Moscow, Tenn., Tuesday, Nov. 18. Up at 4 A. M., cooked our breakfast and again on the road by 6 o’clock, and after a four hours’ march through a broken country, well cleared, persimmons plenty, we arrived at Moscow, where, we went into camp for the time. Rode to water through a town completely deserted, no trace of a citizen. I, as could be expected, was bothered on the march by my foot and could not have kept up, were it not for S. E. Sweet, who allowed me to ride his colt part of the time.
An Artilleryman’s Diary–Jenkin Lloyd Jones.
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