Chattanooga, Tuesday, June 20. Drill early. Returned to get four letters, one from sister Jane, tugging bravely on amidst her sixty-four pupils. The next from Hannah, jubilant at the immediate prospect of relief from her confinement. Third from J. L. Bugs are threatening crops, too bad. Fourth, from Miss B. of Ohio, the “J” in her name converted to “Jones”. Judges I am a “literary gentleman”, declares she looks with more anxiety for my letters than any other, ha! ha! Keep calm, keep calm!
On duty drawing forage. Topic of the day, 20th Indiana Battery going home, guns and horses, etc. turned over. This is looked upon as an opening for the reserve, it being a ’62 organization, but it was sent for directly from the State. Other batteries cleaning up harness, etc.
