Many of the wells we found choked up with all kinds of rubbish — some being filled with ammunition boxes, offal, and earth.
Standing on the heights of Centreville the entire plain was made visible by the large number of camp-fires and bivouacs; and over all arose the busy hum of voices.
Everywhere lanterns and torches flickered in the gloom, while Manassas Junction seemed to be in a blaze from the multitude of lights and fires.
Every house in Centreville was converted into an hospital-long lines of wounded were carried in mournful procession, while in retired spots fatigue-parties were opening trenches for the dead.
But all were thoroughly exhad to me, and satisfied my curiosity, I remounted, and crossing the fields south of the Run, rejoined my regiment, now snugly encamped in the Yankee tents beyond Centreville.
It would be difficult to. imagine any thing more dreary than the face of the country over which I had journeyed.
The rain was pouring in torrents, thunder