Tuesday, March 29th.
It began to rain this morning by daylight and continued incessantly all day, converting the camp into a sea of mud and nearly drowning us out. In fact many of the officers and some of the men took refuge in the camp of some regular artillery stationed near us. Here I met several officers of Col. Tidball’s old regiment (2nd Regulars), and others, among whom was Capt. Manydier, and listened to some marvelous tales of former “fields and floods” related by a dashing young Lieutenant whose name I have forgotten, but whose deeds had eclipsed those of Napoleon at the Bridge of Arcola, or the participators in the “Charge of the Light Brigade.” Col. Tidball has reported to Gen. Hunt, chief of artillery of the Army of the Potomac, but no light is yet thrown on the question what is to be done with the regiment.
