In other words, the military had absorbed the civil.

Hence the gambler was in his glory.
WARM SPRINGS, VIRGINIA One day while we were idling around camp, June Tucker sounded the assembly, and we were ordered aboard the cars.

We pulled out for Millboro; from there we had to foot it to Bath Alum and Warm Springs.
We went over the Allegheny Mountains.
I was on every march that was ever made by the First Tennessee Regiment during the whole war, and at this time I cannot remember of ever experiencing a harder or more fatiguing march.

It seemed that mountain was piled upon mountain.

No sooner would we arrive at a place that seemed to be the top than another view of a higher, and yet higher mountain would rise before us.