. Recollections of pioneer and army life . mortallywounded major behind and some other prisoners. Lines of battle now complete—^wesee the enetuvs fires justacross the field—our linesadvance—see rebel troopspassing through the redglare of their camp- fireson a rapid retreat—a fewscattering shots pass overour heads—we advance—double-quick, with cheers—enemv does not stay toreceive us—r each iheircamp—stack arms—throwout pickets — gather ingroups around the rebelcamp-fires and cough andshake with cold in our wet clothes. We have crossed the Kd-isto! We are without blankets, hungry and cold—it is
. Recollections of pioneer and army life . mortallywounded major behind and some other prisoners. Lines of battle now complete—^wesee the enetuvs fires justacross the field—our linesadvance—see rebel troopspassing through the redglare of their camp- fireson a rapid retreat—a fewscattering shots pass overour heads—we advance—double-quick, with cheers—enemv does not stay toreceive us—r each iheircamp—stack arms—throwout pickets — gather ingroups around the rebelcamp-fires and cough andshake with cold in our wet clothes. We have crossed the Kd-isto! We are without blankets, hungry and cold—it is now oneoclock in the morning. Bring the dying rebel major to one ofthe fires, the other prisoners also. Gen. Mower congratulates us—Lieut. Van Tuyl goes back over river to order pack-muleup with blankets—morning hastens—I despair of sleep to-night and lie down on pile of rails—slept none—am but anindifferent sleeper—Lew returned at 3 oclock a. m. with theblankets—he went to sleep instantly—not so Midnight Crossing of the Edisto. Recollections of Pioneer and Army Life. 305 loth. Clear—beautiful day. Troops remain in camp—our regiment ordered out with train for forage. Reported toGen. Mower—moved up lane—^halt—stack arms—continuousstream of foragers passing into camp, loaded with meat andmeal, flour—everything! Some with buggies,, others with car-riages; army wagons loaded and pack-mules. Return to Division passes to front—soldier marched through all thecamp under guard with Skulker written in large characterson a board which was strapped upon his back. Lieut. Ken-nedy and I ride into the country this p. m. Jennings resi-dence—its phght—the family in the kitchen—library—Cot-ton is King. Visit churches—Jennings and his boats—hissafe. Dont infer that we cracked this mans safe. I canonly speak for myself. I came out of the South dead-broke! nth. Clear and warm. Broke camp at 12 m. Receivedmail on the Ora
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