Thursday, April 14th.
The day was spent in determining which of the remaining battalions should go to the Fifth Corps, and what companies should compose it, and, when it was finally decided to send the Second Battalion, by that command in packing up and preparing to move, while Major Arthur reported in person to his new Brigade Commander, Col. Wainwright.
Col. Bull, of the 126th, called on me and congratulated me on the fact that my Battalion is to go to the Fifth Corps, saying that as that Corps is largely composed of regulars, if there is “a soft snap” anywhere that command will be likely to get it, but I doubt if any partiality is shown even if it could be. It has rained every day but two since we reached Stevensburg two weeks ago, and though in common with many others I used to wonder why the army did not move, since coming down here and seeing the country, the climate, the weather, the soil and the army with its necessary wagon, supply, hospital and ammunition trains, its batteries and accessories, my wonder is that it can ever move at all.
