Madison. I got
partially rested by my short sleep, but I was awake long ere the rising of the
sun. I awoke to a different scene to which had hitherto been my lot. Instead of
the lowing of cattle and the bleating of sheep, was the rattle of the drum and
the "hooray" of the volunteers.
To-day we were examined
by the surgeon and went up-town for the purpose of drawing our bounty money,
but the press of business was too large, and we were put off till the next day.
In the evening I had to bid good-bye to my brother John, who had accompanied me
to camp. It was a difficult task—my constant companion in labor, my adviser and
counsel in everything. I had to part. It seemed as if I was like a ship on sea
without a compass, without other safeguard than my own firmness and weight.
SOURCE: Jenkin Lloyd
Jones, An Artilleryman's Diary, p. 1-2
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