Memoirs of the War by Ephraim A. Wilson

Memoirs of the War

Ephraim A. Wilson
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  • ISBN
    9781155089416 / 1155089413
  • Title Memoirs of the War
  • Author Ephraim A. Wilson
  • Format
  • Year 2010
  • Pages 76
  • Publisher
  • Imprint Rarebooksclub.com
  • Language English
  • Dimensions 229mm x 8mm x 152mm


The book has no illustrations or index. It may have numerous typos or missing text. However, purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original rare book from the publisher's website (GeneralBooksClub.com). You can also preview excerpts of the book there. Purchasers are also entitled to a free trial membership in the General Books Club where they can select from more than a million books without charge. Original Publisher: Cleveland, O., W.M. Bayne printing co.; Publication date: 1893; Subjects: United States; History / United States / General; History / United States / State

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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. 1893 Excerpt: ...letter to friends at home, dated at Anderson's Cross Roads, Tenn., Oct. 7, 1863, I am tempted to give it here. It reads as follows: "dear Frienps At Home: You will discover by the heading of my letter that we have made a change of camp, and you must accept this as my excuse for the delay in writing. This has been my first opportunity to write since leaving Bridgeport on October 1st. We had just returned from Chattanooga, where we had been sent in charge of a train of supplies for the army, and had hardly got rested from the fatigue of the march when the great explosion of all the ammunition took place, of which circumstance L have written you, when orders were received by the Brigade to march at once for this point for the purpose of intercepting a brigade of Wheeler's Rebel Cavalry, which had crossed the river above Chattanooga for the purpose of destroying our supply train then en route for the army. We started from Bridgeport about 3 o'clock in the afternoon of October 1st, in one of the most merciless rain storms you ever saw, making about fifteen miles before dark, but we continued on in the rain and mud in the darkness until near 9 o'clock, when we were bivouacked for the night in a little strip of woods at the left of the road, our clothes being as wet as water could make them. The outlook was so cheerless, the boys did not even attempt to kindle fires to dry out their water-soaked garments, but just rolled themselves up in their wet blankets and threw themselves upon the water-soaked ground for a little sleep and rest. This was the best we could do, and no one was more favored than another; even General Morgan himself was shivering all night in his wet blankets, stowed away under the roots of an upturned maple. We could only make the best of it...

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