Etowah Bridge, Wednesday, Sept. 14. Spent the day very pleasantly looking over the large pile of papers received in mail last night. Bathed in the evening. The musical ones of our Company have put up a small tent where every evening they congregate and produce a: large amount of noise, if not music. Fiddle, banjo, tambourine, triangle and bones used with a will. They had a “gander dance” to-night on gun platform till very late, seemed to enjoy it capitally.
An Artilleryman’s Diary–Jenkin Lloyd Jones
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