On picket four miles
south of Marietta, October 8th.
We occupy the old Johnny skirmish pits. It was outrageously
cold last night. I elected myself fireman and did not neglect my duties. I have
men from every regiment in the brigade (seven). There are an abundance of
chestnuts here, and at every post the boys have worked pretty steadily all day
roasting and eating. All sit on their knapsacks before the fire, every fellow
with a stick to take out the nuts. It is right interesting to hear the men
talk. Nearly all have been in the service three years or over, and almost every
battlefield in the West has been seen by some of the brigade. We move. The
Rebels have crossed the Etawah.
SOURCE: Charles Wright Wills, Army Life of an
Illinois Soldier, p. 307
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