This morning we are at a stand in the river at Pittsburg
Landing. The fleet is large—about one hundred steamers throng the river. As far
as the eye can reach, up and down, their smokestacks can be seen looming up.
The Seventh has now been on the Fairchild for eleven days. They have been
crowded, and part of the time the weather has been very inclement. The
expedition thus far has been one of exciting interest. All along the river,
where the old flag was seen to flash its light, loyal ones flocked to the
shores, and as they beheld the proud steamers moving up the Tennessee, with
that golden treasure on their masts, and from the decks the bayonets gleaming,
they wept tears of joy, for they knew that with them would come freedom and
protection.
SOURCES: Daniel Leib
Ambrose, History of the Seventh Regiment Illinois Volunteer Infantry,
p. 46
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