To Mrs. Lyon.
June 20, 1862.—Last night it was quite cold. We were out on grand guard duty. I slept on the ground out of doors, with nothing but a rubber blanket under me and an elevation of ground for a pillow. I had a little cold yesterday, but today I am nearly well. I live quite luxuriously in camp. Our mess consists of Lieut. Smith, Henry Bull, A. S. Henderson, of Bloomfield, and myself. We have a large Secesh tent with an awning in front, and live principally on biscuit, ham, black tea, and pork and beans. The boys make excellent biscuit.
