Up very early this morning and on the march. A hot, muggy
morn. After being under way about two hours, we could hear in the distance the
popping of guns. Sounded like skirmishing firing. We thought there was music
ahead for us. We kept pushing on. After a time the road rounded a curve on the
mountains, where we could see ahead for a short distance. We could see the men
leave the road and some running back. As we came near the point, saw that it
was a cliff, a great overhanging rock. We learned that it was known as the
Hawk's Nest, giving a grand view of the New River, the mountains and valleys.
We were allowed a look and permission to shoot, and listen to the wonderful
echo our old muskets made. The view was something grand and awful. Shall never
forget that scene. We learned there was a legend connected with its history.
Indian lovers jumped from the cliff because the father, a chief, would not let
his daughter marry the man of her choice. The story was told us by people
living near.
After a time we began to descend the mountains, which
I learned were the Gauley Mountains. At the foot of the mountains we came to a
halt at the Gauley River, the bridge having been destroyed at the breaking out
of the war, when General Rosencrans drove the rebel General, Robert E. Lee, out
of West Virginia. We went up the river a short distance, where we managed to
cross. The New River and the Gauley meet at this point and form the Great
Kanawah River. A short distance from the Gauley River, on the bank of the
Kanawah River, an ideal spot, camp was located. At this point rations had been
stored for Hunter's hungry army. Good bacon, salt beef, salt pork, rice, beans,
coffee, sugar, hardtack. Good water. Fine place for bathing. The Kanawah River
was as clear as crystal. Plenty to eat, a chance to bathe, wash our clothes,
rest, made a great improvement in our condition in a very short time. This is a
very interesting point here, as we learn its history from the old residents.
They seem pleased to meet us and give us all the particulars about the
location. Great lofty mountains on each side of the rivers. More inhabitants
here than we have seen in any place for a long time.
SOURCE: Charles H. Lynch, The Civil War Diary,
1862-1865, of Charles H. Lynch 18th Conn. Vol's, p. 88-9
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