Chattanooga, Tuesday, May 30. Up bright and early, policed around the stables, “blacked boots” and brushed up our brass, etc. But no inspection came, so all of this is in vain. Cool day, did but little. Drew a day’s rations of soft bread, which is getting to be a rarity. The cry of “paymaster coming” is again raised in camp. Our sutler gone to Nashville for a supply of goods on the strength of it. Several hundred dismounted men of Wilson’s Cavalry Corps and of 1st Wisconsin came in on the evening train. The entire command is expected here to-morrow. They have seen much work lately.
An Artilleryman’s Diary–Jenkin Lloyd Jones
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