Up, dressed and
work done and off at sunrise. Our course lay mostly through the woods till
within nine miles of Springfield. Stopped at a splendid spring and lunched
before striking the prairie. Capt. looked for cover and finally we camped
there. Found plenty of peaches and hazelnuts. Archie, Chamberlain and I went
with the Capt. in to Springfield. The 8 mile prairie looked more like
civilization, good farms and farm houses. The highway to town reminded me of
the road to Elyria. Enjoyed all well. All sociable. Passed the road from the north
where Fremont's bodyguard charged down the lane. It was indeed interesting to
be upon and see the ground where the brave fellows charged so nobly. Entered the
village, passing encampments and entrenchments upon elevations on both sides of
the road. Springfield a gay little place. Hotel full, stopped at a boarding
house. Several officers there, music by them and one of their wives. Excellent.
Humorous major.
SOURCE: Frances
Andrews Tenney, War Diary Of Luman Harris Tenney, p. 33
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