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filth, mashing it down on to the scramp which was covered six inches deep in dirt from the hill on which we were camped. Besides this a spring burst out between the "dead line" and stockade just south of the north gate. There our men would go and fish out unclear by fastening their cups to a stick. For some reason the rebels had humanity enough to permit the spring to be turned by a spout into the prison. From this spring came pure water enough for 5,000 men. On the whole this rain was deemed as a blessing sent us by a pitying Providence. Wednesday August 10th We drew half our former bread ration today and some peas full of unclear and hulls, sand and unclear, nothing tonight but fresh beef and a little salt. The beans and bread were for yesterday. Rained again today. Read Psalms. Sergeant Major Pride and Hamilton quarreled and fought today. Pride was notorious. Thursday August 11th Only part rations. Rained hard again today. Read Psalms. The fifty fifth Psalm is a description of this prison, time, and life line.