There is nothing new
up to to-day, Christmas. We moved our camp a little piece. Eigenbrun came to
see us to-day from home, and brought me a splendid cake from Miss Clara Phile.
This is certainly a hard Christmas for us—bitter cold, raining and snowing all
the time, and we have no tents. The only shelter we have is a blanket spread
over a few poles, and gather leaves and put them in that shelter for a bed.
SOURCE: Louis Leon, Diary of a Tar
Heel Confederate Soldier, p. 14
