It turns out that the cannonading heard on Thursday was the
beginning of the great battle at Richmond. All around, people who have acuter
ears than I have hear it with wonderful distinctness. Every day since, the
sound has been audible, especially when on a hill top. Mr. F. stood this
morning (I was beside him) and counted the rounds.
SOURCE: Elizabeth Preston Allan, The Life and
Letters of Margaret Junkin Preston, p. 145
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