DOWN AT THE FRONT

CULPEPPER, VA., _Feb. '64._--Here I am FRONT pretty well down toward the

extreme front. Three or four days ago General S., who is now in chief

command, (I believe Meade is absent, sick,) moved a strong force

southward from camp as if intending business. They went to the Rapidan;

there has since been some manoeuvering and a little fighting, but

nothing of consequence. The telegraphic accounts given Monday morning

last, make entirely too much of it, I should say. What General S.

intended we here know not, but we trust in that competent commander. We

were somewhat excited, (but not so very much either,) on Sunday, during

the day and night, as orders were sent out to pack up and harness, and

be ready to evacuate, to fall back towards Washington. But I was very

sleepy and went to bed. Some tremendous shouts arousing me during the

night, I went forth and found it was from the men above mention'd, who

were returning. I talk'd with some of the men; as usual I found them

full of gayety, endurance, and many fine little outshows, the signs of

the most excellent good manliness of the world. It was a curious

sight to see those shadowy columns moving through the night. I stood

unobserv'd in the darkness and watch'd them long. The mud was very

deep. The men had their usual burdens, overcoats, knapsacks, guns and

blankets. Along and along they filed by me, with often a laugh, a song,

a cheerful word, but never once a murmur. It may have been odd, but I

never before so realized the majesty and reality of the American people

_en masse_. It fell upon me like a great awe. The strong ranks moved

neither fast nor slow. They had march'd seven or eight miles already

through the slipping unctuous mud. The brave First corps stopt here.

The equally brave Third corps moved on to Brandy station. The famous

Brooklyn 14th are here, guarding the town. You see their red legs

actively moving everywhere. Then they have a theatre of their own here.

They give musical performances, nearly everything done capitally. Of

course the audience is a jam. It is good sport to attend one of these

entertainments of the 14th. I like to look around at the soldiers, and

the general collection in front of the curtain, more than the scene on

the stage.

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