up and eleven were covered.
The work had been done by our officers, and the rebels promised to send in lumber to cover the rest, but it never came.
The eleven would accommodate about three hundred, the rest being quartered in a few old tents.
Our squad had neither buildings nor tents, and we huddled together on the bare ground.
It was so cold that we walked most of the night to keep from freezing.
I received eight letters upon my return.
They had been written at various times, but all came in one mail.
My friends had heard from me but once, and that was a letter written and sent out by an officer who was exchanged at Charleston
I had written several letters, but suppose they were never sent north.
Frank was taken sick and sent to the hospital.
I visited him every day. The only advantages he received from being in the hospital were a roof to shelter him and his mush made thinner, called gruel.
He only remained a week, as he chose to be with us.
Christmas day came and we were anxious to celebrate in some way. I had held on to ten dollars that Packard
gave me, as I feared we should require it for salt, but concluded to have a nice dinner, so I bought a squash and we feasted on boiled squash and salt.
Soon after January 1 a chance was opened to get a little money.
A man named Potter
, claiming to belong to Rhode Island
and to be a Union man, made arrangements with the rebel officers to let us have six for one in gold or two for one in greenbacks.
At that time outside the walls gold was fifty for one confederate, and greenbacks, twenty-five.
We gave this noble-hearted (?) man bills of exchange on friends at home, and were obliged to endorse them as follows: “This ”