This morning, after having patiently waited their time, the
Seventh is marched from the Fairchild and camped in the woods back from the
landing. It is indeed refreshing and invigorating to get out where the fresh
winds blow. Those of the Seventh who were fanatical on steamboat riding don't
seem inclined to expatiate much upon its beauties after their thirteen day's
ride and life on the Fairchild. None are found to cast a tear of regret on
leaving their repulsive berths.
SOURCES: Daniel Leib
Ambrose, History of the Seventh Regiment Illinois Volunteer Infantry,
p. 47
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