We passed a very uncomfortable night in old dirty box cars.
After a ride of sixty miles we reached a station known as Monrovia very early
in the morning, just before daylight. Pickets were soon posted on the roads
crossing the railroad. A sharp lookout was kept. After daylight we took
possession of a small Quaker church and sheds for our quarters. We were obliged
to, as we did not have any tents. Started off in light marching order. Most of
the inhabitants were Quakers, very fine people. Kind to us. The warm rain
turned to snow with freezing weather, making us feel very uncomfortable for
picket duty.
SOURCE: Charles H. Lynch, The Civil War Diary,
1862-1865, of Charles H. Lynch 18th Conn. Vol's, p. 12
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