This morning finds
us still in line near Cedar Creek, and skirmish firing continues, but we are
reminded that every battle kills a soldier, some one's dear friend killed, as
we see them brought in from the skirmish line. We continue to watch one another
from the hills. Sometimes the enemy will run a section of field guns up a high
hill and throw a few shells over our way. A hot skirmish at Hupp's Hill. Near
our line is a very high hill. Our boys have a habit of going up it to watch the
enemy. Guards have been placed there to keep us away, as we might draw the
enemy's fire. A shell coming over that hill would no doubt drop in the midst of
our regiment. The weather is fearful hot, day and night. No trouble to sleep.
SOURCE: Charles H. Lynch, The
Civil War Diary, 1862-1865, of Charles H. Lynch 18th Conn. Vol's, p. 113-4
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