Marched eleven miles to Fisher's Hill. Ascended Round Top Mountain,
Rebel signal station. A fine view of the Valley, marred by the fires and smoke
of burning stacks and barns. A bitter, windy, cold afternoon and night. Rebel
cavalry harrassing our rear.
SOURCE: Charles
Richard Williams, editor, Diary and Letters of Rutherford Birchard
Hayes, Volume 2, p. 523
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