Friday

Crackers

Usually two men lie down together so if it rains they have a rubber over them. Early in the morning a novel feature in experience appeared. Some call it a “stampede”. A few Regts. were got into battalion lines in less than “double quick” thinking that the rebels were taking us by surprise—but proved to be someone firing pistols out in the woods instead of pickets & some cattle were running to get out of the way. But it showed who were the true soldiers—for some did run. 

Meanwhile our Brig. General Park sits still on a stump and eats some crackers as if all was well...

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