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	         A Deserted Home.
the state of things, speaking with contempt
of Mc Clellan, setting the men to �digging
again� � and adding that this wasn�t an
army � it used �spades, not bayonets!�  We
should see long trench ahead, he told us.
Leaving him we kept on, apprehensive of
more rain and desirous of shelter.    Reached
the camp of the 6th New Jersey, found Col-
ston and were invited to supper by the cap-
tain with whom he lived.   Colston also produc-
ed a bottle of whisket.        Presently, to a
house, formerly belonging to a widow, who
had resided in it with two or three daughters,
but fled to Richmond on the approach of the
army.    The tenement was deserted, only a coup-
le of N. Y. Fire-Zouaves being on guard, who
were glad of our company.       The furniture,
beds, books &c were all there, and I found
a drawer full of innocent girlish letters, which
made me sad to think of the flight of the 
poor people.    The widow�s name was, I be-
lieve, Crump.        It was pitiful to be tramp-
ing through the quiet rooms in our big, muddy
boots, amid so many silent witnesses of home
life.          However our reflections didn�t deter
us from slumber, which we enjoyed luxurious-
ly in separate beds.
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