Monday, 30th—I left home early this morning for Tipton, where at 10 o’clock about one hundred of us, with a band, left Tipton in farm wagons for Wilton, which place we reached at 4 o’clock, all covered with mud. At 5 o’clock we took the train for Davenport and arrived there at 8 o’clock. We formed in double line at the station and marched through town past the Burtis Hotel, on up to Camp McClellan, where we went into the barracks. As we passed the hotel every other man was handed a good wool blanket.
Company B of the Eleventh Iowa had supper prepared for us, consisting of boiled potatoes, fried bacon, boiled beef, baker’s bread and coffee. On the way down from Wilton, Governor Kirkwood passed through the train and shook each man by the hand.
