battle of Wauhatchie.
On the afternoon of November 24, 1863, our attention was attracted to Lookout Mountain, which was ablaze with artillery and musketry. The battle of Lookout Mountain was on, and we had it in full view without participating in it, and as the blue advanced and the gray fell back, leaving their breast-works, camp, camp equipage, artillery, in fact everything that goes to equip an army, the scene being enacted filled us so full that we, too, indulged in a hearty, long and loud cheer, which was all we could do as the Tennessee river was between them and us. However, it was soon over and in a short time we received orders to break camp, which we did and left Stringer's Ridge the night of the 24th, crossed the Tennessee river north of Chattanooga and near the north end of Missionary Ridge, on a pontoon bridge, which we constructed after relieving the Rebel pickets. We went in line of battle, connecting with the 15th Corps and by the middle of the day the enemy had been dislodged from thei
Considering Edward Mott Robbins served in the Civil War from 1862 to 1865 and survived some serious campaigns, including Chickamauga, Sherman\'s march to Savannah, Atlanta and many others, it is remarkable that this book so short - under 30 pages.
The book is an abbreviated diary of events of Robbins\' time with the 78th Illinois, together with a scattering of anecdotes. Robbin\'s references to the First World War suggest it was written late in his life, and it does have the feel of granddad\'s fireside reminiscences.
While the material is fascinating, coming as it does from someone who took part in the Civil War, I didn\'t find it particularly engaging. Robbins seems quite detached from the events he witnessed. Perhaps due to the passing of 40 or more years from those events to the writing of these brief memoirs.
Worth the hour it takes to read.