The fort on the left was named Fort Higginson, and that built by my own regiment, in return, Fort Montgomery.

The former was necessarily a hasty work, and is now, I believe, in ruins; the latter was far more elaborately constructed, on lines well traced by the Fourth New Hampshire during the previous occupation.

It did great credit to Captain Trowbridge, of my regiment (formerly of the New York Volunteer Engineers), who had charge of its construction.
How like a dream seems now that period of daily skirmishes and nightly watchfulness! The fatigue was so constant that the days hurried by.
I felt the need of some occasional change of ideas, and having just received from the North Mr.Brook's beautiful translation of Jean Paul's "Titan," I used to retire to my bedroom for some ten minutes every afternoon, and read a chapter or two.

It was more refreshing than a nap, and will always be to me one of the most fascinating books in the world, with this added association.

After all, what concerned me was not so much the fear of an attempt to drive us out and retake the city,--for that would be against the whole policy of the Rebels in that region,--as of an effort to fulfil their threats and burn it, by some nocturnal dash.