The booming of cannon, at no very distant point, thrills us
with apprehension. We know that a battle is going on. God help us! Now let
every heart be raised to the God of battles.
Evening. — General Johnston brought in wounded, not
mortally, but painfully, in the shoulder. Other wounded are being brought in.
The fight progressing; but we are driving them.
Night. — We have possession of the camp — the enemy's
camp. The place is seven miles from Richmond. General Lee is ordered to take
General Johnston's place. The fight may be renewed to-morrow.
SOURCE: Judith W. McGuire, Diary of a Southern
Refugee, During the War, p. 117
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