Removal of Camp. Death of O�Brien.
poke us four and presently sent up a man to
order Hall and myself away.x So we said
good bye to our friendly Pennsylvanians and left.
I may add, here, that for my handsome horses-
bit I found an old and bent one substituted,
the bridle subjected, also, to a similarly unprofi-
table exchange; of which proceedings I suspected
(and do now) suspect Amesbury. A raw frow-
ard morning. To Heintzelman�s and the Mo-
zart regiment. Riley had got his tent up and
was superintending the construction of a chimney for
his stove, during which we did our best to keep
warm and dined, regally, on steak broiled on
the gridiron. While there looking over the N. Y.
Herald, I saw and
clipped out of it columns
the opposite paragraph:
Death of Lieutenant Fitz James O�Brien.
BALTIMORE, April 5, 1862.
Lieutenant Fitz James O�Brien, of General Lander�s
staff, died this morning of lockjaw, in consequence of a
wound received in a skirmish some two months since.
[Gunn�s diary continued]
The bricks had arrived for the chimney when
a mounted orderly and a rain storm appeared
simultaneously with instructions from Gen Birney
(the Mozarters belonged to his brigade) to move
the camp immediately. It was �the confusion
of King Agramonte�s camp� directly. We bade
a hasty farewell to Riley and struck off through
the ice-cold rain across the open, to Heintzel-
man�s, Hall plodding on foot, as usual. At
the telegraph tent we found Nevins and Snee-
don, talked with them, went to the saw mill,
x By order of Gen. Fitz-John Porter; Mc Clellan�s pet.