June 1, 1863.
Monday. The artillery keeps up an irregular firing, and now and then the Rebs reply. Major Bostwick and the negro troops are busy every night digging rifle pits, and to-day there is what looks like a fort, which must have been built in the night, and from which there is firing to-day. We hear to-day General Sherman has died of his wounds.
One or two of Company B are on the sick list. I wish they would hurry up and do something, for the more there is going on, the better we all feel.