August 6th. We six madcaps got in the carriage and buggy, and rode off in search of news. We took a quantity of old linen rags along, and during the whole drive, our fingers were busy making lint. Once we stopped at a neighbor’s to gather the news, but that did not interfere with our [...]
Wednesday, 6th–I went on guard again. The boys are having high times today; all having plenty of money, they are making it lively in camp. But those on guard duty are having hard work because of the hot weather; for with dress coat buttoned up, all accouterments strapped on, and carrying musket at right shoulder [...]
Aug. 6th. Wednesday. In the morning there was a great scare about Quantrell’s band. Reported near Montebello, 40 miles east, preparing for a raid against Fort Scott. A report that three companies of the 3rd Wisconsin had been captured. At nine “to arms” blew and to arms the men went. They seized their old rusted [...]
Wednesday, 6th.—Moved up one miles this A. M. Cannonading began at 9 A. M. at 9:30 A. M., pretty heavy skirmishing towards Tazewell. 10:30, rather heavy fighting. 11 A. M., regiment ordered to the front, double quick. Just then a soldier met us, wounded slightly in the hand, who yelled to us, “Hurry up, boys; [...]
AUGUST 6th.—Jackson is making preparations to fight. I know the symptoms. He has made Pope believe he’s afraid of him.
6th,–I am just in receipt of the following letter, and lest I may some day be disposed to charge the friends of those for whom I labor with want of appreciation of my efforts, I record it in my journal, with the hope that my eyes may often fall on it. I am almost daily [...]