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I have strayed farther from camp than the ban permits and here in the solitude of the woods I can, without fear of molestation, think of those whom I left behind me. | I have strayed farther from camp than the ban permits and here in the solitude of the woods I can, without fear of molestation, think of those whom I left behind me.j It seems to me that I am never contented only when ready a letter from or writing one to some of them. But hold! here are two officers. now perhaps I am in a scrape* - lold! they are privates but they have scared all the poetry out of me (written in the woods). Returning from this walk I found an old torn up love letter in which the laty was giving her heroe a setting up for not writing. | ||
Revision as of 21:25, 2 December 2019
Sunday Sept. 29th I wrote to Milt to day. [Milton Stubbs lived out on Lake Minnetonka]. The soldier who died yesterday was buried with the honors of war. the funeral procession consisted of the entire Regiment in dress uniform. The band played a most solemn dirge. We proceeded to the grave, the coffin wrapped in the stars and stripes the costumary salutes were fired over the grave of the departed, then marched off quick time. I then wandered off into the woods more than a mile where with eating grapes and contemplating the beauties of nature I enjoyed myself exceedingly...
Monday Sept. 30th nothing of importance transpired to day. I wrote to Mother.
Tuesday Oct. 1st 1862 I have strayed farther from camp than the ban permits and here in the solitude of the woods I can, without fear of molestation, think of those whom I left behind me.j It seems to me that I am never contented only when ready a letter from or writing one to some of them. But hold! here are two officers. now perhaps I am in a scrape* - lold! they are privates but they have scared all the poetry out of me (written in the woods). Returning from this walk I found an old torn up love letter in which the laty was giving her heroe a setting up for not writing.