History of the Fifty-eighth regiment of Indiana volunteer infantry : its organization, campaigns and battles from 1861 to 1865 . farther lines of temporary field works are still standing. TheLoyalists occupied one and the rebels the other. The com-batants have passed on, and these marks and desolations,and a few soldiers graves, are left to tell the tale to the pass-ing Pontoniers. Here the 4th Corps is said to have fought,and some of Hookers men did noble execution. We soon came to Adairsville—desolate,like all the townswe come to. The citizens imagine that it is patriotic toleave thei
History of the Fifty-eighth regiment of Indiana volunteer infantry : its organization, campaigns and battles from 1861 to 1865 . farther lines of temporary field works are still standing. TheLoyalists occupied one and the rebels the other. The com-batants have passed on, and these marks and desolations,and a few soldiers graves, are left to tell the tale to the pass-ing Pontoniers. Here the 4th Corps is said to have fought,and some of Hookers men did noble execution. We soon came to Adairsville—desolate,like all the townswe come to. The citizens imagine that it is patriotic toleave their homes and entwine their destiny about the. pillarsof the Southern Confederacy. Many of them will becrushed beneath the ruins, when this house, founded on thesand, falls. After an hours rest, we move a short distance from thevillage and bivouacked in a dirty woods, by the side of asluggish creek. It was a fine day for sleep, and in its softembraces, the soldier, that day, forgot his toils and battlescenes. A gentle breeze, soft as a mothers lullaby, fanned FIFTY-EIGHTH INDIANA REGIMENT. 30 3 MAP OF THEATLANTA 304 CHAPLAIN HIGHTS HISTORY OF THE his weary body. Many dreamed of home, but awoketoward nightfall, to find themselves soldiers, in the sunnySouth. Thus glides the soldiers life. The night is oftenhis day and the day is often his night. Friday, May 20.—This morning we left Adairsville andresumed our march. We soon came to the wagon trains,the cavalry moving to the rear, and the infantry lying bytheir guns. The grand army seems 10 be resting on itslaurels. After remaining a few moments in Kingston, wemove a quarter of a mile out and stop for orders. I caught a glance of a Major-General, standing in a hallin Kingston. It was only a glance. I had never seen himbefore. He was tall and slender, and had the look of aclassic teacher. At home, with a black coat on, I wouldhave guessed him the pastor of an old fashioned Presby-terian Church, who taught Greek and Lat
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