Thursday Morning, June 11/63
Old Camp under the Oaks near Catletts Stations, Va.
On Monday the 8th we marched from here at 3 P.M. and halted near the ford for the night – no fires – and all kept perfectly quiet. At 3 in the morning we were again in the saddle and our Regiment, as the head of the Regular Brigade, crossed the river, when fighting immediately began. The rebels feel back slowly, until they gained a good position, when they made a stand. …A number of shots hissed close by us, and a minute after, Harry’s magnificent horse “Medor” fell, shot through the flank. About fifteen minutes later we were ordered to advance on the woods from which the enemy were annoying us with sharp shooters… Continue reading