The whirl of events.
After crossing the Potomac, it was a continual ‘whirl’ of events. At Crampton's Gap supporting the Manly artillery, of North Carolina, and they did some good shooting at the enemy coming through Middletown. We could not get at them. Lower down the mountain we saw the lofty and lovely fight that Cobb's men put up. About night we were outflanked and nearly surrounded. A night's march somewhere, to Harper's Ferry, I believe; then a march to Monocacy Bridge; arrived a few hours after the fight; through Frederick City; a hard day's march; at 9 P. M. we bivouac in a wheat field. I remember the heavy dew and how wet we were. At daybreak on the march again. About 1 A. M. we unsling knapsacks, pile them in a field, and leave guard with them; every man fills up his canteen; forward, march, double-quick. The road wound around the base of a hill. We clear the base of the hill.
