May 12th. A severe rain storm set in last night. Detailed for picket. Wet through. Between the rain and the mud we are in misery. Duty must be attended to. We are in the field, the enemy’s country. What sleep we can get in the mud and rain doesn’t amount to very much, as we must lie on the ground. We are enduring hardships for our country. Very little growling or complaining from the boys. Some of the boys will call out, good natured, “Boys, it is three years or during,” meaning during the war. Most generally creates a laugh, in spite of our condition. Some changes in our company. Color-sergeant Geo. W. Brady made first sergeant, Corporal Sylvanus Downer made color sergeant.
Civil War Diary of Charles H. Lynch.
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