execution by hanging.
After he was pronounced dead by the surgeon he was taken down, placed in his coffin, and lowered in a grave that had been prepared.
The troops marched past and looked into the grave.
I presume that the impressions desired were produced upon the minds of the men, but the remarks were that it was too bad to hang men when they were so hard to get, and if they had let him alone a few weeks Johnnie Reb
would have saved them the trouble.
The monotony of camp life was relieved by details for three days picket duty.
Our ranks were being increased by the return of detailed men and the arrival of recruits.
Many were ordered to the ranks who had not carried a musket since the day they enlisted.
The transportation being reduced to one wagon to a brigade, several who were ordered back were drivers of the festive mule.
Among this number was Will Curtis
of Company A. One day in passing the wagon train a mule set up one of those unearthly snorts.
Will looked at him, and said, “You need not laugh at me; you may be in the ranks yourself before Grant
gets through with the army.”