Yesterday, and day before, boats were constantly arriving
and troops embarking from here, destined for Vicksburg. There will be another
fight, and of course it will fall. I wish Will was out of it; I don't want him
to die. I got the kindest, sweetest letter from Will when Miriam came from
Greenwell. It was given to her by a guerrilla on the road who asked if she was
not Miss Sarah Morgan.
SOURCE: Sarah Morgan Dawson, A Confederate Girl's
Diary, p. 81-2
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