urselves faced towards Danville. The night was clear and the road good,
so we went along at a lively pace, and in an hour's time reached the town,
and halted in a field just on the outskirts. We were now allowed to remain
quietly until morning.

October 13th. The weather being fine, and as we were to remain in camp
this day, the men took the opportunity to wash their clothes, it being the
first time that they were able to do so since leaving Louisville. During
the day we were visited by Colonel Barnett. We had not before seen him
since leaving Nashville, in March, a period of eight months. Major Race
also accompanied the Colonel. At 4 o'clock we were ordered to move.

On getting into the road we found we were faced towards camp Dick
Robinson. Marched three miles, and camped directly opposite the camping
ground of the night previous.

On the following morning, October 14th, again on the move, and going
towards Danville, which place we reached about 9 o'clock A. M. We here
turned into a field and halted. The entire army seemed in motion. After
remaining here some two or three hours we again started, and about noon
passed through town, and took the road leading to Stanford. Just before
dark we turned off the main road, and after going two or three miles
through the woods and fields, camped on a high piece of ground, as we
supposed, for the night, as it was quite dark. It was reported that a
large wagon train of the enemy had passed only two or three hours in
advance of us. As soon as supper was over those who were not on guard
stretched themselves on the ground to seek repose. Suddenly the clear
notes of the bugle rang out on the night air. Never was the sound more
unwelcome; but its call had to be obeyed. The moon shone brightly, but the
air was piercing cold. The prospect of an all night's march was not much
relished.

As soon as we got out on the road we struck off on a double quick, and
went spinning along towards Crab Orchard. Considerable firing was now
heard some distance in advance. At every halt that was made fires were
kindled with the rails along the road, and for miles ahead the sky was
lighted up by them. There is something very impressive and thrillingly
grand about a large army in motion at dead of night. The measured tramp,
tramp, of the infantry, the rattle and creaking of artillery, the
occasional neigh of a horse, mingled with the peculiar sound which always
accompanies a large body--the breathing of