...o an old building under a strong guard, where they issued a ration of wormy hard-tack to us, which we devoured, and then stretched ourselves upon the bare floor. From Winchester we were marched to Staunton, Va. , and bivouacked on a high hill. Here they dealt us out a ration of mouldy hard-tack and a small piece of bacon,—a mite for starving men, but a God-send, small as it was, though crawling with ...