Vicksburg, Wednesday, Sept. 2. On guard, third relief. As I did not go on until 12 M., E. W. E. and myself took a ride along the line to Fort Hill, which is about three miles distant, and took another look at the ditches, holes, abatis, and bastions, from behind which many savage little balls were hurled at us two months ago, but now they are empty and grass grown. Uncle Sam is fixing up all the important forts with gabions. Port Hill entirely built over, very pretty. Returned through the hollows. Two letters from home awaiting me.
An Artilleryman’s Diary–Jenkin Lloyd Jones
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