Buntyn Station. Was spent in
resting from the tramp to town. Sunny but raw, did not take much of the snow
off. Rebuilt our chimney.
SOURCE: Jenkin Lloyd Jones, An Artilleryman's Diary, p. 28
Buntyn Station. Was spent in
resting from the tramp to town. Sunny but raw, did not take much of the snow
off. Rebuilt our chimney.
SOURCE: Jenkin Lloyd Jones, An Artilleryman's Diary, p. 28
Buntyn Station. Most of the snow
made its disappearance to-day. Cloudy in the afternoon. Health very good.
Anxious for mail. Rec'd none since the 13th.
SOURCE: Jenkin Lloyd Jones, An Artilleryman's Diary, p. 28
Buntyn Station. Rainy and
disagreeable. Logan's Division passed on the R. R. going towards Memphis. Rec'd
three letters, four newspapers.
SOURCE: Jenkin Lloyd Jones, An Artilleryman's Diary, p. 28
Buntyn Station. Still rainy and
muddy. Orderly Jenawein gone to town. Sergeant Hauxhurst acting. Health good.
SOURCE: Jenkin Lloyd Jones, An Artilleryman's Diary, p. 28
Buntyn Station. One day without
any rain, which dried up underfoot somewhat. Health excellent. On guard. No
news from below.
SOURCE: Jenkin Lloyd Jones, An Artilleryman's Diary, p. 28
Buntyn Station. Sunny and warm. All quiet in camp. Exercised
the horses on the course. Weighed 140 pounds. Read Parson Brownlow's book in
the evening.
SOURCE: Jenkin Lloyd Jones, An Artilleryman's Diary, p. 28
Buntyn Station. Spent the day in
darning stockings. Listened to Brownlow read in tent. But when night came there
was a scene at once ludicrous and deplorable. Music was started in the 4th
Platoon tent; Parker with his fiddle, Bill Bailey with the banjo, Day's
tambourine, Byness with the bones, and Goodman's clarinet. But Quartermaster
had brought some bottled whiskey into camp and it broke up in a drunken row.
Deplorable, deplorable sight. Rec'd a letter from Thomas and a Milwaukee Sentinel of
the 18th, mailed on the 20th inst.
SOURCE: Jenkin Lloyd Jones, An Artilleryman's Diary, p. 29
Buntyn Station. Rainy and dark all day. Health good. Battery in general dull from the effects of last night's carousal.
|
Price of army clothing, Oct. 1862 |
|
|
Hats, naked |
$1.68 |
|
Cord and tassel |
.15 |
|
Eagle |
.14 |
|
Cross Cannons |
.03 |
|
Jacket |
5.55 |
|
Trousers |
4.60 |
|
Woolen shirts |
1.46 |
|
Woolen drawers |
.95 |
|
Stockings |
.32 |
|
Sewed boots |
3.25 |
|
Pegged boots |
2.87 |
|
Overcoat |
11.59 |
|
Woolen blanket |
3.60 |
|
Lined sack coats |
3.14 |
|
Canteen |
.44 |
|
Knapsack |
2.14 |
|
Haversack, glazed |
.56 |
|
Rubber pouch |
2.90 |
SOURCE: Jenkin Lloyd Jones, An Artilleryman's Diary, p. 29
Buntyn Station. Sunny in the
morning, but clouded over by afternoon and rained heavy while out on exercise;
got beautifully wet. Received the N. Y. Tribune from John,
mailed 18th. Letter from Mary, Jen and James (his first letter). May he be
permitted to live a useful and intelligent life to comfort my aged parents.
Prospect of their once more finding a home in Dodge Hollow, Iowa County. May
they live to see their children once more gathered in the old homestead.
SOURCE: Jenkin Lloyd Jones, An Artilleryman's Diary, p. 29
Buntyn Station. Rain, rain, rain.
Turned cold towards night. Health not very good on account of the damp. Ague
and rheumatism.
SOURCE: Jenkin Lloyd Jones, An Artilleryman's Diary, p. 30
Buntyn Station. Cold this morning.
Came out sunny.
SOURCE: Jenkin Lloyd Jones, An Artilleryman's Diary, p. 30
Buntyn Station. Cold and clear.
Froze hard in the night. Went down to the 59th Indiana where there was a
gallery. Took my likeness for $1.00. Carriages washed clean for painting.
SOURCE: Jenkin Lloyd Jones, An Artilleryman's Diary, p. 30
Buntyn Station. Warm and pleasant.
Stood guard. Health good. No mail.
SOURCE: Jenkin Lloyd Jones, An Artilleryman's Diary, p. 30
Buntyn Station. 4th Brigade of
this Division passed toward Memphis. Harnessed up in the afternoon in order to
see if the harnesses were in marching order. Indication of rain.
SOURCE: Jenkin Lloyd Jones, An Artilleryman's Diary, p. 30
Buntyn Station. Sunny in the A. M.
but clouded over and there came a heavy spring shower. Rained nearly all night.
Health good.
SOURCE: Jenkin Lloyd Jones, An Artilleryman's Diary, p. 30