Scottsboro, Ala., April
28, 1864.
We received marching orders last night, and will probably
move to-morrow morning. Supposition is that we go to Huntsville first, there
store our baggage, and then cross the Tennessee river and open the Spring
campaign. I am much pleased at the prospect of moving once more. Have never
been so well and comfortably situated in the army, nor was I ever tired of
lying still. Lieutenant Miller R. Q. M. while hunting some mules a few miles
from camp, last Monday was captured by the enemy, and is now on his way to the
"Hotel de Libby" (not) rejoicing. 'Tis something of a joke on Miller.
Weather is becoming most uncomfortably warm. Altogether too hot for marching.
Boys of our regiment and troops of the whole corps, never started on a march in
better spirits. Will write as often as have opportunities. Swarms of flies
interfere with my afternoon naps lately.
SOURCE: Charles Wright Wills, Army Life of an
Illinois Soldier, p. 228-9
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