Journal of a Confederate Recruit
A day in the life of "Private Ray"
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We come a-marching home feelin' real good about how the battle went.
I was real hot and sweaty, I was, and wisht I'd a been able to steal one a them Yankee horses.


My bunch didn't get a scratch, but some of the others warn't as lucky.

One feller had to get his leg sawed off cause a Yankee ball went right through his knee.

We wuz all feelin' pretty lucky, we wuz.

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