Called up by daylight. This morning a hot one. Must bid
farewell to this town. The people will no doubt be pleased to see us leaving.
We had a very quiet time here. Roads very dusty. Our scouts report the enemy in
all directions. The boys are in good spirits as we go marching along, taking
observations, looking for points of interest. Passed within four miles of
Virginia Natural Bridge. Was in hopes that we could see it. These are rough,
stony roads. After a hard march we reached the town of Buchanon, near high and
lofty mountains. Here the enemy had burned the bridge. The Engineer and Pioneer
Corps made the ruins strong enough for us to cross. We camp for the night in a
wheat field. Thankful to stop for a rest, after marching about twenty-four
miles. It looks to us as though we shall be obliged to climb the mountains
tomorrow. The road leads in that direction. This is a wild looking country. The
scenery grand. Very few people can be seen as we pass through the towns and
villages on the line of march, going farther in the enemy's country, and away
from our base of supplies. It makes us feel that we are in for much hard work
and marching.
SOURCE: Charles H. Lynch, The Civil War Diary,
1862-1865, of Charles H. Lynch 18th Conn. Vol's, p. 76
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