Camp near Hickman's
Bridge, Ky. I did not join the regiment as soon as I expected, owing to the
negligence of the Medical Director, whose duty it was to furnish me
transportation. As I had no money, I was forced to await his pleasure. The
regiment took cars for this place the day they crossed over, so I was left in
Cincinnati until Friday evening to live as best I might. I crossed the river on
Friday, and next morning took cars for Nicholasville, fourteen miles beyond
Lexington, and one hundred fifteen miles from Cincinnati. I was just in time to
get two months' pay. I should have drawn for two months more, but there was a
mistake in the pay rolls, which cannot be corrected until next muster. The
Paymaster says he is going to pay us again next month, and the next time muster
us out of the service.
We have a very
pleasant camp, in a shady grove, and an abundance of pure, sparkling water,
which I appreciate now as I never did before.
SOURCE: David Lane,
A Soldier's Diary: The Story of a Volunteer, 1862-1865, p. 77
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