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must lie on the cold ground without
the soothing hand of friendship to ease
this pain or kindred ear to catch their
expireing breath- a sad, sad thing
is this war.-
At 3 oclock the next morning we were
arroused with orders to hasten to
the front and at daylight we began
our march to the battle ground then
twenty miles distant
We soon heard the roar of cannon which
gradualy drew nearer and we
expected in two hours to join the
other two Brigades of the division and
take our chances with the rest but at
2 oclock we came to the lines of Gen
Mitchels cavalry forces who were there
protecting the right flank of our army
but had been cut off himself and
was waiting our arrival and he
gave us the gratifying intelligence
that we might not hope to reach the
Division except by another road +
that by Chattanooga