Thursday, 3d—It rained again all day, and although our camp is on high ground, on the bluff just east of town, yet it is a jelly of mud. It couldn’t be otherwise with three or four thousand men tramping over it.
Downing’s Civil War Diary.–Alexander G. Downing.
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