Army of Tennessee, Dalton, Ga., Nov. 27th, 1863.
It is only with great difficulty that letters can be written and forwarded from a retreating army.--Postponing for the present, therefore, some additional particular observations concerning the late battle on Missionary Ridge, I resume the thread of my narrative where my last letter left it, with the remark that I have telegraphed you regularly as occasion seemed to require it. It may be that the messages have not reached you in due season, as it is reported the wires are down at several places between Dalton and Atlanta.
But Maj. Tilton, the excellent Quartermaster of Walker's divison, has just informed me that he has orders to put his train in motion on the road to Reseca, and as he has been kind enough to give me transportation for my blankets and valise, I must stop short with my letter here, with the remark that his sudden and unexpected order is an illustration of the difficulties which beset an army chronicler who remains with the troops, and sees and judges for himself.
It is now seven o'clock, and night is upon us; so, with a mouthful of half-cooked beef, I saddle my horse for the weary march before us.
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