Christmas. A fine
day, and, being my birthday, I was allowed a furlough, for chum and self, from
reveille till tattoo.
We started as early
as possible for New Berne, and, among other things, had a first-class turkey
dinner, with all the fixings, silverware, cut glass, white tablecloth, and some
one to wait on table. But for us, as for all, the day came to a close, and at
the usual time we were back, no better than about eighty others, excepting the
memory of home-life which the associations of the day had called up.
SOURCE: John Jasper
Wyeth, Leaves from a Diary Written While Serving in Co. E, 44 Mass.
Dep’t of North Carolina from September 1862 to June 1863, p. 30
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