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| − | + | Orders in the evening to move our tents ten rods to the right. | |
| − | Orders in the evening to move our tents ten rods to the right. We moved our tents to the right and the left wing came in on our left. Soon after we got our tents pitched a rebel gun sent a shot close to my tent, | + | |
| + | 28th We moved our tents to the right and the left wing came in on our left. Soon after we got our tents pitched a rebel gun sent a shot close to my tent, cutting off a large stake that was stuck in the ground and threw a piece of it into my face cutting the skin on my jaw which made a sore for some time. Capt Land was standing within a foot of the stake at the time, and had just asked me about the number of rounds of amunition to each man in the company. When the shot passed he went for his [? ?] on a double quick without asking any more questions. I then went back about 40 rods to the brigade hospital to have my wound dressed and when I returned (in an hour) the boys had dug the missle out of the ground and found it to be a shot of twelve lbs heft. | ||
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July Wounded in the face 81
Orders in the evening to move our tents ten rods to the right.
28th We moved our tents to the right and the left wing came in on our left. Soon after we got our tents pitched a rebel gun sent a shot close to my tent, cutting off a large stake that was stuck in the ground and threw a piece of it into my face cutting the skin on my jaw which made a sore for some time. Capt Land was standing within a foot of the stake at the time, and had just asked me about the number of rounds of amunition to each man in the company. When the shot passed he went for his [? ?] on a double quick without asking any more questions. I then went back about 40 rods to the brigade hospital to have my wound dressed and when I returned (in an hour) the boys had dug the missle out of the ground and found it to be a shot of twelve lbs heft.