Paris, Virginia
Rest with the most beautiful weather until five o'clock.
Departure, marching through Paris until about seven-thirty o'clock. We are marching on good roads through hilly country sown and greening. Rocks studded with quartz. At the arrival of our halting place Padre takes a tentpost on his shoulder and so marches the Regiment to their bivouac.
We cannot pass the Shenandoah River Gap (Ashby Gap?) by bridge and it is said that the entire Division will be transported by boat.
Missing from our Company are Kistner and Feihner, habitual stragglers.
Report that our sick and wounded who were left behind in the Warrenton Hospital were robbed of their weapons by swarms of the enemy. Only the prospect of retaliation towards the frightened inhabitants spared them from further abuse.
One soldier is riding comfortably on an oxen whom Arthur recognizes as "Old Sam", property of his former Master. The oxen is carrying the soldier's rolled coat around his neck, and is marching without rein, exceedingly well with us.
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