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there to express it home, returning to the regiment as soon 

 thereafter as practicable." 



Gone at once were my sulks, — vanished in an instant 

 my ill-humor, black demons and everything. Though I 

 could not help wondering how in all creation I was going 

 to perform a journey of several hundred miles, that would 

 occupy a week at least, without a cent of money in my 

 pocket. A clerk was detailed to asist me, and for the next 

 hour I counted money over a hard-tack box, jamming it 

 away instantly into my haversack, while he entered in a lit- 

 tle book the amounts received from each person, the sums 

 given to pay for its expressage, and the addresses to which 

 it was to be sent. No time to make change. Even sums 

 were given, counted, and tucked away with a rapidity 

 which, it seems to me now, could not have been equaled 

 even by the deft cashier of our own First National. 



At the landing was a little stern-wheel steamer, captured 

 from the rebels, which was to leave for Brashear City in an 

 hour or two. The sick and wounded were hastily transferred 

 to it, and as the regiment marched off, I stepped on board, 

 with my precious haversack, now swollen out to unwonted 

 proportions. Not a stateroom, not a berth was to be had. 

 There was no safe in which I could deposit valuables. Too 

 many knew what I was carrying, and I dared not for an 

 instant lift the weight from my shoulders, or remove my 

 sword and pistol. Like Mary's lamb, where'er I went, the 

 haversack was sure to go. 



Never shall I forget the beauty of that sail, and, but for 

 the feeling of distrust and suspicion that made me look 

 upon every man that approached me as a personal enemy, 

 I should have thoroughly enjoyed it. We were dropping 



