Troops are landing all the while, from Illinois, Indiana,
and Ohio. The great northwest seem to be flocking in. The Seventh move their
camp back in the woods and pitch their tents on high ground. We are more
comfortable now; not so much crowded. We are out where the free winds blow. It
is rumored that General Grant designs moving upon the rebels in their
stronghold at Fort Donelson. We may advance soon. Ere another sun shall have
been far on its journey, the army perhaps will be tramping, and while it is drifting
on its path, may the God of heaven who smiled upon Europe's great battle
fields, smile upon the army of the Republic as she flings her banners to the
wind and battles for the world's last hope, for liberty, fidelity, and truth.
SOURCES: Daniel Leib Ambrose, History of the Seventh
Regiment Illinois Volunteer Infantry, p. 29
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