July 5 — We renewed our march this morning and moved about three miles. We are now camped on the Nottoway River in Sussex County, one mile from where the Petersburg and Weldon Railroad crosses the Nottoway.
The country here is low and flat, the land along the river being of good quality. The soil is a sandy alluvial, and produces well; but away from the river lowlands the land is poor and the general appearance of everything is uninteresting. The whole country here has a semblance of monotony that is at once tiresome to anyone who hails from the mountainous or hill country. The landscapes here are all alike and wear about the same aspect — a few level fields bounded with woods is oft repeated, and is all that one can see for miles and miles. No green mountain looms up in the distance to catch the wandering vision, and no verdant hills bound from the seemingly limitless expanse of sameness to lend enchantment to the view.
