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Portrait of George Wood Wingate George Wood Wingate The Last Campaign of the Twenty-Second Regiment…

Imagine a swampy, water-soaked, spungy compound of moss and mud, where the foot sank ankle-deep, covering a bank some twenty feet in width, which extended from the dense woods to the muddy road; no fence, no house for miles; every bit of wood and brush so soaked that one might as well have tried to start a fire with paving stones; and you will have a very faint idea of the cheerful place in which we lay down, tired, hungry, muddy, and wet as water could make us, to enjoy (?) a little sleep. At about one o’clock it commenced to rain—heavens, how it did rain!
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Portrait of George Wood Wingate George Wood Wingate The Last Campaign of the Twenty-Second Regiment…

On every side you would see men flush, breathe hard, stagger to the side of the road and drop almost senseless; but still the column went on.
At one time the entire left wing of the Thirty-seventh, on arriving at the crest of a hill, rebelled, and halted where they stood. It would have been well if the whole brigade had followed their example; but as the Twenty-second pressed on, regimental pride was aroused, an officer snatched up the colors and rushed forward, cheering on his men; and closing up as best they could, every man, able to walk, rallied himself once more, and pushed forward.
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Portrait of George Wood Wingate George Wood Wingate The Last Campaign of the Twenty-Second Regiment…

On the 7th of July, after an unusually fatiguing march over muddy roads, rendered almost impracticable by the passage of Lee’s army, the division went into camp at Funkstown. The place selected was a level piece of ground in the midst of a beautiful grove, intersected by a rapid little brook, the whole forming one of the most comfortable spots imaginable. Rations had come up, and though we had to sleep on our arms for fear of an attack from Stuart’s cavalry, then in our neighborhood, we lay down in first rate spirits and slept the sleep of the just.
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