Nothing worth writing for a few days. To-day those we left at quarantine came up looking hale and hearty. Most of them have had smallpox or ...

The mornings are lovely here. When it is cool and pleasant hundreds of birds are singing in every direction; mocking birds seem to be in gre...

The opinion seems to be growing that the rebels do not intend to attack us. They have put it off too long. A scouting party will start out...

July 5th, 1863. We have moved about one and one-half miles today. No doubt our northern friends think they have seen dusty roads, but if t...

Haines Bluff. Yesterday, as I was strolling through the ravines, picking berries, I came across a spring of delicious water, cold and pure. ...

Ten miles south of Sevastopol,  November 29, 1864.  All day in an awful pine forest, hardly broken by fence or clearing. I never saw such a ...

Two miles south of the Gordon's Mills crossing of the Chickamauga, May 7, 1864, 12 m. We started at 8 this morning and made this ...

October 4, 1863. Have been over to Worthington's again to-day. Sam got out his hounds and started a deer for us. We stationed ourse...