June 12, 1864.
I have another opportunity to write you a few lines. We have
moved about a mile to the left and made a slight advance, and taken up a new
position.
I would rather go into a pitched battle than be situated as
we are now. Within five hundred yards of us is a rebel battery posted on a
hill, which completely enfilades our line. We have thrown up heavy traverses,
which I hope will protect the men, and I shall select a good tree for myself if
there is any vigorous shelling. A little while ago they tossed a shell which
killed one man and wounded another in the regiment on my left. This kind of a
thing you expect in a battle, but when you are lying peaceably in camp it is
rather disgusting.
How many more weeks this style of thing is going to last I
can't tell, but I am sure that the majority of this corps is hoping for a
general battle to end it.
SOURCE: Charles Fessenden Morse, Letters Written
During the Civil War, 1861-1865, p. 170
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