Cleaned my revolver and dried my cartridges. Indians had
preaching by their Chaplain. Seemed good to hear singing and preaching even in
an unknown tongue. Took a bundle of letters to headquarters. Smith went with
me, a right good fellow. Went to spring and bathed.
SOURCE: Frances Andrews Tenney, War Diary Of Luman
Harris Tenney, p. 36
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