of Olustee, where it covered the retreat of our defeated forces.
Of this expedition he wrote under date of February 28th:—
Just two weeks ago to-day we left South Carolina, and ceased, forever and a day, I trust, to be foolish islanders.
We broke camp at daylight, . . . . and embarked at noon . . . . for the State of Florida.
We had a delightful voyage, and I dreamed (by day) of De Soto and Ponce de Leon, and the romantic search for the fountain of youth. . . . . . We landed at Jacksonville, Monday, and bivouacked in town. . . . . Next morning we marched eight miles, to Camp Finnigan, and the day following marched eight miles back again.
Good thing that, for it taught us to make our packs as light as possible.
One's eyes are wonderfully opened by a march with knapsacks to the fact that man needs but little here below.
Companies D and H were detailed for provost duty in town, and Captain Crane and I were Assistant Provost-Marshals for two days . . . . Friday morning we s