Saturday, April 23rd.
When the mail for the Company was distributed today, Sergeant Theben received a package containing two pairs of heavy woolen socks, and until I explained the situation, his gratitude to the unknown donor was unbounded. I had forgotten to inform him that at Stevensburg I had written home for the articles, and inasmuch as only enlisted men were permitted to receive such things through the mail, I had, without any regard for the postal rules, directed that they be sent to me via Theben, and hence the contretemps. Previous to leaving Fort Marcy, and following the advice of a relative who had been out for two years with Duryea’s Zouaves, I had supplied myself with woolen under and over shirts, but had neglected the socks, but with our experience at Stevensburg I made haste to complete the woolen outfit.
