cannon is heard, unless it be in Virginia, the mother of statesmen, where the last scenes of one of the bloodiest tradegies ever enacted on the American Continent are about closing.
The curtain will drop, and the victorious army of the South will prove to the North, and to the World, that a people determined to be free can never be conquered.
When our independence is achieved, then we will celebrate our independence day. I am on guard at General Polk's spring.
Have spent the day reading Georgia Scenes.
July 5th.—This has been a day of rejoicing in camp.
The deep-booming of cannon, the enthusiastic cheering of the troops, and the martial music of our regimental bands mingle together in a flood of harmony.
The firing of cannon was by order of General Bragg in honor of our great victory in Virginia.
Latest dispatches announce that we have captured two Major-Generals, four Brigadier-Generals, over seven thousand prisoners, seventy-five pieces of artillery, fifteen thousand stand