with water the train suddenly started, and we had to make railroad time by striking an irregular double-quick step.
I was about to fall in the act of leaping on board when one of my comrades extended a helping hand and drew me safely on board.
.—Awoke this morning at Knoxville
Went to market and bought chickens for thirty-five cents apiece.
Breakfasted at the Bell House
Sunday, August 10th
.—On guard last night.
Attended preaching at the Presbyterian Church and listened to a sermon from my old friend and former pastor, the Rev. Joseph H. Martin
The good man took bodily possession of me, carried me home with him, and sat me down to a good, plain Sunday dinner.
Five years ago he received me into the communion of the church and was my pastor during my brief sojourn in this place.
The cloud of war had not gathered over our country then, and neither of us dreamed of our meeting again in this place under the present circumstances.
But here he is still at his post preaching the gospel of peace, and here I am at my post as a soldier of my country.
We are encamped on the Knoxville and Kentucky railroad, about one mile from the city.