite.

      T h e

      other noticeable

    fact w a s  the Dress Parade, the

     irst

     ince  w e  left  Wash ingt on,

    and wh ic h passed off very creditably considering all the cir-

    cumstances.

    F R I D A Y ,

     A P R I L

     1ST .

    W e received orders this mo rn in g  to  join   the  Artillery

    Brigade

      of the

     Second Corps,

     a n d

     so, breaking c a m p ,

     w e

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    marc he d thr oug h devious w a y s to a point near a little

    settlement called Stevensburg. A s the well fil led

    ranks of the regimen t w o u n d along across the plain,

    thr oug h the gullies a nd over the hills, w e w e r e frequently

    saluted by the old campa igner s near w h o s e c a m p s w e passed,

    with " W h a t division is that?"   " H o w are your heavy In

    fantry?"

      " Wh a t ' s the size of y ou r siege  g u n s ? "   " H o w are

    the fortifications?" and other equally pointed and

    aggravating interrogations, to all of wh ic h the m e n either

    turned a deaf ear or replied with be co mi ng emphasis.

    Rain c o m m e n c e d falling about the time w e had completed

    the irst  alf of the distance an d continued uninterruptedly

    during the rest of the day, rendering progress exceedingly

    toilsome and slow, an d to add to ou r discomfort, o n arriving at

    ou r destination and being kept standing and lying in the rain

    and m u d for so me

     time,

     the Colonel selected the side of a

    steep hill for our camp in g grou nd, in m y j ud gm e nt the very

    worst locality for su ch a pu rpos e in all that region. Bu t

    having long since learned obedience to

     orders,

     w e occupied the

    ground to the best advantage, satisfied that at least no wa ter

    wo ul d settle in our c o m p a n y

     streets.

      Immediat ely on locating

    the metes and bounds of the c o m p a n y c a mp , I gave the m e n

    liberty to put u p their

     tents at

     once,  or seek refuge for the

    night in the quarters of a ny acquaintances they m igh t find in

    regiments lying near

     us.

      M a n y of the m e n , therefore accepted

    the hospitalities of the 126 N. Y. Infantry whic h w a s c a m p e d

    on a hill across the ravine f r o m

     us,

     that regime nt ha ving been

    recruited main ly in the western part of the State w h e r e m y

    o w n c o m p a n y w a s originally organized, an d containing

    m a n y friends an d acquaintances of the boys.  Th e 126th had

    originally been c a m p e d in a grov e, but during the winter had

    cut a w a y the trees for fuel an d to stockade their winter quar

    ters, so that at .the  time w e sa w th em they wer e surrounded

    only b y a f e w stu mp s. Their habitations w er e, ho we ve r,

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    comparat ively luxurious, being built ab ou t six or eight

    feet square a nd four or

     i v e

     eet high, of logs nicely laid in

    mud- mortar, an d covered with t w o shelter tents fastened to

    gether. Th e y w e r e provided with

     i r e

     laces of the old out

    side,

     N e w Eng la nd pattern, with cracker boxe s an d barrels

    for ch im ne ys , an d with " b u n k s " of small parallel poles sup

    ported by posts driven into the gro u nd and covered with leaves

    an d a r m y blankets, usually occ up ying about half the interior

    and doing duty as

      beds,

     chairs a nd

     tables.

      I spent the night

    with Lieut. Lincoln of the|26th, w h o , being Adju ta nt of his

    regiment, ha d appropriated a wall tent an d w a s mo st comfort

    ably situated. He r e I m e t Col. Bull of the 120th, formerl y

    of Canand aig ua, with w h o m I had studied law, an d several of

    his officers, and spent a ve ry pleasant ev en in g chatting with

    th em . Th e Colonel evidently enjoyed the fact that the de

    fenders of Was hi ng to n ha d bee n ordered to the front, an d took

    great delight in rem ind ing m e that he ha d prophesi ed as

    m u c h some time before w h e n w e had m e t at the Capital.

    O n e little incident occurred to-day whi ch p ut m e out of all

    conceit touching m y ability entirely to control the m e n of m y

    c o m m a n d as to " w h a t they should eat or wh at they should

    drink or wh er e withal they should be clothed." N o w it has

    heretofore been m y pride and boast that the pre em ien ce of

    Co.

     H in

     drill,

     discipline a nd all the military virtues, w a s

    o w i n g principally to the fact that wh is ke y w a s not allowed in

    the c o m p a n y , except on ver y rare state occasions or after un

    usual

     fatigue,

     and  never without my knowUdye.  F a n c y m y

    feelings then, as w e halted at the foot of the hill waiting for

    the Colonel to locate our position, w h e n I asked

     Sergt.

     Lincoln

    if he " h a d anyth ing in his canteen," me a n i n g thereby to in-

    quire for water, for m y o w n canteen had given out o n the

    road, an d he with a pr o mp t " Ye s sir," hande d it to m e and I

    took a swallow that wo ul d hav e do n e credit

     to

     a

     sluice-way,

     and

    discovered too late that I had taken an overdose of the vilest

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    '

     'commissary'' k n o w n to a r m y contractors.  T h e  effect  w a s

    instantaneous and

     apparent,

     and

     so

     embarrassed  m y  respiratory

    an d vocal

     powers,

     that  I failed  to  find language adequate  to

    convey  m y  astonishment, or  thanks, to the  Sergeant, w h o

    evidently congratulated himself that " n o  r e ma r ks w e re m a d e "

    as I  ha nd ed back the canteen without note  o r  c o m m e n t .  I

    shall,

     however,

     b e

     m o r e explicit in

     m y

     inquiries hereafter.

    SATURDAY, APRIL 2ND.

    This mo rni ng

     w e

     found the gro und covered with s n o w

     to

    the depth of abou t four inches and

     a

     s n o w storm still raging.

    We n t over to m y  co m p a n y c a m p and found everything in  the

    mo st cheerless possible condition.  T h e  field officers   of the

    regim ent have their tents up,

     b u t

     ind

     h e m little protection,

    th ou gh they strenuously en deavo r to get u p  a little  ire  n t w o

    or three c a m p stoves whi ch h av e been smu gg le d thus far,

     a n d

    whiskey

     is in

     great de ma nd .  A s  to the   m e n ,  their condition

    is

     truly

     deplorable,

     a n d  the sick

     list is

     very long this mo rn in g

    ow in g to the exposure  a n d   consequent suffering. Ha v i n g

    ascertained that no n e w  orders ha ve bee n received,  a n d  that

    mo st of m y o w n  c o m p a n y are quartered with  the  126th,  I

    returned to Lieut. Lincoln's tent a n d  accepted the invitation

    of Capt. a n d  Lieut. M u n s o n of the 126th. to spen d  the  night

    with th em . After I  had turned in  I w a s   aroused   b y  Capt.

    Piatt of the 126th, w h o , personating a r a w  recruit   w h o h a d

    enlisted with the promise of a  Captain's comm issi on as soon  as

    he ha d joined his regiment, w a s convulsing

     a

     party

     of

     officers

    in the hut, with the recital  of his  grievances   in not  getting

    the promi sed

     position.

      Capt. Piatt is  a   perfect mimi c, a n d

    would d o  credit  to a n y  stage as a

     irst

     lass come dian.

    SUNDAY, APRIL 3D,

    Th e sn o w storm abated so me wh at this mor nin g a n d I   took

    the opportunity to hav e

     m y

     "he adq uar ter s" pitched. Thes e

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    consist

     of  t w o " A "  tents fastened together end to end, the rear

    on e occupied

     b y a

     bed for Lieut. Ed m o n s t o n

     an d

     myself

     a n d

    the front on e for

     a bed

     for

     Lieut.

     Gleason. The se beds are very

    primitive

     structures,

     composed

     of

     small bo ug hs of pine covered

    with leaves

      a n d

     blankets,

     a n d a re

     kept

      in

     position,

     a n d the

    occupants prevented fr o m falling out

     of bed, b y

      sticks

     o r

    boards staked

      u p

      abo ut th e m like

     the

     sides

     of a box .

    Ha v i n g d u g a  trench around   the  outside   of the  tents, a n d

    built

     a m u d

     ire  lace in the corner

     of the

      front ro om ,

      w e

    fla ttered ourselves that w e  were secure against   the  elements,

    but a  rain storm co m in g on , w e  fi nd that "all is vanity," for

    the water co m e s through the canvas like

     a

     sieve an d puts

     o u t

    our

     ire,

     o

     w e g o to bed, and, dr aw in g

      o u r

     rubber blankets

    over our

     heads,

     take

     a

     quiet nap. M o s t of the co m p a n y hav

    ing returned

     to

     c a m p  a n d  put  u p  their  tents, they crawl into

    th em and shiver throug h it.

    MONDAY, APRIL 4TH.

    Th e storm still continues,

     a n d

     thoug h the

     m e n

      m a k e   spas

    mo di c efforts to render themselves m o r e comfortable b y  ditch

    ing a bout their little

     tents,

     it is

     about

      as

     m u c h

      as

      h u m a n

    nature will bear. Lieut. Gleason,

     w h o

     is not ver y strong

     at

    best,

     being

     a

     victim

     of

     rheumatism,

     is

     nearly d ro wn ed

      in his

    blankets,

     a n d

     looks very m u c h

      as if he'd

     "like

     to see his

    mo th er ," while Lieut. Edm o ns t o n

     a n d I

     divide ou r tim e

     be

    tween o u r  " b u n k "   in  about   t w o  inches   of  water, a n d the

    Colonel's wall tent in about the sa m e depth of m u d .

    MONDAY, APRIL l lTH.

    Not hin g of special interest has occurred since the 4th.

      W e

    are still ca m p e d

     o n

     the side hill near Stevens burg

      a n d the

    weather continues cold  a n d   rainy, while   the  term  " m o d "

    scarcely con ve ys a n  idea of the condition  of  the  soil.  T w o or

    three rations

     of

     wh is ke y have been issued to the

      m e n a n d , I

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    a m b o u n d to say und er the circumstances, with beneficial re

    sults.

      Lieut. Glea son   has  been discharged fr om the service

    on

     a

     surgeon's certificate

      of

      physical disability,

     an d if h e

    escapes with his life after the experience of the past ten

     days,

    he will

     d o  well.

      Second-Lieut. Clark,

     w h o

      assisted

     m e in

    recruiting,

      is

     assigned

     to m y

      c o m p a n y

      to

     fill

     his

     place.

    Wh e n e v e r the weather has permitted,

     w e

     have endeavored

     to

    pick  u p   som e knowledge   of   skirmish drill however

      dis

    tasteful that is to a n  artillery soldier.  W e   have also  h a d

    one

     o r t w o

     dress parades in "close c o l u m n

     b y

      battalion",

    the regimental line /being too long for o u r  parade gro un d  in

    the usual fo rm at io n/ */

    TUESDAY, APRIL 12TH.

    Th e only im pr ov em en t in our condition or  in the weat her to

    day,

     w a s the arrival of the pay mas ter to pa y us off to -m or ro w.

    Ther e are ru mo rs that the regime nt is to  b e  divided   a n d a

    battalion sent to  each   of  three Corps , to  join its Artillery

    Brigade.

    WEDNESDAY, APRIL 13TH.

    Th e regime nt to-day received  t w o  months ' pay, a n d t he

    sutler, K i n g , w a s  rendered h a p p y if  n o o n e  else was.  T h e

    event w a s celebrated b y  the  m e n  in ma k i n g large purchases  of

    useless sutler's stores,

     a n d b y

     m a n y

     of

     the officers

     in a re

    ception at the private tent of the  sutler, where, I  regret  to

    say, a

     large nu m b e r did m o r e than justice to several casks

     of

    ale and bottles of  whiskey. A m o n g those  w h o  distinguished

    themselves m o s t conspicuously w a s Lieut. Blan k, w h o , like

    the f a mo u s "Carrier

     of

     Southwel l,"

    " A Carrier

     w h o

     carried  a'  can to his m o u t h

     well,

    H e carried so  m u c h  a n d h e  carried so fast

    H e could carry

     n o

     mo re , so

     was

     carrie d at la st —"

    into

     a

      corner

      of

     the tent wh er e

     h e

     passed the night in quiet

    and peaceful repose.

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    Ord ers w e r e received to-day directing a battalion of the

    regiment to be sent to the Artillery Briga de of each of the

    three Corps, an d accordingly the First Battalion, un de r M a j o r

    Sears, broke c a m p and ma rc he d over to the Sixth Corps .

    This disposition of our reg iment is exceedingly distasteful to

    both officers a nd m e n , but as it seems that all h ope of being

    supplied with a siege train m u s t be given u p, w e look u p o n

    this as a sort of com pro mise be tween Artillery an d Infantry,

    and though

     it

     looks very m u c h as if w e should be co me simply

    "h ew er s of w o o d and draw ers of w at er " for the light bat

    teries, w e accept the assignment as the least of the t w o evils.

    THURSDAY, APRIL 14TH.

    Th e da y wa s spent in determining whic h of the remaining

    battalions should g o to the Fifth Cor ps, and what co mpanies

    should compose  it, and, w h e n it w a s finally decided to send

    the Secon d Battalion, by that c o m m a n d in packing u p an d

    preparing to m o v e , while M a j o r Arth ur reported in person to

    his n e w Brigade c o mm an d er , Col. Wain wri ght .

    .FRIDAY, APRIL 15TH.

    Th e Second Battalion under M a j o r Arth ur , co mp os ed of

    Com pa ni es D, K , H , and E , took u p its line of ma r c h for

    the Fifth Cor ps this morn in g, passing throu gh a pleasant,

    open country stretching a w a y fro m the foot of " Po n y M o u n

    tain," an d after a m a r c h of abo ut six or eight miles reached

    its destination near the village of Cu lpepper. He r e , in an

    old orchard near a large bu t dilapidated brick hou se, alx>ul a

    mile f r om Culpe pper , w e located our c a m p . Whi l e pitching

    tents, I w a s surprised a nd delighted to see Capt. J i m M c Na i r ,

    of the 8th N. Y. Cavalry, an old Uene se o school-mate an d

    friend of min e, w h o had heard of our expected arrival in

    these parts and ha d ridden over to me et us. Le av in g the

    c o m p a n y in charge of Lieut. Edmo ns to n, I mo un te d the

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    horse of Jim's orderly an d rode with h i m over to Culp ep pe r

    on a foraging expedition, whi ch, ho we ve r, w a s not a very

    m a r k e d success, for w e found the t o w n almost wholly deserted

    b y the inhabitants; the fences a nd buildings destroyed or

    badly d a m a g e d, an d the streets full of a r m y w a g o n s an d strag

    gling so ld ie m^ ) After an exceedingly plain an d frugal repast

    "at a miserable ap ol og y for a restaurant, and a short stroll

    about t o w n , w e returned to c a m p , wh er e, parting with Ji m, I

    f ou nd m y

     shelter

     tent temporarily pitched for m y reception. I

    find w e are in the midst of a country wh e re stirring scenes

    hav e taken place, s o m e even as late as during the past winter.

    Just in rear of us, on a plain runni ng back to a dense w o o d ,

    and in the w o o d itself, occurred a severe cavalry ight, nd

    the place wh er e our c a m p n o w stands w a s crossed and re-

    crossed b y the c ombata nts an d the earth stained wit h the

    blood of brave m e n , while the old orchard trees are cut an d

    scarred b y the bullets.  Th e old brick house near us is occu

    pied in part b y an elderly lady and her d aug hte r, of the close-

    c o m m u n i o n " Seces h" persuasion, and in part b y the Briga de

    Com m i s s a r y, w h o s e stores consist principally of hard tack and

    whisk ey. On e can scarcely conceive of a m o r e utterly for

    saken looking habitation than this residence of one of the " F .

    F. V.'s."   Th e barns, stables, sheds an d fences wh ic h for

    me rl y belonged to or surrounded   it, have been torn d o w n

    piecemeal to supply fuel or to build shanties for soldiers.

    No t a green thing, not eve n grass, is allowed to g r o w ab out,

    and the old shell itself is literally tottering to decay. Th e

    doors, w h a t fe w rema in, sw in g loosely on leather hinges; the

    w i n d o w s,

     demolished b y patriotic Ya n k e e valor, ad mi t at once

    the sunshine an d the storm, while the rickety old veranda

    that once graced the front on either side, n o w serves as a roost

    for three or four sickly chickens (all the tenant's visible

    earthly possessions), an d a loafing place for a f e w idle a r m y

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    officers.

      I

     m e a n

      to

     take

     a n

     early opportunity, ho we ve r,

     to

    p a y

     m y

     respects to the ladies.

    SATURDAY, APRIL 16TH.

    Spe nt the

      d a y in

     fixing

     u p

      about c a m p , arranging cook

    house, for w e  still retain   ou r old  c o m p a n y cook, William

    W o o d ,

     a n d

     generally endeavoring

      to

     m a k e the c o m p a n y

     as

    comfortable as circumstances will permit.

      I a m

     projecting

     a

    residence for mys elf

     of

     the greatest magnificence an d grandeur.

    A n em in en t architect ha s  been empl oyed   a n d  the plans  a n d

    specifications compl eted  a n d  adopted, a n d I  only await the  re

    ports of the contractors w h o  have gon e out   to  discover s o m e

    old cor duro y road whi ch will furnish the necessary l um b er  in

    the shape of

     poles.

      I

     shall ho p e

      to

     erect, comple te

     a n d

     fur

    nish it within

     a n

     hour after the t im be r arrives.

    SUNDAY, APRIL 17TH.

    Th e church es in these parts being "closed for repairs," o r

    the cl er gy me n being o n their

     vacations,

     w e  wer e compelled to

    spend the da y in c am p,

     a n d "

     w o r k s

     o f

     necessity and m e r c y "

    being al wa ys in order,

     a n d

     the materials having arrived, with

    the assistance of m y m e n  L y n c h   a n d J o e  Solomo n, w h o for

    gallant and meritorious services as "  beats," ha ve long since

    been pr om ot ed f r o m the ranks to the position of Acti ng Assist

    ant Adjutant Generals at ray  Headqu arters, I  completed   m y

    man sio n at the head of the  c o m p a n y street. This imp osi ng

    structure, calculated  to  furnish acc omm oda tio ns   for  Lieut.

    Ed m o n s t o n an d myself, is built to the  height  of  ab ou t three

    feet, of  poles laid  u p  after   the  m a n n e r   of  the co b houses of

    m y bo yh o od, a n d  is covered with canvas sustained  b y a  ridge

    pole abou t i v e  eet fr om the gr ou nd . Its dimension s are six

    feet

     b y

     ten, it being constructed

     o n t he

     sound architectural

    principal that

      " m a n

     wants

      b u t

     little here be lo w but w ants

    that little" longer than

      it is

     broad, and t ho ug h s o m e mallei-

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    ously inclined individual m ight at irst  rofanely take it for a

    third-rate h o g pe n, yet the massive c h i m n e y of t w o headless

    barrels and a cracker bo x, pointing he av en wa rd f r o m

    one corner, w o u l d so on dispel the possible illusion, and sug

    gest the m o r e pleasing and Christian idea of a little m o d e r n

    church,

     wi th its lofty gable and castellated towe r. Th e in

    ternal ar ra ng em en ts are all m a d e with the strictest reference

    to economical utility. Th e farther end is occupied b y the

    inevitable *

     

    bunk''

     of  poles, w h e r e o n b y strictly co nf or mi ng

    the

     wearied f o r m to Hogat h' s line of beauty, a mo de ra te share

    of sleep an d rest m a y b e enjoyed, particularly if the various

    joints and angles of the said f o r m are judiciously disposed

    wi th d u e reference to the interstices be tw ee n the poles.

    Un d e r the bed is a spacious closet,  used as a general store

    r o o m for old mus ke ts an d the various odd s an d ends of

    surplus and decayed " c a m p and garrison equipage."

    A single board prop pe d against the poles and support

    ing an inkstand, graces the wes tern  wall,  a nd the mod est

    but h a nd s o me furniture of the apa rtme nt is completed

    b y an e m p t y cracker b o x, wh ic h per fo rm s the various offices

    of table, desk, chair, buffet, c o m m o d e or candlestick, as "t he

    exigencies of the service" m a y require.

    MONDAY,

     APRIL  18TH.

    Wea t h e r w a r m an d pleasant. Private Hastings died sud

    denly to-day in a

     i t

     roug ht o n b y dissipation. I learn that

    he wa s a dentist of considerable skill and reputation at h o m e ,

    an d belonged to a highly respectable family, an d I h a v e

    directed

     his

     bo dy to be sent to Wash in gt on to be em ba lm ed ,

    and ha ve written to his friends, fo rw ardi ng his f e w personal

    effects.

    I called this afternoon o n the ladies oc cu py in g the old brick

    house, with a vi ew of polishing u p m y m a n n e r s a little, wh ic h

    I fear hav e suffered materially f r o m lon g absence f r o m the

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    "elevating and refining influences of female society," and also

    for the purpo se

     of

     purchasing

     a  pie,

     the cons umpti on of w hic h

    woul d a ppear to

      b e

     the highest ty pe

      of

     physical beatitude

    just at this time.  I   found   the  ladies oc cu py in g  a   corner

    r o o m

     o n

     the

     irst

      l o o r ,  aving deserted the rest of

      the

     prem

    ises,

     an d en ga ge d in entertaining Capt . Jo ne s of Co . D o f o u r

    battalion,

      a n d

     vigorously rocking

      a

      miniature canal boat

    wh er ei n unconsciously reposed  a  scion   of  the noble house.

    Jo nes being

     a

     h a n d s o m e y o u n g

      m a n , a n d

     versed in

      all th e

    little arts that kill

     or

     captivate, in w hi ch particulars

     h e

      ranks

    m e , I

      leave conversation pretty m u c h to h i m, except

     o n t he

    pie question,

     a n d

     occupying

     a

     primativo cane-b ottom ed chair,

    listen attentively to the stories of w a r, privation and suffering

    which

     " w e

     u n s " have brought upo n "they

     tins"

     in  the pure

     a n d

    unadultered Virginia vernacular. Th e elder lady is

     a

     w o m a n

    of p erh aps sixty years of

     age, a n d

     the yo ung er, the mo th er

     of

    the cradle-full, is

     a

     stout masculine creature

      of

     about thirty.

    Both are clad in the plainest an d scantiest ho m e s p u n ,

     a n d t he

    f e w articles

     of

     furniture an d clothing that are scattered

     a ^ u t

    the r o o m are of  the  meanest   a n d  dirtiest description^   N o

    northern family, tejPJ^^^gFfit

    couW  l i v e a m i ( i H U c h SUr

    "

    roundings, a n d

     ye t SJeiy 'sperfkwTth loftiest contempt

      of the

    "dirty nigg ers" and the " m o a n whites,"and anathematize

     the

    uncivilized " Y a n k s ,"

     n o t

     excepting their present c o m p a n y ,

    just as if tho commissariat of those s a m e " Y a n k s " w a s  not all

    that stood betwe en t h e m

      a n d

     starvation.

      M y

      cravings

     for

    "polite society" hav in g been fully satisfied

      I

      withdrew,

     n o t

    h ow e ve r, until

     I h a d

     secured

     a

     fair spe ci me n

     of

     a "secesh"

     pie

    for whi ch

     I

     paid the mo de ra te

      s u m of

     forty cents in gr ee n

    backs,

     b u t

     whi ch I soon discovered,

     b y

     analytical mastication,

    w a s apparently c om pos ed

     of

     saw-dust

      a n d

     cider " b o u n d

      in

    calf."

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    T U E S D A Y , A P R I L 1 9 T H .

    Sent the b o d y of Private Hastings to Was hi ng to n in charge

    of Corpl. Foster for

     e m b a l m m e n t ,

     after muclydtfficulty in secur

    ing a coffin and transportation at CulpeppeftlpTiieut. Ed m o n s

    ton w a s to-day detailed as a m e m b e r of a Brigade Cou rt

    Martial.

    WEDNESDAY, APRIL 20TH.

    Receive d an order detail ing Col. James L. Bates, 12th Mass.,

    Capt. C. A . Watki ns , 76th N e w Yo r k , and myself, as a

    Boar d to ex am ine enlisted m e n of the Fifth Cor ps w h o are

    r e c o m m e n d e d for admission to the Military School at Phila

    delphia, whe nc e,

     after a brief

     attendance,

     so it is said, they are

    to be sent

     before  Gen.

     Casey's Board at Wash in gt on

     for

     e x a m

    ination as to

     itness

     or commissi ons in the negr o regiments.

    THURSDAY, APRIL 21ST.

    Eeceived an official copy of the order promulgated yester

    day, an d reported in person to Col. Bates, President of the

    Boar d. I fou nd h i m drilling his regiment, an d m a d e an

    appointment to me et to mo r ro w at 9 o'clock at Corp s Hea d

    quarters at Culp epper.

    FRIDAY, APRIL 22ND.

    Lieut . Clark h aving b een det ailed to Co. E. which h as bee n

    assigned to gua rd the am mu ni ti on

     train,

     and Lieut. Ed m o n s

    ton being still engaged on court martial, I left the Co m p a n y

    in c o m m a n d of First Sergt. Theb en this m orn in g, an d m e t

    the officers co mposin g the ex am inin g board at Cor ps Hea d

    quarters.  Col. L o c k e, the gentlemanly  Adjt. Gen l. of the

    Fifth Cor ps , ha d

     quarters,

     stationary and the necessary order

    lies assigned to

     us,

     an d the Board began operations.

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    MONDAY MAY 2ND.

    Still in cam p near* Culpepper. Nothing of interest has

    occurred smpe the 2£n d of April be yo nd the daily routine of

    c a m p l ife ^pThe c o m p a n y has been almost exclusively in c om

    m a n d of

     Sergt.

     Theben .

      Lieut.

     Edm on st on and I having been

    constantly en ga ge d, the on e o n court martial an d the other

    o n the e x a m i m * board. Since the organization of the board,

    w e ha ve m e t daily at 9 o'clock in the mo r n i n g an d continued

    in session until 3 in the afternoon^ ex am in in g on an ave rage

    twentj" i v e  andidates a day, and re c o mm e n di n g about one

    third of them for leaves of absence. Col.- Bates,  I find, is

    perfectly familiar with infantry tactics and array reg

    ulations, a nd conducts his part of the examina tion very

    thorough ly, leaving artillery and mat hematics to m e . Cap t.

    Wat k i n s is a capital fellow, but does no t trouble the "v ic ti m"

    with m a n y questions. H e says he is entirely satisfied with

    the examinations as conducted b y the Colonel an d myself, an d

    that his de pa rt me nt is "t o give character an d dignity to the

    Board, an d inspire the applicants with a just sense of the

    import anc e of that body." Th e list of candidates em bra ce s

    representatives fr o m all classes of m e n and all branches

    of the

     service.

      Th e da pp er First Sergeant of the Regul ars

    and the dilapidated a r m y " b u m m e r " stand side b y side a n d

    hand in their "r e c o m m e n d a t i o n s." Th e influential politician

    of s o m e rural district, w h o enlisted

     as

     a private fr om " purely

    patriotic motives," n o w bleached of his patriotism, sits ner

    vously at the door awaiting the result of this his last expedi

    ent to gain the path of pro mot ion and honor. Th e rou gh,

    honest cou ntr y boy with corporal's che vro ns, shares the anxi

    ous seat with the intelligent representative of the legal pro

    fession wh o s e simple array blouse hides all app ear anc e of the

    " w ig and g o w n . " In fact every conceivable shade of char

    acter, capacity an d intelligence is represented, and the labor

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    of sifting the wheat f ro m the chaff

     is

     b y n o m e a n s  light.  T h e

    fact, ho we ve r, that w e hav e n o w been in session nearly tw o

    weeks, and hav e reported favorably o n abo ut a h un dr ed cases,

    an d yet n o furlough has b een granted in accorda nce therewith,

    furnished s o m e grou nd for the suspicion that the object of

    this proceeding is rather to allay the agitation of s o m e tur

    bulent spirits and oc cu py their leisure m o m e n t s in c a m p , until

    the time co me s for a m o v e m e n t of the a r m y , rather than to

    furnish students for the Philadelphia School, or

     officers

     for the

    colored troops.

    TUESDAY, MAY 3 D.

    Received orders after "tap s,"  ab out 10 o'clock, to-night to

    be ready to m o v e in t w o hours. Ru m o r s of all kinds are fly

    ing about, an d the general impression se em s to be that the

    wh ol e a r m y is in motion. I directed Sergeant Th e b e n to

    turn out the c o m p a n y , strike tents and pack u p , wh ic h w a s

    accomplished in less than the time allotted. Bu t one w a g o n

    is detailed to furnish transportation for the  effects of the w hole

    battalion, so ba gg ag e is reduced to the m i n i m u m , an d large

    quantities of ordnance stores an d c a m p an d garrison equip age,

    as well as private property of officers and m e n , are left be

    hind strewn over the camping gr ou nd , a striking illustration

    of the waste of w ar .

    WEDNESDAY, MAY 4TH.

    Order s to m a r c h we re received at t w o o'clock this m o r n

    ing, and joining the Artillery Brig ade, already in line, w e

    moved off via  Stevensburg to the Ger ma ni a For d, o n the

    Rap id an River, wh ic h w e reached abo ut 10 o'clock A. M .

    He r e the river, whi ch in an y reputable northern locality wo u l d

    be called simp ly a creek, cuts its w a y be tw ee n t w o ranges of

    hills with the bank on the southerly side quite abrupt, and is

    spann ed by a ponto on bridge, the

     irst

     hing of the kind I ha ve

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    ever seen. Crossing the bridge an d wi nd in g u p the steep

    bank, w e halted just within a line of breastworks constructed

    to c o m m a n d the approaches to the ford, but whi ch we re

    abandon ed b y the e n e m y last night on theappea ranee of our

    advancing cavalry. Th e earth work s M * skilfully an d sub

    stantially

     built,

     while little redoubts for artillery crown,sev

    eral co mm an di ng

     points,

     and

     it

     is a subject of general surprise

    that the e n e m y evacuated so strong a defensive }>osition with-

    The day IA warm aj&Wleasant, and the men, with charac ter

    istic recklessness,

     h m 3 w e S «

      a w a y one article after another,

    until m a n y mm  reduced to

     pants,

     shirt, hat a n d m u s k e t , an d the

    line of m a r c h f r o m Culpe pp er to the river leiiterally covered

    with

     coats,

     blankets and knapsacks, a rich

     i e l d

     or foraging,

    wh et he r by the rebels or b y cavalry. No r can I bl am e t he

    po or fellows unde r the circumstances, for a long m a r c h is

    about as convincing an a rg um en t as I k n o w of that

    " M a n want s but little here be lo w,

    No r wants that little long."

    I myself debated for  s o m e time which I wotdd part  w i t h — m y

    overcoat or m y bla nket —an d inally  ctually thre w the blanket

    away.

    B y a singular coincidence 1 m e t Col. Bates an d Cap t. Wafc-

    kins,

     of the Culpepper Exam in in g Board, about 9 o'clock this

    mo rn in g, near the Rapi dan, each with his regiment, a nd as w e

    had adjourned yesterday to m e e t at  that ho ur to-day, w e halted

    under a

     tree,

     an d am i d considerable laughter adjou rned the Bo a r d

    sine die. Lieut. Sheiton, of the First N . Y . Artillery, passed

    m e with his  battery o n the m a r c h today, having just got his

    pr om ot io n fr om a sergeantcy, and therefore feeling in excel

    lent spirits,  jt^p^g^

    A t about

     \\mk y*nk thin a

     o'clock w e reached our destination

    for the day , after a ma r c h estimated at -twenty-three

      miles,

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    and c am pe d in a ield  ear the old Wilderness Taver n and s o m e

    four miles fr om M i n e Ru n .

    THURSDAY, MAY 5th .

    Turned out stiff an d sore this mo rn in g, an d drench ed to the

    skin with d e w , whic h falls so heavily here that in the m or n i ng

    the appearance of the tents an d

     ields

     s very m u c h like that

    aftijj^fcaevere storm. At

     ive

     'clock fell in  line, and, joining

    the. BLeadquarter's traini as a guard, w e started for Ora n g e

    Court Hou se . After marc hing about a mile, w e began to hear

    occasional shots fr o m the picket line whi ch preceded  us, as ou r

    skirmishers m e t those of the "Johnni es," an d soon w e received

    orders to countermar ch an d par k the train. Retur ning to the

    point wh en ce w e started w e stacked ar m s in a m e a d o w

      i m m e

    diately in front of General Headq uarters an d awaited devel

    opments.

    Whil e on the ma rc h w e m et a bo dy of prisoners, w h o , be

    cause w e h ad cut loose f r o m our comm unic atio ns a nd so could

    not safely send t h e m to an y point in our rear, w e r e k ept m o v

    ing in a circle close to the a r m y an d under a strong gua rd.

    A m o n g t h em w a s a y o u n g m a n of about m y o w n

     age,

     a Captain

    in s o m e Georgi a regiment, and calling h i m aside w e sat d o w n

    for a few mo m en t s on a bank of clay while m y co mp an y wa s

    passing. H e w a s a m e m b e r of the staff of s o m e Georgi a

    brigade, an d w a s captured the night before on the picket line

    w he r e he ran into a Ya n k e e picket post supposing

      it

     to be

    comp osed of his o w n m e n . H e had read law at the Harv ar d

    L a w School, wh ic h he left to join the Southern a r m y , an d w a s

    a typical southern aristocrat w h o looked u p o n Northerners as

    little better than the "poor whites" of the South. H e w a s

    very bitter in his denunciation of the w ar, and utterly scorned

    the idea that the Sou th could be "subjugated," actually declar

    ing with the utm ost sincerity that the North w a s already tired

    of the effort, an d that even n o w

     the

     grass w a s growi ng between

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    the

     stones

     of the paveme nts on Br o a dw a y in the City of N e w

    Yo r k , and he sh ow ed a clipping fr om a southern paper in

    wh ic h that statement w a s actually

     m a d e.

      I assured h i m that I

    had been in N e w Yo r k in

     the previous

     M a r c h , and that fr om the

    appearance of things there, n o on e w o ul d suspect that a w a r

    w as going

     on,

     but I could m a k e n o impression u p o n h i m what

    ever. A s w e parted he gav e m e his  n a m e , but as I did not m a k e

    a note of it I forgot it  before night, a fact for wh ic h I a m

    very sorry as I wo uld like to me et h i m again after the w a r is

    over.

    Th e picket firing, whi ch in  the mo rn in g w a s light an d de

    sultory, gradually increased as the d ay advanced, an d se em ed

    to d ra w nearer an d extend to the right. M e a n t i m e n u m e r o u s

    divisions, brigades and regiments are pressed hastily fo rw ar d

    to various

     points,

     an d as they are lost in the w o o d s an d c o m e

    within range, the so un d of mu sk et ry dee pen s until it rese m

    bles the roll of he avy thunder, particularly on the right and

    in front of our (Fifth) corps. So o n the stretcher-bearers,

    with their ghastly freight, begin to pass by us to the hospitals

    n o w established o n the plank road in ou r rear, and returning,

    with their stretchers dripping with the blood of the last occu

    pants,

     press to the front again for other w ou nd ed . Cr o w d s

    of soldiers, slightly wo u n d e d an d assisted b y co mra de s, flo ck

    past,

     m a n y of w h o m , as they stop to

     rest,

     entertain our bo ys

    with stories of the fearful slaughter. So u n d s like these fol

    lowe d b y sights like these are

     not,

     I a m bo un d to say, calcu

    lated to screw ones cou rage to the sticking point, and I a m

    decidedly of opinion that in ti me of

     action,

     troops just ou t of

    range are in m o r e dange r of demoralization than those at the

    immediate

     front.

      Th e former see only the wo un de d,

     the

     dying

    an d the dead, not the living. Th e y hear the terribl e sou nd s

    of the c o m b a t an d the gro ans of the suffering, not the cheers

    of the victors.  Th e y listen to

     eles

     f bloody and disastrous

    deleat, not of the crowning victory. In short, ev er y sense is

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    absorbed in the contemplation of the hmT ors rather than the

    glories of w ar .

    Abou t one  o'clock  P. M . a little cannonading w a s heard,

    but the surface of the country is so br ok en an d irregu

    lar, an d the

     forests,

     with their undergrowth of saplings, vines,

    an d bramb les are so dense, that but little use can b e m a d e of  artil

    lery.

     Lieut.

     Sheltonof our

     brigade,

     w h o m I sa w riding gaily by

    yesterday, lost t w o g un s today on a n ar ro w road in ou r front and

    w a s himself taken prisoner. Var iou s wild r u m o r s are flying

    about, such as that t w o rebel brigades w e r e completely anni

    hilated this mo rn in g, but th ou gh the fighti ng has been very

    hot and the losses undoubtedl y great on both sides, as the firing

    dies a w a y I cannot learn that either side has attained a ny de

    cided advantage. Th e m o v e m e n t s wo ul d se em to indicate

    efforts on both sides to get control of c o m m a n d i n g points pre

    paratory to m o r e bloody and decisive w o r k. Just at night

    the Headq uar ters Train m o v e d ba ck a short distance across the

    plank road by which w e c a m e into the

     ield,

     nd parke d in an

    old corn ield, hile our battalion pitched its tents near by.

    Just after I had crawled under m y shelter tent I heard the

    familiar voice of Dr . L aw re nc e, one of ou r assistant surgeons,

    n o w of the First Battalion attached to the Sixth Corp s, anxi

    ously inquring for m y tent, and having found   it, h e jum p e d

    f r o m his horse an d looking in inquired breathlessly if I

    w a s m u c h

     hurt.

     I assured h i m that so far as I k n e w I w a s not

    yet very badly d am a ge d , wh er eu po n he expressed the

    greatest relief, and explained that he had ridden in

    great haste fro m the Sixth Cor p s headquarters, s o m e

    three miles a w a y , wh er e he had been infor med that I

    had been very dangerously wou nd ed . Bein g assured of m y

    safety, and sh ow in g m e the instruments he had bro ugh t for

    the pur pos e of taking off m y

     leg,

     a r m or head, as the case

    m i g h t

     require,

     he re mo un te d his horse and w a s soon lost in

    the

     darkness,

     bu t I shall not soon forget an act of such disin-

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    terested kindness o n the part of the

     doctor,

     u p o n w h o m I had

    n o sort of claim whatever, personal or professional.

    FRIDAY,

      MAY

     6TII.

    W e we r e aroused at half-past t w o o'clock this morning by

    an officer w h o bro ught us orders to leave the Headq uar ters

    Train an d to report at Cor ps Headq uar ter s at once, wh ic h

    order w e instantly obe yed. Arrivin g at Gen'l War ren' s

    headquarters, whi ch w e r e then at the L a c y Ho u s e , in a co m

    m a n d i n g position u p o n a hill fr om wh ic h a view could b e ha d

    of the dense w o o d s u p o n all sides fo rm in g part of the Wilde r

    ness in whi ch the troops of the Fifth Cor ps n o w lay in line of

    battle,

     w e halted on the southerly slope, an d stacking a r m s

    be ga n to boil ou r coffee, the favorite occupation of the soldiers

    u p o n all occasions w h e n a halt is ordered, expecting every

    m o m e n t to be ordered into the line.  Soon Co m p a n y E, which

    ha d been ordered u p fr o m the ammun ition train, joined us,

    an d fr om the strenuous efforts m a d e to bring eve ry available

    m a n to the front, and the anxiety apparent on the faces of the

    officers about Headquarters, w e were convinced that a crisis

    w a s approaching. Before daylight the ball

     W H S

     o pened by the

    skirmishers, and about half-past four the artillery, such as

    could be efficiently used, joined in the chorus. A s the day

    da wn ed the iring  ncreased all along the

     lines,

     and the patter

    ing of the skirmishes w a s soon lost in the deep an d terrible

    roll of the mu sk et ry of the ma i n

     lines.

      I never listened to a

    sou nd m o r e thrilling than that of this morning's en ga ge me nt .

    Th e loudest an d longest peals of thunder w er e no m o r e to be

    co mp ar ed to it in depth an d v ol um e, than the rippling of a

    trout br oo k to the roaring of Niagara. Th e Sixth N e w Yo r k ,

    an d other regiments of He a v y Artillery left in the defenses

    of Wash in gt on w h e n w e we re ordered out, passed us this

    mo rn in g going forward to

     ill

      g a p in the line throu gh wh ic h

    the e n e m y is mo me nt ly expected to pour

     its

     charging co lu mn s,

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    an d to repel w hich all the reserve

     T

     artillery has b een in position in

    front of Head quart ers with the g u n s shotted a nd the canoneers

    at their

     posts.

      Fortunately the w e a k spot is not discovered

    b y ou r adversaries, but the cr ow ds of w o u n d e d surging f r o m

    the w o o d s in every direction an d hastening to the rear, bear

    terrible witness to the desperate valor of the combatants, and

    s h o w a gradual but certain we ak en in g of the

     lines.

      He r e again

    I a m compelled to bear the mortification of being asked b y a

    staff officer w h a t Battery I c o m m a n d , and up on pointing out

    m y co mp an y of foot soldiers, hearing the officer add apolo

    getically, " A h , y o u are on e of the Heav ie s." I shall never

    cease to co n d e m n in the strongest te rms the action of the Go v

    ernm ent in enlisting us for one branch of the service an d

    then,

     without our consent, transferring us to another.

    Ab o u t three o'clock P. M ., w e w e r e ordered to the front,

    and with m a n y speculations as to ou r destination w e fell in

    line an d ma rc he d across an o pe n ield  nto the w o o d s. Enter

    ing the lo w pines and underbru sh throug h whi ch roads ha d

    been cut for the passage of artillery and am bu la nc es ,

    w e m o v e d noiselessly along until w e e m e rg e d fr om the pines

    in a hollow, and formed line of battle beside a little brook just

    in rear of several batteries of artillery

     which,

     being in position,

    connected the ex tr em e right of the Fifth Cor ps with the left

    of the Sixth. He r e , stacking ar m s until the engineers should

    complete the breastworks on the left of the

     batteries,

     the m e n

    unslung their kna psa cks, built their little i r e s  nd improved

    the time boiling their

     coffee.

      Ab o u t seven o'clock, an d while

    w e w e r e still busy at ou r hard-tack and coffee, the firing

    opened very briskly to the

     right,

     an d soon a m o u n t e d staff of

    ficer dashed wildly d o w n up on  us, shouting at the top of his

    voice that the Sixth Co r p s had br ok en an d w e r e retreating be

    fore the victorious

     Rebs ,

     w h o in a fe w minutes wou ld be u po n

    us also and "g ob bl e us u p ," closing his re m ar ks b y ordering

    us fo rward into the unfinished rifle

     pit.

      Suc h information

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    calmly an d quietly conve yed to veterans far in the

     rear,

     would

    hardly inspire t h e m with martial ardor. Wh a t ,

     then,

     mu st be

    the effect on gree n troops o n the front

     line,

     with a r m s stacked

    and belts laid aside? A s might h av e been expected, the result

    w a s well nigh

     disastrous,

     for nearly every m a n in the battalion,

    with the natural instinct of self preservation, seized his k n a p

    sack an d started o n the dou ble quick for the

     roar.

      Fortu

    nately, however, the officers we r e in the roar of the

     line,

     and,

    with the assistance of the non-commissioned officers an d a f e w

    cool-headed private soldiers, by threats and  prayers, by words

    and

     blows,

     inally  estored  order, and, fo rm in g the

     line,

     the I at-

    talion m o v e d into the rifle-pits.  Joe. one of m y bodygua rds,

    however,

     wo ul d ha ve distinguished himself o n this occasion b y

    gallantly retreating and carrying a w a y m y sw or d and revolver,

    whi ch I had taken off a fe w m o m e n t s before the sta mpe de

    c o m m e n c e d , had I not caught hi m just in time to save m y

    property, th ou gh h e himself disappeared. Notwithstanding

    the terrible forebodings of the m o u n t e d officer referred to, and

    w h o b y this time had n o dou bt reported at Headq uart ers, the

    firing gradually died a w a y ,

     and,

     being assured by the engineers

    that there we r e t w o lines of

     J^ttk

     i n ^ & W i l k i n front of u s,

    w e laid d o w n to pleasant dre am s^ m er «n y stationing a picket to

    guard our slumbers.  General Wad sw or th , and  Lieut. W a l k e r

    of ou r Sixth Cor p s battalion, we r e killed, an d private Wa s h

    ington

     Covert,

     of m y co mp an y, wa s woun ded to day.

    SATURDAY,

     MAY 7TH.

    I w o k e this mo rn in g just at daylight, probably aroused b y

    the whizz ing of a stray bullet n o w and then, and taking an

    observation fr om the s t u m p behind whic h 1 lay, an d wh ic h

    stood about

     ifty

     eet in rear of the breastworks, I discovered

    that the pine trees in ou r front an d just bey ond the "slash

    i n g " wor e full of rebel sharpshooters. This discovery very

    m u c h surprised m e , and disabused m y m i n d of the impression

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    given m e the night before that there w e r e t w o lines of battle

    in our

     front,

     and as quietly as possible I got such of m y m e n

    as we r e not already there, into the little trench close to the

    breast-works, an d in the limited space allowed us w e be gan to

    boil o ur

     coffee.

      This w a s rather a ticklish business, for the

    rebels " h a d us d o w n ," as the situation is described in the

    a r m y , that

     is,

     ha d the advantage of seeing, and the oppor

    tunity of shooting at, an y head wh ic h mi gh t be raised ab ov e

    the top log of the breast-works, a condition of things which

    seriously embarrassed us in gathering fuel for our little fires.

    A s illustrative of the advantage which accrues to the side

    which has the other side " d o w n ," I m a y mention the  following

    incident. On e of m y m e n n a m e d Michael Ry a n , with m o r e

    .

     curiosity than

     discretion,

     looked over the top of the breast

    works, thinking to locate a sharp-shooter, w h o w a s in a tree

    quite near us and w a s persistent in his attentions to a n y

    of us w h o w a s careless in expos ing himself. Har dl y ha d

    Ryan's head reached the level of the log w h e n the sharp

    shooter fu rr ow ed his check with a min ie ball, an d conferred

    u p o n h i m the distinction of being the second m a n in the c o m

    p a n y to be wo un de d. Ho w e v e r , the shot had located the

    tree in wh ic h the rifle-man w a s perched, an d bor row in g a

    Springfield m u s k et fr o m o ne of m y m e n , I crawled along the

    breast-works a little w a y , an d taking off m y hat p ok e d the

    g u n over the ten inch pine log wh ic h topped the ea rth wor k at

    that point, an d gradually bringing the mu zz le d o w n in line

    with the

     tree,

     started to squint along

     the barrel

     for the cha p in

    the butternut

     suit.

      Of course he sa w the m o v e m e n t , and at

    once prepared for the head wh ic h he k n e w wo ul d appear at

    the breach of the g u n , an d before I could ai m a n y w h e r e in his

    neighborhood, he sent a bullet into the log not three inches

    b el ow m y nose, and illed y eyes so full  o£  pulverized pine

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    nearly reached the "slashing" in front of the breast

    works,  not m o r e than forty yards f rom our lines,

    our

     batteries,

     co mp os ed of eighteen gu ns I think, open ed with

    grap e and canister, and in less ti me than it takes to tell it,

    w h a t there w a s left uninjured of that force disappeared in the

    dense w o od s and over the hill in the

     rear,

     while the wounded-i

    w e r e hiding behind trees as best they could and the de ad

    w e r e scattered abou t in full view.

    Ab o u t ten o'clock the 12th U. S. Infantry, starting from,

    a point s o m e distance to the left of m y c o m p a n y, m a d e a

    charge through the wo od s, but with wh at result I d o not

    k n o w . It wa s

     not,

     howe ver according to the notions  of

     •

     a

    volunteer, a very creditable affair so far as military forma

    tion an d steadiness were concerned, for th ou gh all the m e n :

    w e r e going in the s am e general direction, they were scattered

    like a m o b an d w er e apparently iring  r o m their hips into the

    tops of the trees.

    Later in the da y the 93d Pennsylvania an d the 2n d Mich i

    g a n for me d a line in a ravine in our rear, preparatory t o charg

    ing f ro m our part of the wo rk s. This intended m o v e m e n t

    necessitated m y draw in g m y co m p a n y out of the ditch behind

    the breastworks, so that the charging line m i g h t pass thr ou gh

    and j u m p the breastworks. A s m y m e n we re mo vi ng out

    f r o m und er cover to the rear, a nd I w a s backing a w a y as they.

    approached m e , m y accomplished acquaintance of the early-

    morning, w h o had stuck to his tree until this time^ apparently*

    d r e w another bead on

     m e ,

     for a shot

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    friend the e n e m y in the tree, did not at once gras p the

    signficance of the m o v e m e n t on ou r side of the breastworks,

    for, as the picket line wh ich preceded the cha nging line of the

    Penn syl van ia^ ju mp ed the pine logs, he com mit ted the in

    discretion of shooting at one of the m, thus attracting attention

    to his aerie, and almost instantly he c a m e tu mb li ng out of that

    tree as full of holes as a sk i m m e r. After a time the charging

    troops returned, reporting that they ha d cleared out a very

    weakly*defended rifle pit, the holding of whi ch wo ul d have

    been of n o advanta ge to us.

    A t night w e we r e relieved an d ordered ba ck to the aii'tilltiy

    w a g o n train, an d m o vi n g out under i re   e inarched ab ou t six

    miles an d overtook s o m e of the artillery near Chancellorsville

    at about tw o

     o'clock

     in the mo rn in g. It w a s pitch da rk, and

    w e halted in line  along the side of a plank road a nd laid d o w n

    and w e n t to sleep. A brigade of infantry w a s lying fast

    asleep on the plank road, an d som e ti me before daylight there

    w a s a great co mm ot io n in that line, caused b y a series of m o s t

    unearthly yells not unlike the "rebel yell" greatly intensified,

    a nd b y m a n y

     of the

     m e n suddenly awaking and ju mp in g over a

    fence into a w o o d s illed  ith underb rush a n d thus carrying

    consternation to those farther d o w n the

     line.

      W h e n the road

    w a s pretty well cleared of everything but gu n s a nd old shelter

    tents, the cause of the sta mp ede in the shape of an e n o r m o u s

    mule, c a m e trotting along braying with all its mi gh t, thus

    illustrating for a second t im e the p o w e r and efficiency of the

    "j aw bo ne of an ass."

    Sa w classmate Capt. V a n Mar ter with his cavalry d r a w n u p

    beside a road on which w e we re m arch ing .

    SUNDAY, MAY 8TH.

    T o o k u p o u r

     line

     of ma rc h about five

     o'clock

     in the m o rn

    ing an d overt ook the Artillery train at abo ut four P. M ; Th e

    da y wa s hot and the roads very dusty, and w e w e r e obliged to

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    tie handkerchiefs over

      our

     m o u t h s

      a n d

     noses

      in

     order

     to

    breathe. Sm o k e f r o m forest ires

      i l l e d

     he air

      a n d

     added

     to

    the mis ery caused

     b y

     the dust. M a r c h e d about seven miles.

    Companies

     D an d H

      w e re detailed to gu ar d the Headq uarters

    train wh ic h w a s then near the

     N y e  River, a n d K a n d E

      were

    sent to guar d the Am m u n i t i o n train

     of

     the Cor ps.

      T h e

     artil

    lery

     a n d

     musketry  ire

     t 7

     o'clock

     w a s

     ve ry brisk,

     a nd w a s

    supposed to be near Spottslyvania Cou rt Ho u s e .

      In

     the even

    ing Com pa ni es

     D a nd H

      we re sent out

     o n

      picket,

     a n d

      were

    mar che d about

     a

     goo d deal without

     a n y

     apparent object

     ex

    cept exercise.

    MONDAY, M AY 9TH.

    It is reported this mo rn in g that Genl. Butler

      has

     taken

    City Point

     a n d

     Petersburg,

     a n d

     that  Genl. Longstreet's corps

    has gone to Richm on d,

     b ut w e

     ha ve learned

     to

     put very little

    faith in rumors.

      A t

     half-past six P.

     M .

      heavy cannonading

    is heard in

     front.  A t t w o

     o'clock Headquarters

      are

      m o v e d

    back to the Chancellorsville

     a n d

     Fredericksburg plank road,

    and

     w e are

     marched ba ck two-and-a-half miles.

      It is re

    ported that Genl. Sedgwick, c om m an di ng the Sixth Corp s,

     is

    killed.

    TUESDAY,

     M AY 10TH.

    He a v y cannonading from

     8 A . M . to 1

     P.

     M . T h e

     Pontoon

    train has been sent back to Fredericksburg, apparently

      to get

    it out

     of

     the wa y ,

     a n d

     the a r m y horses are pu t on half-rations,

    that

     is,

     ive o u n d s

     of

     food. Ambu la nc es

     a n d

     a r m y w a g o n s

    with

     t w o

     tiers

     of

     looring, oaded with w o u n d e d

     and

     d r a w n

     b y

    four

     a n d

     six m u l e  teams,  pass along

      the

     plank

      or,

     rather,

    corduroy road to Friedericksburg, the teamsters lashing their

    teams to keep u p with the train,

     an d the

     wo un de d screaming

    with pain as the w a g o n s g o jolting over the corduroy. M a n y

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    a r m off at the shoulder, with ma gg ot s half a n inch long

    crawling in the sloughing les h, nd several po or fellows w e r e

    holding st u m p s of legs a nd a r m s straight u p in the air so as

    to ease the pain the ro ugh road a n d the heartless drivers sub

    jected t h e m to.  The se m e n ha d been suffering in temp orary

    field

     hospitals,

     as n o opportunity ha d been afforded

     to

     send t he m

    to the rear u nt iL we got within reach of the road runnin g to

    Fredericksburgjjffin attack o n ou r right for the purpos e of

    capturing the w a g o n train is anticipated, an d w e m a k e

      dis

    positions of

     troops accordingly .  Later the attack w a s m a d e

    and repulsed. W e learn that a force of cavalry has been

    sent out to cut the rebel commun icatio ns with Gor do ns -

    ville.

    WEDNESDAY, MAY l lTH.

    Slept on our arm s all night, but everything was compar -

    tively quiet. It looks very m u c h like rain this morning.

    He a r a report that rebels have been flanked an d t w o thousand

    prisoners an d twelve g un s captured, but the report proves to

    be without foundation. He a r nothing fr om the cavalry. A

    thunderstorm c a m e on about four P. M ., the i r s t  ain since

    w e left Culpep per Court Ho u s e . Reporte d that the Tw e n t y -

    second Co r p s is o n the w a y to join this a r m y . Started

    towards Fredericksburg in the afternoon an d m ar ch ed all

    night in the m u d , m a n y of the m e n falling out of the ranks

    by the wa y. V e r y

     little

     cannonading during the day.

    THURSDAY, MAY 12TH.

    Reached the vicinity of Tabernacle Church at about five

    o'clock

     A. M . wh e re a ration of fresh beef w a s issued, and

    the m e n w h o had dropped out during the night c a m e strag

    gling

     in.

      S a w a force of cavalry a little w a y off, with  uni

    f o r m s literary covered with yellow braid, an d learned that it

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    had just c o m e f rom Rh o d e Island to join Gen'l Burnside's

    Ninth Corp, an d is k n o w n as Burnside's Butterfly Cavalry.

    Left the church at 11 A. M . an d going to the front reported

    to Gen'l Wa r r e n. O n the w a y passed the 3d Pe n n. Artillery

    which w e left at Fort M a r c y in Ma rc h. Th e Second Cor p

    took several thousand prisoners and nineteen gu ns to-day. Th e

    rebel Gen'l J ohn so n and another general officer, w h o w ere

    captured in Barlow's

      charge,

     passed through ou r line in an

    ambulance and looked mad de r than

     wet-hens.

      A n d well they

    might, for it rained all day, thus adding to the bedraggled

    appearance of the

     captives.

      M a n y of the captured gun s we re

    parked near us, an d for a time w e we re fo rm ed in line

    near t h e m to repel an y effort to recapture th em . W e ha ve

    little idea where w e are or w h a t is going o n about us.

    It wa s reported that the cavalry sent out to cut the rebel c om

    munication with Gordonsville, had destroyed eight miles of

    railroad an d t w o trains of cars, and had taken about i v e  un

    dred prisoners. All told w e march ed about twelve miles

    to-day.

    FRIDAY, MAY 13TH.

    The re Wa s very little cannonading to-day, an d th oug h there

    w a s nothing like a general en ga ge me nt, there w a s occasional

    brisk musket ry. Cos. E and K joined the battalion an d w e

    were m o v e d u p to the extreme

     front.

      Bo t h armies see med to

    be m o v i n g an d o n nearly parallel lines.  After mar chi ng about

    tw o miles w e found

     that

     a  lank  o v e m e n t to the left w a s being

    m a d e , an d starting at about 9 o'clock P. M . in c o m p a n y with

    the artillery batteries, w e ma rch ed pretty m u c h all night.

    Th e rain for the past few days, and wh ic h w a s still pouring

    d o w n , ha d converted the light Virginia soil into a sea of m u d ,

    and the wheels of the

     guns, caissons,

     ammunition

     wagons,

     etc.,

    sank to the hubs, but by putting our shoulders to the wheel s

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    accomplish about t w o miles during,the night. Th e wh ol e

    Cprp s w as in motion on our right.  ̂ T E H ^ * * *  4&&~£/c*. /*-

    SATURDAY, MAY 14TH. '

    About 9 o'clock in the morning we came up with Burnside's

    Ninth Co rps in full sight of Spottsylvania Cou rt Ho u s e.

    During the day the artillery w a s gotten into position, an d at

    about 7 o'clock P. M . there w a s s o m e brilliant cannonading by

    both sides. W e we re m o v e d u p to the rear of the Artillery

    Brigade near the N y e

     river,

     wh er e private Collins w a s woun ded,

    an d remained all night waiting for orders to c a m p , bu rrow in g

    in the m u d an d sleeping under sheets of water, but no such

    orders c ame. W e traveled about six miles today.

    SUNDAY, MAY 15TH.

    Spent the day building breastworks an d strengthening our

    position.

      Ab o u t 10 o'clock A. M . a rebel battery opened on

    our center, but ceased fir in g after a little and everything

    remained quiet.  A thunder storm c a m e u p in the afternoon

    but w a s comparatively

     brief.

      Capt Goul d an d 1 took a bath

    in the N y e river, and m a n y of our m e n followed our ex

    ample.

    MONDAY, M AY 16TH.

    Th e day opened with a dense

     fog,

     but it cleared off ab ou t

    9 o'clock and I visited an old house in our rear belonging to a

    m a n n a m e d

     Gaul,

     or s o m e such n a m e Quiet all day.

    TUESDAY, MAY 17th .

    A n order w a s received today reducing all batteries of

    artillery from six to four guns.  Th e day w a s quiet, but

    f r o m the dispositions being m a d e it w a s apparent that a

    battle w a s anticipated. A r u m o r w a s current that the Ee b s

    had four twen ty po un d gu ns covering our front.

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    WEDNESDAY,

      M A

    J ^ f x ^ ^ ^

    Ou r battalion wa^ ds sig ned to Col. J. Ho w a r d Kitchings

    Brigade of the Rese rve Artillery to-day, which lay along the

    Fredericksburg road, and at daylight w e m o v e d to join it,

    ma rchi ng to a point near a house called the Harris Hou s e , I

    think. V e r y soon after ou r arrival artillery and musketry

    opened on the right of our a r m y , and it w a s r u m o r e d that in a

    charge m a d e b y the Second Corp s, a line of rifle pits w a s taken

    and

     substantial

     earthworks u n m a s ke d behind th em . W e are ail

    the time hearing about successful m o v e m e n t s b y the Second

    Corps.  A t night w e counter-marched abou t five miles an d

    ca mp ed near our last c a m p ground.

    THURSDAY, M AY 19TH.

    W e wer e m o v e d t owar d the right and rear of the a r m y to

    day,

     Whe re w e started to m a k e c a m p and bega n to receive

    rations, but soon  Co's. D and K wer e sent out o n picket o n a

    line nearly at right-angles with the right of the a r m y , and

    runninsi'back diagonally almost to the Fredericksburg road.

    Aboutffthitoe o'clock P. M . m y Co. H , w a s sent out to relieve

    Co. D, whi ch held the ex tr em e right of the picket line. O n

    arriving on the gro un d I found the line fo rm ed very m u c h

    like a

     ish

     o ok , and bega n establishing m y picket posts, that

    furthest to the left in an op en

     ield,

     eing near the ext rem e

    right one of Capt. Gould's Co . K . I put Lieut. Ed m o n s t o n

    in charge of that end of the line an d Lieut. Carpenter in

    charge of the center, an d posted the remaining m e n

    in squads along towa rd the right an d into s o m e w o o d s .

    Whi le this disposition w a s being ma d e , I hea rd s o m e scat

    tering shots d o w n to wa rd the left. Leav in g First

    Sergt.  The be n in charge of the detach ment o n the

    right.

      I ran across the curve of the fis hho ok thr oug h

    the wo o d s towards the center of m y line, but before I reached

    it I saw a rebel picket line advancing across an o pe n field in

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    our

     front,

     and just behind it t w o lines of battle closely massed,

    with l a g s  lying  nd officers o n horseback, em er gi ng fr o m the

    w o o d s in the rear of the ield, ut with their flanks so m a s k e d

    in w o o d s o n either side of the

     ield

     hat I could not see h o w

    far they extended. It w a s a magnificent sight, for the lines

    m o v e d as steadily as if on parade, an d if ever I longed for a

    battery of artillery with gun s shotted with grap e a nd canister,

    and m y o w n m e n behind those  guns, it w a s then and there,

    for I d o not think the lines wer e m o r e than t w o or three hun

    dred yards f r o m wh e re I stood. The re wa s a piece of s w a m p y

    gr ou nd in their front wh ic h I k n e w wo ul d mo st likely break

    u p their regular formation and delay the m a little, but I

    feared that their left

     lank,

     hi ch I could not

     see,

     migh t ex

    tend so far to their left that

     it

     wo ul d overlap m y right and give

    m e trouble in the rear. Ho w e v e r , it w a s no time to hesitate,

    an d I dete rmin ed to wi th dr aw the center of m y lino slowly,

    firing as w e fell back, keeping in touch with C o m p a n y K , and-

    straightening out m y