Sunday, 18th—The Thirteenth went up to Messenger’s ford on picket. We had our regular company inspection this morning. In the afternoon I went to the refugees’ camp to hear a colored man preach. There was a large number of negroes and they had a joyful time; their singing and shouting beat all that I have ever listened to. They were so happy that they did not cease shouting until after sundown.
Downing’s Civil War Diary.–Alexander G. Downing.
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