November 18, 1864.
We got here at noon but will wait until to-morrow, I
understand, for the 3d and 4th Divisions to lay a pontoon bridge across the
Ocmulgee river. This has been a summer resort of some note. From 800 to 1,000
people congregate here. The spring is a little stream of water not larger than
your finger, which runs from the rock at the rate of a gallon a minute. It is
sulphur water with some other ingredient that gives it a very disagreeable
ordor. This is quite a romantic place. Foraged some peach brandy, which was destroyed.
SOURCE: Charles Wright Wills, Army Life of an Illinois Soldier,
p. 321
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