Publisher's Synopsis
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1899 edition. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER X Most of us in headquarters camp were late turning in on Friday night, for all our traps had to be securely packed up so they could be brought on after us when required, as we had no expectation of returning to the spot again. General Greene had invited me to accompany him, so my billet for the next day was settled. Some of the correspondents had arranged to follow their favorite regiments, others had accepted invitations to watch the bombardment from the squadron, and a goodly number had agreed to go on the Albany, which was to cruise along as near the scene of action as she could. The seashore was likely to be far the most interesting place, because at this point it was possible to observe both the land and naval operations. The Third Artillery and the Astor Battery, the organizations in which I felt the most interest on account of my intimate acquaintance with them, were both stationed so far from the shore that I had no hope of seeing them at all during the action. I could not join either one of them with advantage, because, as experience had taught me, in order to cover a broad horizon and to get an intelligent notion of the general operations, it was absolutely necessary to keep in touch with the head of active direction of affairs, putting aside all questions of personal sympathy with any particular organization. I knew that General Greene was sure to be in whatever interesting was going on. At four o'clock the bugles sounded their harsh call, and this time there was no grumbling to be heard as we struggled into our wet clothes, at least near my tent, which I now occupied alone, as Colonel Potter had gone away ill. A slight WATER BUFFALO DRACGINC GUNS OF THE ITAH BATTERY INTO POSITION drizzle was falling, and the skies...
