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32 deal of good.* They tried a plan in our regt. which could it have been followed would have restrained the improper use of the grug. But it failed. The plan was for every man to march up take his whiskey and drink it at once in presence of the Srgt. But how would this work where the orderly seargeant was a hard drinker. Rations were drawn from the commissary for every man in the company. Some did not drink the consequence is easily foreseen, either the rest would get more than a ration or there would be some left. In the latter case the Sergt took it to his tent, used it to excess and was never in a fit condition to attend to his duties. As I shall have occassion to ventilate this subject at large in several instance I will leave it for the present. From this camp we moved to a place called Tyler's Farm about 10 miles from Richmond. We remained here several days. Here as a result of the whiskey ration our Orderly Sergt was reduced to the ranks. While we were at this camp we were detailed to build a bridge across the Chicahominy. We worked in mud and water very frequently waist deep. The last coming of our labor we were cheered by the sound of Battle at Hanover Court House. And before day we were on the move to support Gen. Porter's column which had been engaged, but there was no more fighting and so we returned to our old camp May 30th.