October 27, 1863

New camp near Catlett’s Station.  Last night after enjoying a walk and social chat with the Dr. and calling upon our Lieut. Richards, I returned to my quarters with the  intention of having a good night’s rest.  My intention was of no account, for about ten the bugle said “pack up,” and we were routed.  We marched over to this camp by the pleasant moonlight, through woods & mud, and drawing up in line, lay down for the night.  Gen. French probably feared a rebel raid, or was drunk, perhaps sober is his uncommon condition.  We are near the “Jersey settlement,” a small village, so called, on account of being settled by “Jerseymen” (New.) It is a commanding position on a ridge, at the foot of which is an extensive plain over which the enemy must come to drive us, unless it flank us.  Wrote to Sawyer & Ed. Smith today.  Cannonading heard during the  forenoon while we were on the hill just above our present situation.  This afternoon pitched one tent down on the side of the hill in front of the woods near the brook.  A very fine day.  Got a little cold last night, otherwise, am in good health and spirits.  Relish my food.  Have enough hard bread, pork, and coffee, but other eatables would not be objectionable.

Diary of Edwin Emery [Edwin Emery Diaries and Memoir] 

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