On Yazoo Pass, Wednesday, March 25. Awakened by the bell which indicated that we were about to start. Curiosity soon found me on deck after a good night’s sleep. A beautiful morning. The was set to work trying to extricate us, and after an hour’s tug we swung loose. Passed the wreck of “Luella” a small screw propeller. She was nearly all under water. Barrels and boxes of commissary stores all around, floating.
9 A. M. passed a plantation with inhabitants, the first seen since we started. A neat log house and spring in door-yard reminded me of the home of my childhood
“How dear to my heart are the scenes of my childhood,
When fond recollections present them to view.”
Evening. Saw considerable dry land to-day on the right. Passed some plantations, apparently wealthy. Colonel Putnam sent a detail out in the yawl at 3 P. M. Brought in seven sheep, also in the evening brought in a good beef. Gave a piece to the Battery boys. Tied up near the plantation of the rebel General Elkhorn who had been paroled. Only twelve miles from Helena by road yet. Six to Coldwater. Heavy picket thrown out.
