Tuesday, 9th–The weather away down south in Dixie is getting quite warm. The soldiers are all in good health and fine spirits. Times are quite lively, with good news from all directions around Vicksburg. Our mortar boats are throwing shells into town day and night.[1]
[1] We were all confident that Pemberton would soon be compelled to surrender Vicksburg, for we had him completely surrounded.—A. G. D.