Kentucky. Reached the
ford at Waitsboro at noon. Troops were crossing. One boatload of 27th N. J.
drowned, 32 persons, Capt. Alexander. Pitiful sight. Camped on the hill. Rainy
and chilly. Issued about half rations. Saw an old lady, “Aunt Betsy,” 115 years
old, good mind and good heart. Enjoyed hearing her talk. Rheumatism, ready to
die when God calls.
SOURCE: Frances Andrews Tenney, War Diary Of Luman
Harris Tenney, p. 68
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