Wednesday, 16th.—Moved out to camp near town. Went up on mountain, composed of almost solid rock; about half-mile high; nearly as round as a potato hill; out on a plain, no other hills near. Grand view from the top. Once a tower there, but it had fallen down.
Robert M. Magill—Personal Reminiscences of a Confederate Soldier Boy.
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