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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