One of the pleasantest days of the season; reminding us of the June
Sundays at home. We have nothing to do, and very little to write about. This
noon, while a party were on the roof of the house, we heard shouting down town,
and soon saw troops crossing the bridge. Knowing it was Gen. Foster and the
relief from New Berne, we tried to get away to see them, but the guard would
not let us go, so we had to stay at home.
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. 51
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