Cedar Mountain - Slaughter Mountain.
Morning: Rest.
Just like the wounded were brought in yesterday the entire day, so also today a number of them are being transported past us.
It was reported that a change in our front position would take place but remained undone. Weather oppressive, humid in spite of a cloudy sky.
I receive a letter from Kurtz with the portrait from wife and boy. The picture of the boy did not turn out well and shall be renewed.
Towards noon departure of Slaughter Mountain close by the battlefield, where we bivouac on a hill.
Soon after our arrival terrible thunderstorm and rain. Our wagons are following. We are building huts from the ruins of a barn belonging to a neighboring farm. On this farm are three very badly wounded of ours. One of them had both legs shot off.
I build a small hut for myself and sleep wonderfully well in my buffalo-hide.
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