Record of the Thirty-Third Massachusetts Volunteer Infantry; From Aug. 1862 to Aug. 1865 (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1880 Excerpt: ... It was delightful, --just think of it May 6. On our taps at 5, took breakfast, hitched up our teams and started through the Gap, arriving at White Springs, alias Castle City, Ga.; camped for the night. This village contains 25 houses, two tanneries, one saw and grist mill, and is in the same condition as Ringgold. Fighting Joseph and Kill-patrick are here. We are confronting Johnston's army, which is commanded by Hood, Hardee and Polk, with quite a large cavalry force. They number 50,0oo strong, and are in the vicinity of Dalton. May 7. Three P. M. No fighting yet; we are following them pretty close, and they are falling back towards Resaca, and the prospect is that they will give battle at that place. We have been in harness all day, awaiting orders. Night has overtaken us once more and we lay down for a short nap. May 8. On my taps at 3 o'clock, this morning; started at 6, arrived at a place which I shall call Desolation, eight miles from Ringgold. It has once been a thriving place, but there only remains a few shanties, the occupants all gone, a few plantations which serve the army as a camping ground; a range of monntains on my right, dense woods at my left, hills at my back, at my front is cleared land. Our train is well guarded, and is secluded from the enemy. The 3d division has gone on over the mountain. Success to them; they will probably meet the enemy by to-morrow. Camped for the night. May 9. Up at sunrise, took care of my team; thought it would be a day of rest, but was disappointed, for marching orders came, and the army is moving. Gen. Thomas is moving in the direction of Resaca. McPherson is on his way through Snake Creek Gap and following the line of railroad. We started at sunset to climb the mountain Nicojack. A harder road I never trave..