Cloudy this morning and a cool refreshing breeze stirring. Wrote a
letter home. Would we could see the dear friends. Regt. relieved from picket. I
feel happy and contented today. Would that these uneasy, dark, gloomy moments
would never come again. Night of the 4th dreamed of a lost friend.
SOURCE: Frances Andrews Tenney, War Diary Of Luman Harris
Tenney, p. 119
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