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Thursday, August 20, 2026
Diary of Musician David Lane, October 18, 1863
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Knoxville, Tenn. Once more have my eyes been gladdened and my heart made to rejoice by the reception of love's sweet messengers—letter...
Diary of Musician David Lane, October 21, 1863
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Loudon, Tenn. We left Knoxville yesterday at 3 a. m. and took up our line of march for Kingston, forty miles distant, expecting to make it...
Diary of Musician David Lane, October 22, 1863
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Active warfare is said to be like a game of chess, and it is sufficiently active in West Tennessee just now. An unexpected counter move has ...
Diary of Musician David Lane, October 23, 1863— 7 p. m.
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Loudon. This has been a dismal day. It reminds me of the day we crossed the Potomac last fall. It began to rain at 5 o'clock this morn...
Diary of Musician David Lane, October 25, 1863
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The storm has passed away, and the sun shines out warm and genial. The roads are in fearful condition, but getting better. Yesterday all t...
Diary of Musician David Lane, October 27, 1863
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Loudon. Everything remains precisely as it was three days ago. We are not allowed to leave camp, at least beyond bugle call. Our guns must...
Diary of Musician David Lane, October 28, 1863
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Lenoir, Tenn. I said yesterday that I was puzzled. I am more than ever today. I am confounded, disappointed, chagrined. Our forces evacu...
Diary of Musician David Lane, October 29, 1863
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Lenoir. Another letter from home last night, dated October 16th. Only four letters in two months; I find, too, my letters are quite as irr...
Diary of Musician David Lane, October 31, 1863
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Lenoir. We are working like beavers, building our little houses. They are to be eight feet by ten, and will accommodate four persons. Noth...
Friday, May 15, 2026
Diary of Musician David Lane, October 1, 1863
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We have pitched our tents in rear of our guns and still occupy the same position. Our trap was set for a band of guerillas who have been ope...
Diary of Musician David Lane, October 2, 1863
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Knoxville, Tenn. We are shut out from all intercourse with the rest of the world. Even Dame Rumor has retired behind the scenes, exhausted...
Diary of Musician David Lane, October 3, 1863
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Our trap is sprung at last. For three long, weary days and sleepless nights we patiently awaited the coming of that "flanking column...
Diary of Musician David Lane, October 7, 1863
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Colonel Luce is going home again, on furlough, to recruit. He takes with him three officers of the line and ten Sergeants—one from each comp...
Diary of Musician David Lane, October 9, 1863
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At daylight yesterday we were ordered to be ready to march at 9 o'clock. It had been rumored for several days the Rebels had possession ...
Diary of Musician David Lane, October 12, 1863
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We left Knoxville at 9 a. m. of Saturday and arrived within ten miles of Greenville about sundown. The hills and valleys were covered with t...
Diary of Musician David Lane, October 14, 1863
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Our part in this expedition is done, and we are on our way back to Knoxville. Wilcox's "baby brigade," as our boys call them, ...
Friday, February 27, 2026
Diary of Musician David Lane, September 9, 1863
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Crab Orchard, Ky. Again has the note of preparation sounded in our camp, and all hands are busy getting ready for another campaign. In...
Diary of Musician David Lane, September 13, 1863
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London, Ky. We broke camp last Thursday morning, the tenth of September, bound for Cumberland Gap, ninety miles distant. The first day...
Diary of Musician David Lane, September 14, 1863
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We were aroused this morning at 3 o'clock and ordered to be ready to march at 5 o'clock. In a very few minutes hundreds of fires wer...
Diary of Musician David Lane, September 16, 1863
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I was so completely exhausted yesterday I did not expect to be able to march at all today, but, thanks to my recuperative powers, I arose th...
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