Nothing important has taken place. Our regular routine of
duty goes on from day to day. A strong picket guard is kept up owing to the
guerillas in these mountains. Mosby is the chief among them. This seems to be
the rainy season, judging by the way it comes down. Mud, mud, sticky Virginia
mud. At every step one must lift a load of it, as it sticks to our army shoes.
It helps to add misery to our camp life. Well, we are Uncle Sam's soldiers,
doing our duty from day to day.
SOURCE: Charles H. Lynch, The Civil War Diary,
1862-1865, of Charles H. Lynch 18th Conn. Vol's, p. 52
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