April 24th. A very sudden snap of cold weather came upon us last night, the thermometer going down to 34. It was so cold and uncomfortable in my tent that I got up and took a run in the open air to get up my circulation. Battalion drill in the forenoon, then office work until quite late. Nothing unusual from the front, the earthworks are steadily growing larger and parallels advancing nearer and nearer to their goal. The men have acquired great dexterity in the use of the shovel and pick-axe and can do twice as much now as they could at first, in a given time.
Earthworks: great dexterity in the use of the shovel and pick-axe.–Diary of Josiah Marshall Favill.
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