Left McCracken's at
3 o'clock in the morning. It is my birthday. I am 29 years old to-day (Sunday),
Reached Fairfield (70 miles east of Waco) at breakfast; found it quite a neat
little town with a large female seminary, but did not stay long enough to walk
about the place. Came on to Parker's Bluff, twenty-five miles, for dinner,
having passed through a sandy, post-oak country until we reached the Trinity
bottom, which is a magnificently fertile spot. The Trinity is a narrow stream
with very steep banks, resembling a bayou. Mr. Ward was our host and fed us
bountifully on venison and wild turkey. The woods were full of game. We
remained at Parker's Bluff until 2 o'clock p. m. on the 13th. There was a
gentle norther on the 12th and pretty hard rain on the 13th.
My traveling
companions were Lieutenant Selman, Coella Mullins and Burrell Aycock, all of
the Fourth Texas regiment, bound for Richmond, Va.
SOURCE: John Camden
West, A Texan in Search of a Fight: Being
the Diary and Letters of a Private Soldier in Hood’s Texas Brigade, p. 13-4
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