June 12, 1864.
I have another opportunity to write you a few lines. We have moved about a mile to the left and made a slight advance, and taken up a new position.
I would rather go into a pitched battle than be situated as we are now. Within five hundred yards of us is a rebel battery posted on a hill, which completely enfilades our line. We have thrown up heavy traverses, which I hope will protect the men, and I shall select a good tree for myself if there is any vigorous shelling. A little while ago they tossed a shell which killed one man and wounded another in the regiment on my left. This kind of a thing you expect in a battle, but when you are lying peaceably in camp it is rather disgusting.
How many more weeks this style of thing is going to last I can't tell, but I am sure that the majority of this corps is hoping for a general battle to end it.
SOURCE: Charles Fessenden Morse, Letters Written During the Civil War, 1861-1865, p. 170