Bridgeport, Monday, Dec. 14. Woke up last night to find myself “shaking” at double quick. Shook for nearly an hour and a half as hard and fast as ever, after which a burning fever came on and continued all night. Did not get up to roll call, but watered my horses; after which I was called on guard, the 2nd relief, guarding C ——. Cold and windy, rain cleared off. Many of the boys raising their tents, walling them with logs, building chimneys, etc. At night C —— was allowed to go to his tent, so I was relieved from guard. The evening seemed very long with nothing to do or read.
An Artilleryman’s Diary–Jenkin Lloyd Jones
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