Chattanooga, Friday, June 16. Rained heavy last night. Called out at 4 A. M. to harness up before breakfast. Out to drill immediately afterwards. Captain Simpson put us through the maneuvers for the first time, drilled us accurately with mechanical precision, but he is not loud enough, will never make a good drill master, but will do. Feasted on blackberry pie and sauce from yesterday’s picking. On guard to-night. Oh, dear!
An Artilleryman’s Diary–Jenkin Lloyd Jones
Previous post: War Diary of Luman Harris Tenney
