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William F. Goodhue diary, 1861
1861-09-07
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September, SATURDAY, 7, 1861. What a feeling of homesickness comes over a soldier on a rainy day, to sit cooped up in a little tent all day with very little to eat, it rains so we cant cook, then lay down to sleep in wet blankets, it spoils the romance of war. SUNDAY, 8. The sun rose in splendor this morn. Our hearts are full to have sunday come with the bright cheerful sun after so much rain and dirty work. A feeling of contentment comes over me for we had "potatoes" today MONDAY, 9. (No Entry)
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September, SATURDAY, 7, 1861. What a feeling of homesickness comes over a soldier on a rainy day, to sit cooped up in a little tent all day with very little to eat, it rains so we cant cook, then lay down to sleep in wet blankets, it spoils the romance of war. SUNDAY, 8. The sun rose in splendor this morn. Our hearts are full to have sunday come with the bright cheerful sun after so much rain and dirty work. A feeling of contentment comes over me for we had "potatoes" today MONDAY, 9. (No Entry)
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