Reveille at two
A.M.; started at half-past four; marched about a quarter of a mile, and went
into battery. Started again at eleven; marched five miles, and went into camp.
Raining all day.
SOURCE: John Lord
Parker, Henry Wilson's Regiment: History of the Twenty-second
Massachusetts Infantry, the Second Company Sharpshooters and the Third Light
Battery, in the War of the Rebellion, p. 277
Reveille at two
A.M.; started at four; marched by Emmettsburg and through Utica, Md., and went
into camp at five P.M. Roads very muddy. Twenty-seven miles.
SOURCE: John Lord
Parker, Henry Wilson's Regiment: History of the Twenty-second
Massachusetts Infantry, the Second Company Sharpshooters and the Third Light
Battery, in the War of the Rebellion, p. 277
Reveille at four
A.M.; started at half-past six; marched to Middletown, and went into camp at
six P.M. Saw a squad of rebels. Fourteen miles.
SOURCE: John Lord
Parker, Henry Wilson's Regiment: History of the Twenty-second
Massachusetts Infantry, the Second Company Sharpshooters and the Third Light
Battery, in the War of the Rebellion, p. 277
Reveille at three
A.M.; started from Middletown at half-past five; marched over South Mountain,
and went into camp at the foot of it. Seven miles.
SOURCE: John Lord
Parker, Henry Wilson's Regiment: History of the Twenty-second
Massachusetts Infantry, the Second Company Sharpshooters and the Third Light
Battery, in the War of the Rebellion, p. 277
Reveille at three
A.M.; started at half-past six; marched by Boonsborough to Antietam Bridge,
where we went into position at one P.M. Eight miles.
SOURCE: John Lord
Parker, Henry Wilson's Regiment: History of the Twenty-second
Massachusetts Infantry, the Second Company Sharpshooters and the Third Light
Battery, in the War of the Rebellion, p. 278
Reveille at three
A.M.; started at half-past six; formed a new line about a mile from where we
left, and advanced again at four P.M., and stopped there all night.
SOURCE: John Lord
Parker, Henry Wilson's Regiment: History of the Twenty-second
Massachusetts Infantry, the Second Company Sharpshooters and the Third Light
Battery, in the War of the Rebellion, p. 278
Reveille at three
A.M.; started at four; marched through Kediesville and over South Mountain, and
went into camp at eight P.M. It rained in the afternoon, and a lot of horses
gave out. It was the hardest march in the campaign. Twenty miles.
SOURCE: John Lord
Parker, Henry Wilson's Regiment: History of the Twenty-second
Massachusetts Infantry, the Second Company Sharpshooters and the Third Light
Battery, in the War of the Rebellion, p. 278
It was rumored this
morning that we march tomorrow at 5 a. m. Little attention was paid to this,
however, and the men were enjoying themselves as usual, gathered in groups
around their camp fires, which the cool mountain breezes rendered grateful, singing
songs, spinning yarns or writing letters to loved ones at home. About 9 o'clock
the official order came: "Reveille at 3; march at 5." Rations were to
be drawn, which occupied us until nearly midnight, and left little time for
sleep. Again was there a change of program, and we were notified that reveille
would sound at the usual hour. At last we retired to rest, thinking to get two
or three hours of quiet sleep. Alas, the "glorious uncertainties of
war," I had hardly closed my eyes in sleep or so it seemed to me ere our
Orderly Sergeant came around to every tent "Fall out, boys; pack up; we
are off immediately." We have soldiered too long to stop and ask
questions, be our curiosity ever so great, so out we fell, packed our traps in
silence, and awaited orders.
We had not long to
wait. Colonel Luce soon came around to each company and said, in his mild,
quiet way, "Put on your things, men, and fall in on the color line without
further orders."
In less than fifteen
minutes from the time we were first aroused our brigade was in motion, filing
down the ravine silently as a band of Indians upon the warpath. We marched
directly to the ferry, south of the city, crossed over, and a little after
daylight formed in line about two miles from the landing.
The road from the
city followed a ravine running south about a mile, then turned abruptly to the
right, winding around the hills in a southwesterly direction. At or in rear of
this angle a cannon was placed in position to sweep the road for about half a
mile. This piece was supported by the Twentieth Michigan. In advance half a
mile, and on the left of the road, the Second Michigan was concealed in a
cornfield, while on the right, and a little in advance of them, another
gun was masked and supported by the Seventeenth. Still further on, and to the
left, were two more pieces of artillery, supported by the One Hundredth
Pennsylvania. Not a sign of these movements could be seen from the road. Here,
then, is a most ingeniously contrived trap. Where is the game? And what?
SOURCE: David Lane, A Soldier's Diary: The Story of
a Volunteer, 1862-1865, pp. 97-9
Reveille at four
o'clock; started on our march after a "hearty cup of coffee." Struck
inland and marched around Lake St. Joseph, through one of the most beautiful
countries I ever saw; the plantations large and residences elegant; one in
particular, Judge Bowie's, was one of the most elegant places in the South; the
flower garden eclipsed anything of the kind I ever saw. Most of the men had
bouquets stuck in their muskets. My horse had his head decorated with them.
This elegant place was in ruins by the time we got there. The house had been
burned, as were most of the residences around the lake, and all the cotton
gins. Most of the owners had fled and left their houses to the care of the
servants. I must say that the officers did what they could to prevent it, and
General Ransom halted the brigade and said he would have any of his command
severely punished if caught in the act of setting fire to any building, yet
while he was talking, flames burst forth from half a dozen houses. Marched
eighteen miles.
SOURCE: Joseph
Stockton, War Diary (1862-5) of Brevet Brigadier General Joseph
Stockton, pp. 13-4
Revillie early, at 8. A. M. went on board the Ben Stickney, 50th on board Peytonia, both large boats were fired on above Helena. Peytonia had 4 men Killed 4 wounded. Stickny one wonded Genl Lu. Wallace & Luit on board the Ben Stickny. At 8:20 leave for below Meet the A with an Ill cav Regt on board meet several boats not loaded with soldiers. Officers on a gay. No enlisted men allowed in cabin this evening. going to dance. 2 recruits recd 13th assigned to co G. fills our co to the minmium. finest kind of weather
SOURCE: “Diary of John S. Morgan, Company G, Thirty-Third Iowa Infantry,” Annals of Iowa, Vol. XIII, No. 8, Third Series, Des Moines, April 1923, p. 574
Reveille sounded at
half-past two A.M. Started from Hartwood Church at nine o'clock, and marched to
Weaverville. Went into camp at seven P.M., after a march of twenty-three miles.
The day was very pleasant, and the roads good.
SOURCE: John Lord
Parker, Henry Wilson's Regiment: History of the Twenty-second
Massachusetts Infantry, the Second Company Sharpshooters and the Third Light
Battery, in the War of the Rebellion, p. 275
Reveille sounded at
two A.M. Left camp at five o'clock, and marched to Manassas Junction, where we
went into position on the left of the railroad, at three р.м. Marched nineteen
miles.
SOURCE: John Lord
Parker, Henry Wilson's Regiment: History of the Twenty-second
Massachusetts Infantry, the Second Company Sharpshooters and the Third Light
Battery, in the War of the Rebellion, p. 275
Reveille was sounded
at one A.M. Marched till half-past four, to Centreville, where we saw the Ninth
Massachusetts Battery. Went into camp at three P.M., at a place called Gum
Springs. The day was very hot, and the roads dusty, and several of the men were
sun-struck. Eighteen miles.
SOURCE: John Lord
Parker, Henry Wilson's Regiment: History of the Twenty-second
Massachusetts Infantry, the Second Company Sharpshooters and the Third Light
Battery, in the War of the Rebellion, pp. 275-6
Reveille sounded at
one A.M. Left camp at three A.M., to go on reconnoissance with the cavalry.
Fell in with them and the flying-artillery, and marched to Middleburg, and went
into position on the outskirts of the town. Our cavalry fought the rebel
cavalry all day, and drove them to Ashby's Gap. Marched six miles.
SOURCE: John Lord
Parker, Henry Wilson's Regiment: History of the Twenty-second
Massachusetts Infantry, the Second Company Sharpshooters and the Third Light
Battery, in the War of the Rebellion, p. 276
To-day begins the
Pennsylvania campaign. Reveille sounded at four A.M. Left camp at six o'clock.
Marched through Leesburg, and crossed the Potomac on a pontoon-bridge at
Edwards's Ferry. Went into camp on the Maryland side at eight P.M. There was a
fine rain almost all day, and the roads were very bad; but marched twenty-two
miles.
SOURCE: John Lord
Parker, Henry Wilson's Regiment: History of the Twenty-second
Massachusetts Infantry, the Second Company Sharpshooters and the Third Light
Battery, in the War of the Rebellion, p. 276
Bright and clear,
warm and pleasant. How well do I remember two short years ago today when we
took a sleigh ride and made a regular family visit at Uncle Tim's. Since then I
have traveled over four thousand miles, five hundred and eighty of which I
marched with gun on my shoulder; have seen more vice and drunkenness than I
ever supposed existed, yet I hope I am morally no worse than when surrounded by
kind relatives and friends. An orderly call beat immediately after reveille
this morning at which time we received orders to cook our rations and be ready
by half past seven. We cooked our fresh pork and by the appointed time had it
in our haversacks, and our knapsacks strapped on our backs, ready for the
march. We went eight miles and camped close to a small town called Lafayette,
situated on the Memphis and Charleston R. R. As soon as we had pitched our
tents, Chas. Berry and myself went out one mile from camp and killed a hog. We
are now the first regiment of the first brigade, commanded by Brigadier-General
McArthur, of Gen. Hamilton's corps, of the left wing of Gen. Grant's army. We
were put in the rear of the brigade today as a special guard to keep up the stragglers.
SOURCE: Seth James Wells, The Siege of Vicksburg: From the Diary of Seth J. Wells, Including Weeks of Preparation and of Occupation After the Surrender, pp. 24-5
Revelie at 3 A. M.
Raining Regt moves out of camp at 6:30 a. m. & are on the cars at 8, a. m.
cars were crowded, 1/3 of men on top, at Duvalls Bluff at 1. P. M. on board
steamer Paragon at 4 P. M. 50th Ind on board Rowena we tie up 30 mile below.
Duvalls Bluffs a perfect mudhole. Left mail at the Rock, which was not
destributed. Rained almost incessantly all day.
SOURCE: “Diary of
John S. Morgan, Company G, Thirty-Third Iowa Infantry,” Annals of Iowa,
Vol. XIII, No. 8, Third Series, Des Moines, April 1923, p. 574
Reveille sounded
this morning a little after 2 o'clock. We filled our haversacks, got our breakfasts,
and by daylight were ready for the march. We fell into ranks, the regiment was
formed, and then we witnessed an unexpected ceremony which is disgusting to
every true soldier—the drumming out of a fellow soldier for disobedience and
disgraceful conduct. I should prefer death to being marched between two lines
of a regiment by a guard, at a charged bayonet, with an escort, the band
playing the Rogues March, and the remainder of the regiment standing at charged
bayonets; but it was soon over, the ranks were closed, and the regiment started
on the march. We crossed Wolf Creek, a fine stream one mile from LaGrange. We
passed over a fine country somewhat broken. The army has surely left its mark
here. Miles of fences and scores of houses have been burnt. From one place we
could count seven or eight ruins. The destruction of property is not
countenanced by a good soldier, but every regiment has its straggling, order
breaking reprobates that are a disgrace to the flag they fight under. We
reached Coldwater toward night and camped. I was on guard. I came across an old
cove who helped build dam No. 4, in Maryland, and knew all the citizens who
live there now.
SOURCE: Seth James
Wells, The Siege of Vicksburg: From the Diary of Seth J. Wells,
Including Weeks of Preparation and of Occupation After the Surrender, p.
16-7
It is said the
pickets of the Fourteenth Indiana and the enemy's cavalry came in collision
to-day, and that three of the latter were killed.
It is now 9 P. M.
Sergeants are calling the roll for the last time to-night. In half an hour taps
will be sounded and the lights extinguished in every private's tent. The first
call in the morning, reveille, is at five; breakfast call, six; surgeon's call,
seven; drill, eight; recall, eleven; dinner, twelve; drill again at four;
recall, five; guard-mounting, half-past five; first call for dress-parade, six;
second call, half-past six; tattoo at nine, and taps at half-past. So the day
goes round.
Hardee for a month
or more was a book of impenetrable mysteries. The words conveyed no idea to my
mind, and the movements described were utterly beyond my comprehension; but now
the whole thing comes almost without study.
SOURCE: John Beatty, The Citizen-soldier: Or, Memoirs of a Volunteer, p. 41
Major Wood, Fifteenth Indiana, thought he heard chopping last night, and imagined that the enemy was engaged in cutting a road to our rear.
Lieutenant Driscoll and party returned to-day. They slept on the mountains last night; were inside the enemy's picket lines; heard reveille sounded this morning, but could not obtain a view of the camp.
Have just returned from a sixteen-mile ride, visiting picket posts. The latter half of the ride was after nightfall. Found officers and men vigilant and ready to meet an attack.
Obtained some fine huckleberries and blackberries on the mountain to-day. Had a blackberry pie and pudding for dinner. Rather too much happiness for one day; but then the crust of the pudding was tolerably tough. The grass is a foot high in parts of my tent, where it has not been trodden down, and the gentle grasshopper makes music all the day, and likewise all the night.
Our fortifications are progressing slowly. If the enemy intends to attack at all, he will probably do so before they are complete; and if he does not, the fortifications will be of no use to us. But this is the philosophy of a lazy man, and very similar to that of the Irishman who did not put roof on his cabin: when it rained he could not, and in fair weather he did not need it.
SOURCE: John Beatty, The Citizen-soldier: Or, Memoirs of a Volunteer, p. 47-8
