August 23d. Very little sleep on board the boat last night. Passing around New York the boat landed at Pier No. 2, North River, at about 6 A. M. The transport steamer Kill-von-Kull was at the pier waiting for us. Marched across the pier on board to the music of the band. When all were [...]
August 23d. Yesterday Anna and I spent the day with Lilly, and the rain in the evening obliged us to stay all night. Dr. Perkins stopped there, and repeated the same old stories we have been hearing, about the powder placed under the State House and Garrison, to blow them up, if forced to evacuate [...]
Saturday, 23d–Some very hot weather today. It is my turn off duty today, but I dread the picket tomorrow on the main road going into Bolivar.
23rd. In the morning did chores and read the papers. In the afternoon went into Adj. Watson’s tent. He treated to strawberries. Reeve and Major Miner were in when some one asked about our being mustered out of service. He said he thought we would not be, and then he asked why we wanted to [...]
Sunday, 24th.—Arrived at Roger’s Gap, twenty miles south of Cumberland, at 11 A. M. Crossing the mountain. So steep had to pull wagons and artillery up by hand; got to the top about 2 P. M.; rested a few minutes, and then moved forward. They called this a gap, but I was unable to see [...]
Saturday 23d.—Relieved by Hilliard’s Legion. Started down Powell’s Valley at 6 P. M. Marched all night. (Note: picture is of an unidentified Confederate soldier.)
AUGUST 23d.—Members of Congress are coming to my office every day, getting passports for their constituents. Those I have seen (Senator Brown, of Mississippi, among the rest) express a purpose not to renew the act, to expire on the 18th September, authorizing martial law.
23 August On Tuesday 19 August after Tea, John came to us, having a furlough, to get his clothes. He traveled a long way, and it was a great comfort to see him, but he only remained with us 2 days, he has gone through many perils, and is unhurt, but he returns to the [...]
HEAD QUARTERS, ANDERSON BRIGADE, 30 MILES FROM RICHMOND ON MANAPAS RAILROAD, August 23rd, 1862. My Dear Mother: This is the first opportunity that I have had to write to you since we left our camp near Richmond. Mr. Christman left us, or rather parted from us, in Richmond as we passed through on our march. [...]
On Board Ocean Steamer Arago,” In Chesapeake Bay. August 23rd.–We have now, at least for the present, bid farewell to “the Peninsula,” the land of blasted hopes, the place of our disappointments, the hot-bed of disgrace to the finest army of modern times. General Pope having drawn off the rebel army to give us an [...]