Breakfast at 4:15 A. M. Marched at sunrise, passing through
Greenfield, a very pretty little village. One encouraging sign, seldom seen of late
months, a comfortable schoolhouse. Stopped two miles out of town, by a spring
for dinner. Capt., one or two others and myself explored a cave near by. Found the
layers of stone filled with shells and all sorts of stones. Several lizards
lying about. Learned afterwards that some bushwhackers were watching us from the
bluffs above. Here the country changed from boundless prairie to woodlands and
hills. Like the variety better. Encamped for the night after riding 7 miles
farther. Slept beneath a clump of trees with Archie.
SOURCE: Frances Andrews Tenney, War Diary Of Luman
Harris Tenney, p. 33
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