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rebellious, arm 'gain
amp and marched toward the
ying "Carry me bac
le could be understood by men in the ranks. Nothing w
rprised would b
l back would b
t our faces as we marched toward the west. Up hill and down hill,
were detailed to fill canteens.
llis was a big, red-haired serg
louds of dust risin
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saluting, spoke to a captain, who at once reported to the colone
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eared in the bus
eturned; the regim
s pointed to the left. I could see
skirmishers,
els out
t to be ready for
ant, the sun directly in our faces. This little peaked infantry cap is a damnable outrage. The straps across my shoulders seemed to cut my flesh. Great drops rolled down my face. My canteen was soon dry. The men were no longer erect as on dress parade.
; a new deta
ranks. I was too tired to sleep. Where we were I knew not, and I know not--somewhere in Fairfax County, Virginia. Willis, who was near me, lying on his blanket, his cartridge-box for a pillow, said that we were the left of McDowell's arm
we were aroused
e in the woods, and within a hundred yards of a feeble rivulet which, ran from west to east almost parallel with our skirmish-line; nothing could be seen in fro
rgia and the Carolinas. The tree caused me to think of my many sojourns in the So
said he, drop
what?"
you hear it?
rthwest, a low rumble. All the men were on their feet
ct that he knew something of the nature of the advance begun on the 16th, the public was informed that Heintzelman's division would swing far to the left until the rear of Beauregard's right flank was reached; at the same time Miles and Hunt
d a little when he saw his own view seconded, although, he
ourt-House," said he; "but the firing we heard awhile ago m
ohnson, of our company--had, been on post for two mortal hours, and was more concerned about the relief in his rear than about the enemy that might not be in his front. The sergeant halted within a few paces of the vedette, while I received instructions. I was
alling. A few faint stars began to shine. A thousand insects were cheeping; a thousand frogs in disjointed concert welcomed the twilight. A gentle
he tree, and peere
ought it would be but natural to be nervous, and I found myself surprised when I decided that I was no
houghts were full of wars and battles. My present duty made me think, of Indians. I wondered whether the
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