William W. Bennett, A narrative of the great revival which prevailed in the Southern armies during the late Civil War

Friday, October 31st.-In lines and off at 7 o'clock. Many are limping with blistered feet and swollen joints. The barefooted stood the march better than those whose shoes were not a good fit. Many are carrying their shoes in their hands to-day. The Shenandoah river is to wade this morning, and we are anxious to get to it, hoping that the water will be some relief to scalded and burning feet. Some stripped their feet and legs, others plunged in with shoes and socks on. The water was almost freezing cold, and was, as we thought, a great benefit to our sore feet.

On Sunday the army reached Culpeper, and each regiment gave a shout of joy as it went into camp within hearing of the whistle of the engine bringing news from home and friends. Three months before the army had left Gordonsville to drive the enemy out of Virginia. We have fought many hard battles, suffered hunger and weariness to an incredible degree; and done all this without a change of clothing, and many without shoes or blankets.

In this campaign many thousands of our wounded soldiers were necessarily left within the Federal lines; and, while many of them suffered and died in hospitals and prisons, it is pleasing to record instances of kindness shown to such as were more fortunate by good men and good women at the North. The case of the Rev. George G. Smith, of the Georgia Conference, chaplain of Phillips' Georgia brigade, affords a pleasing episode. He received a dreadful wound in the battle of Boonsboro; the ball struck him in the neck, passed through the body, and came out near the spine, cutting some of the nerves of the brachial plexus and paralyzing the left arm. In this condition he was captured, and for