August 9th. Pleasant morning. Camp near the river. Just at this time we are taking life easy. The boys wade the river, taking long tramps through the lots, up the mountain sides. Don’t seem to have any fear of the guerillas who are said to be in the mountains. Perhaps they don’t wish to make their presence known, and are watching the movements of the army now under the command of General Sheridan. All is quiet in our camp this evening.
Civil War Diary of Charles H. Lynch.
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