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Text for Page 040 [06-02-1862]

               At the White-House.
It had been a very fine day, hot in the
sunlight, cool in the shade.  Approaching
the ex-residence of the rebel general Lee,
what a different contrast did it present to
that seen by Hall and myself when we
first visited it.  There were camps everywhere.
I presently lost my teamster and rode some
little distance until two rough attaches of
Capt. Sawtelle one of whom was anxious to
sell me the horse he road and the other
disposed to bulling contradiction, when I
told him what was current of the behavior
of Casey�s men at the Battle of Fairoaks,
he having belonged to the regiment.  Arri-
ved at the White House, I was perfectly fe-
verish with anxiety to see Sawtelle and
to get permission to go aboard the steamer
which I heard was departing for Fortress
Monroe, knowing that I should have to wait
for a dreary night and day if I missed
the vessel.  Accordingly I hurried and got
an order for the transfer of myself and my
mule just as the quartermaster was leaving
his official tent for the night.  The �Nelly
Baker,� they told me, was to start immediately,
advising me to get aboard without delay.
She lay on the other side of another steamer,               
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