I was on camp guard this morning, detailed as sergeant of the brigade guard. This thing of camp guard is about played out, and I suppose it is my last.1 The guard house or tent has become so dirty that the men on that relief do not want to stay there while not on their beats. I took their names this morning and allowed them to go back to their own tents.
1 This proved to be the last time that we were on duty of any kind. — A. G. D.
Source: Alexander G. Downing, Edited by Olynthus B., Clark, Downing’s Civil War Diary, p. 287