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David Lane
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Monday, May 6, 2024
Diary of Musician David Lane, January 15, 1863
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Our shanties are completed, and we moved in yesterday. They are warm and dry, and cannot but affect the health of the men favorably. I recei...
Diary of Musician David Lane, February 2, 1863
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Camp Pittman, Va. Our camp has been christened at last. We are building a huge oven, large enough to supply our brigade with soft bread. Fur...
Diary of Musician David Lane, February 8, 1863
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We are under marching orders again—ready to move at a minute's notice. The Ninth Army Corps is detached from the Army of the Potomac and...
Diary of Musician David Lane, February 15, 1863
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We are now on the “heaving sea and the bounding wave.” We were aroused yesterday morning at four o'clock, ordered to prepare breakfast a...
Diary of Musician David Lane, February 28, 1863
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Newport News is a military post, and is of no importance in any other sense. There were no villages or cities here previous to the war. Now ...
Diary of Musician David Lane, March 17, 1863
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We have just received orders to be ready to march at a minute's notice, with two days' rations in our haversacks. The quiet of repos...
Diary of Musician David Lane, March 27, 1863
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Louisville, Ky. We did not go to Suffolk as I anticipated. Third Division went in our stead, while we took another direction, and in eight d...
Diary of Musician David Lane, March 31, 1863
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Bardstown, where we are now encamped, is an old city of about six thousand inhabitants. The Seminary, which we now occupy as a hospital, was...
Friday, March 15, 2024
Diary of Musician David Lane, October 3, 1862
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October 3d, 1862. We have moved camp three miles, and are now five miles above Harper's Ferry, on the banks of the Potomac. The days a...
Diary of Musician David Lane, October 9, 1862
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Pleasant Valley, October 9th, 1862. We moved from Antietam day before yesterday, in order, as reported, to be nearer our supplies. However...
Diary of Musician David Lane, Sunday, October 12, 1862
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October 12th. It is now nine o'clock of a Sabbath evening, and as I pen these lines my wife and children, perhaps are listening to wor...
Diary of Musician David Lane, October 17, 1862
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Pleasant Valley, October 17th, 1862. Being in a wakeful mood, I will try and compose my mind by writing a few lines in my diary, for we ha...
Diary of Musician David Lane, October 28, 1862
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Camp near Lovetsville, Va., Oct. 28th. We bade farewell to Pleasant Valley, and started for the land of "Dixie" quite unexpected...
Diary of Musician David Lane, December 9, 1862
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Camp near Fredericksburg, Dec. 9th, 1862. It has been a long time—fully five weeks since I made the last entry in this journal. The forced...
Diary of Musician David Lane, December 28, 1862
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Camp near Fredericksburg, Dec. 28th, 1862. The battle of Fredericksburg has been fought and—lost. We are now engaged in the laudable occup...
Diary of Musician David Lane, December 29, 1862
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December 29th, 1862. As I was sitting by my cosy fire last evening—for we have evenings here, long, dreary ones—thinking of past events an...
Wednesday, February 21, 2024
Diary of Musician David Lane, August 31, 1862
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Fort Baker, D. C., Aug. 31st, 1862. I have already learned that—finding much leisure time upon his hands, after all soldierly duties have ...
Diary of Musician David Lane, September 4, 1862
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We have been three days in camp, and have fully recovered from the fatigues of our long journey. Drill is the order of the day, as it is the...
Diary of Musician David Lane, September 21, 1862
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Maryland Heights, Va., September 21st, 1862. Toward evening of the 13th we left Frederic City and marched out on the National Turnpike tow...
Diary of Musician David Lane, September 27, 1862
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Antietam, September 27th, 1862. We have had one week of rest; are encamped three miles from our last battlefields, with a prospect of stay...
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