what abated, but I expect to march before a great
while. The troops are all passed now, but the trains and beef cattle
pass all day. Artillery firing heard in the direction of Rome.

[Sidenote: 1864 Night Work]

Etowah Bridge, Thursday, Oct. 13. Last night about midnight the whole
camp was aroused. I was out in a hurry thinking the Johnnies were
coming, but was somewhat disappointed upon finding the ordnance officer
there ready to put a 1,000 rounds of musket ammunition on my shoulders
to carry down the hill. Here a train was waiting to take it to Resaca,
where a collision was expected between the two armies. We had to carry
100 boxes infantry, 15 boxes cavalry, and 20 of 12-pounder ammunition,
which was done very quietly in about half an hour. I carried six loads,
by which time I was very tired, a little the hardest work I have ever
done. Went to bed again, did not get up till late. My left shoulder
pains me considerable from last night's fatigue. Pleasant day. Health
very good. Very big mail. I received five.

Etowah Bridge, Friday, Oct. 14. A warm day and I felt first rate.
Policed camp and prepared for inspection at 2 P. M. by Inspector General
of the Division and Chief of Artillery, which came off in good style.
Made a good appearance generally. Still a great uncertainty hangs over
Sherman and his army.

Etowah Bridge, Saturday, Oct. 15. Called out at 4 A. M. to go
a-foraging. Went out on the Canton road about fifteen miles, through
broken country such as middle Georgia affords. Only about one-tenth of
this area tillable land. Loaded up in small pockets. Our wagon capsized
so we barely got off with half a load. On our way back the rebs hung in
our rear, but did not molest us. Reached camp 9 P. M., hungry as a wolf.
Found our shebangs all torn down and new quarters started.

Etowah Bridge, Sunday, Oct. 16. Another Sunday. Spent very busy in
putting up quarters which are put in one line. Wedge tents raised on a
wall fifteen inches high lengthened out to twelve feet. By night we had
them completed mostly. I am very tired.

Etowah Bridge, Monday, Oct. 17. Volunteered to go out with Sergeant
Dziewanowski and twenty men, eight of them armed with muskets issued by
the ordnance sergeant for the occasion, to the rolling mills for brick,
stone, etc. Teams returned immediately, but the mounted men rode over
the country till late in the evening. I stayed and took a home-like
dinner with Grandma Williams for fif