essary pickets, as also the reserve, in convenient positions, I directed my colored guide, and also one negro whom I found sleeping in the porch of a house, to collect all the negroes in the village, for I believed them the only ones willing to give reliable information.
From them I learned that the last scout of the enemy's troops had visited the place a week previous, but that four residents of the village were very active as spies, and in other nefarious practices.
Their names are Henry L. Tynes or Tyner, Richard Denton, George Crum, a miller, and George Willis Duder, also a resident of the western shore, and Mr. Lewis, who lives about five miles above Barrell Point.
The road from Chucatuck village to Petersburgh is a good turnpike, and, I was told, for a distance of at least twenty-five miles unobstructed.
Everett's bridge is still unburned; probably also the county bridge across Black River, where the enemy's scouts pass in and out of their lines.
As daylight approached I