Fayetteville, Virginia, Camp Union. Wednesday, December 18. — Another fine day. Sergeant John McKinley, Company G, left for Mount Vernon this morning; took a letter to Lucy and a watch to be repaired. He is a character, an erect, neat, prompt old soldier. English of Lancaster, or rather Irish of England, he talks the most profuse flattery, but it does win, fulsome as it is. He does his whole duty. As he left me he said “I want to see that ‘Lieutenant’ from before your name. Every good man should go up.”
Drilled as usual. Weather very warm at evening. “Jeff Davis,” a boy who came into Camp Chase with Company A and who drilled like an old sergeant, though aged but thirteen, returned yesterday from Cleveland.
