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	        On the march again.
slept the deep sleep of exhaustion, on a mat-
rass resembling a mere bag, for there was no-
thing, or next to nothing in it, hence our anatomy
and the �slats� of the bedstead were continually
quarrelling.         Rising at daybreak we got
breakfast, after which I went to Heintzel-
man�s in search of Wilkeson (pasing General
Hunks by the way.)    A good deal of bustle
consequent by the resumption of the march �on-
wards to Richmond.�       Recovered my comb (a
bad article to want, in campaigning) from the
deserted attic, then back to quarters, meeting
Heicchold by the way, and conveying him thither.
Waiting for Wilkeson, as agreed upon.         He
appeared in an hours time, previous to which
the friendly Pennsylvanian left us.  A good
dinner, partaken of in the rear porch, the day
being hot, the meal comprising fresh fish,
ham and vegetables.        Then the three Tribune
correspondents with Hall the artist got to horse and rode on with
the advancing army.      Wilkeson was troubled about
a big carpet-bag which he carried painfully on 
the pommel of his saddle and presently recog-
nizing one Van Wyck, a councilman, or assembly-
man or something of the sort, appertaining to New
York, seceded from us, joined him, and we
saw him no more.       Anon I was hailed by
Mellon, now on Kearney�s staff.   Steady, rapid               
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