We remained opposite Banks ford until April 30th, at 2 P. M., when we fell in, marched to the United States ford and crossed the river, bivouacking in a heavy timbered wilderness. The roads were frightful, and all hands became covered with mud. The headquarters ambulance in which our blankets, rations, etc., were carried, failed to come up, and we were obliged to sit around a weakly camp fire throughout the long, dark night, hungry, cold, and wretched.
“The roads were frightful, and all hands became covered with mud.” –Diary of Josiah Marshall Favill.
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