Following the American Civil War Sesquicentennial with day by day writings of the time, currently 1863.

Friday, September 5, 2014

Monday, 5th.—Just after dark last night, Yanks began playing bands and yelling at a furious rate, when two of our batteries turned loose on them, and stopped their yelling for awhile. The Chicago Convention nominated George B. McClelland for the presidency. Notified that L. C. Williams is dead from his wounds.

September 5th. Cold cloudy morning. All is quiet. We have a long line of earthworks near Berryville, facing south. This seems to be another case of waiting and watching. Guarding the wagon train which remains parked. Nothing special has taken place today, only a cold rain tonight, making us uncomfortable.

Monday, 5th—Clear and quite pleasant. All things are quiet.[1]


[1] Men were leaving every day for the front and but few were brought to our hospitals, since the Union army was in possession of Atlanta, where hospitals were being established, while those at Rome were to be closed just as soon as the sick there were able to go to the front.—A. G. D.

Etowah Bridge, Monday, Sept. 5. This morning at 8 A. M. we buried the remains of Mr. Gordon, the coffin borne on a caisson followed by martial band of 48th Infantry playing the dead march. His remains were consigned to their last habitation on a pretty knoll neath large oaks, without a tear or a sigh. He was left, the band playing a lively march as if to drown all thought of the dead. Another poor soldier “off duty”. The sound of the reveille will awaken him to duty no more. May his ashes rest in peace in a traitor’s land.

On guard, second relief. Cloudy, but little rain. No mail. Two long, empty trains passed to the front, supposed to go for prisoners.

Monday, September 5. — Had our usual number of watermelons and dumplings. Had a very heavy thunderstorm, together with hail. Room was quite wet, as we have no window-sashes. Had a heavy thunder-shower in the evening.

September 5, 1864.

News of the capture of Fort Morgan. Orders to march at 8 p.m. I was detailed to bring off the pickets, which was accomplished without trouble. Rebels did not know when we left, as we heard them shooting after we got back in our old works at Jonesboro. The whole army moved into the works we built the 30th. I, with my pickets, got back just before day.

5th. Monday. Moved back to B. last night. Rained. Drivers and dead-beats got scared and pulled out very quickly before we moved. In line on left of infantry. Skirmishing soon after daylight. News of fall of Atlanta. All jubilant. Lay in camp till P. M. then went on picket. Rainy and very unpleasant. Boys suffered. Sat upon their horses and at the foot of trees all night.

by John Beauchamp Jones

            SEPTEMBER 5TH.—Clear and warm.

            Gen. Lee has called for 2000 negroes (to be impressed) to work on the Petersburg fortifications. Gen. Lee has been here two days, giving his advice, which I hope may be taken. He addresses Gen. Bragg as “commanding armies C. S.” This ought to be an example for others to follow.

            The loss ofAtlanta is a stunning blow.

            I am sick to-day—having been swollen by beans, or rather cow-peas.