Lebanon, Ky., June 1st, 1863.
I have been home on furlough, and am on my way to rejoin my regiment. I reached Louisville last night at midnight, and stayed at the Soldiers’ Home until morning. Charles Groesbeck came with me from Detroit, and we found two more of our boys and our Chaplain here, waiting to take cars this morning.
We have a good “drive” on our drum major. He reached Louisville on Friday and reported to the post commander for a pass to his regiment. The Colonel gave him a pass, all right, but to his utter dismay and disgust sent him to the barrack, kept him there until this morning, then sent him to Lebanon under guard. Charlie and I did not report, and came through like free men.
We have a march of sixty miles before us, but a wagon train is going out, and we may get our baggage carried part of the way.
We left Lebanon at three o’clock and walked ten miles. Next morning at three o’clock we were again on the road, intending to make Columbia, but, a heavy rain setting in, we took possession of a bam about four miles out and stayed until morning. We had walked twenty miles and carried our baggage, and were ready to walk eighteen in the afternoon, which is the distance from this place to Jamestown, where we expect to overtake the regiment.
