Camp by Middletown.
Inspection of arms as preparation for the important two month mustering.
The competition among the sutlers is getting stronger, one can now buy a good loaf of white bread for twelve one-half cents. Towards evening light thunderstorms with rain.
Manifold and disheartening reports regarding the supreme command of our army.
Our field officers and many others are threatening to resign etc.
Reading of the last order of Fremont's notifying that he has been relieved of the supreme command of our army.
Sigel as well is supposedly wanting to resign, since he feels that he has no command. During all this discord in the ranks, Major General Pope has the supreme command of our army.
Announcement of important mustering for the morning.
I am making a bedstead for myself out of two large crates so I won't have to sleep on the ground.
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