Diary of Alfred Burton Welch

June 11th-99

This is the day upon which the treaty says the vol. must all have been discharged –and here we are still upon the firing line. Someone took three shots at Gen. Otis yesterday –and I wish they had killed the old son of a gun. Oh, but he is popular here among the vols. In p.m. some boys bro’t us two wounded niggers. One was a 2nd Lieut and I had a long talk with him. All over the hills are haversacks and ponchos and at least 40,000 rounds of krags. Thrown during the last battle.