camp At Manassas, Oct. 16, 1863.
Dear L.,
I
wrote to Mama on the 13th a few lines which I hope she received. We have
been marching every day since. We fired a few shots day before yesterday, but
were not replied to. One of the best soldiers of the battery, however, was mortally
wounded by a stray minié
ball. We had a fight yesterday taking several positions. At one of them we had
three guns fighting about twelve across Bull Run at Blackburn's Fort. They were
however about two thousand yards and only one of our men was hurt — his leg
shot off. One of the guns also had its axle shot in two. It was a pretty lively
place I can assure you. We have lost six men and six horses killed and disabled
since crossing the Rapidan besides several other horses slightly wounded. We
are now at the place we camped last night, horses harnessed but not hitched,
and it is much later than we have been in camp for several days, usually marching
shortly after sunrise. . . .
SOURCE: Louise Wigfall Wright, A Southern Girl in
’61, p. 153
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