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Text for Page 008 [05-23-1862]

	Over The Chickahominy -

presently getting a temporary ride on some
ammunition wagons, for which privilege
he was too shy to ask.  In time we quitted
the woods and struck across the hot open to
a house of some pretentions which had, that
night, served as the head-quarters of Gen.
Keyes.  There were soldiers, artillery and
caissons, with other military parerphernalia,
all on the march for over the Chickahominy.
  Inquiring, we found our aquaintance Capt.
Blanchard, who offered us the accomoda-
tion of an ambulance, into which we got and after much
delay started, my mule being hitched
to the rear of the vehicle, which at first
broke his bridle.  The train went at good
speed, the drivers shouting, swearing and
plying their whips, the mules comforting
themselves after their nature, and my ani-
mal running behind as fast as his four
legs would carry him.  Up and down
we rattled, jolting horribly throughout the
long sultry afternoon, a caravan of at least
a mile�s length, the road, as we approach-
ed the Chickahominy, becoming very pictu-
resque.  Crossing the little stream that
was hereafter to become famous, an hour
and a half brought us to Keyes� head-               
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