We moved back a mile or so to the rear, and as we considered this a safe
place our horses were "unhitched, unharnessed," etc., for the first
time since the morning of the 26th, and we prepared ourselves for a good sleep—something
we had not enjoyed for nearly a week. Towards morning it rained very hard for
about three hours, but being so nearly broken down it did not even arouse me.
It is a great wonder that this did not again cause a relapse, as I was still
badly salivated. However, the excitement kept me up, and that being over I
begin to feel the effects of my imprudence.
SOURCE: William S. White, A Diary of the War; or What I
Saw of It, p. 124
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