on of earthworks,
abattis, etc. On this date Col. Voris was relieved from
command of the brigade by Col. Shaw, Lieut.-Col. Haskell
taking command of the regiment.
"On the evening of this day orders were received for the
regiment to be ready to move on the following morning, with
three days' cooked rations, and in light marching order. At
5 A. M. we moved out of camp and took the road toward the
right. The Eighteenth, as well as our own corps, was in
motion. The orders were for the Tenth Corps to threaten the
enemy's line near the Darbytown road, while the Eighteenth
moving by the rear to the right, was to strike their left
flank. If they weakened their line in its front, the Tenth
Corps was to advance. The whole movement being made to cover
the advance of the Army of the Potomoc against the rebel
lines covering Hatcher's run and the Boydtown plank-road.
"Marching about two miles to the right we struck the
Darbytown road, when line of battle was formed to the left,
and moved forward through the woods, and, in places, almost
impassable undergrowth--the Seventh having the left of the
division as well of the line. Our ears were soon greeted
with the scattering fire of our skirmish line, interspersed
by the crashing of an occasional shell through the
tree-tops. After an advance of half a mile the division
halted to await the result of the attack on the right. The
irregular skirmish fire soon swelled out into long, heavy
volleys, deepened by the hoarser notes of the artillery.
From 8 A. M. until 8 P. M. we lay and listened to this
concert of diabolical sounds, momentarily expecting the
order would be passed along the line to advance. About 11 A.
M. it began to rain, which continued until far into the
night. At 8 P. M. we fell back out of the woods, behind an
old line of rebel rifle-pits, and bivouacked for the night
near Kell's House.
"At 3 o'clock the following morning we were ordered in to
relieve the Twenty-ninth on the picket-line. The clouds had
cleared away and the air was keen and cold. We felt our way
through the dense, dripping undergrowth to the musical
accompaniment of rebel bullets singing above our heads. By
daybreak we were in position along the edge of a belt of
woods, something less than a quarter of a mi
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