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daybreak.
I have spent many more pleasant nights in my life.
I did not get anything to eat until the following afternoon.
Lieutenant Meade and I then took a few more ‘cat naps’ in the hail storm until 12 o'clock, when our wagon came up and we pitched our tent.
Our rest for the balance of the night was such as soldiers only know how to enjoy.
The weather has been so cold that it was impossible to ride, and I have been forced to do so much marching that my limbs would ache, and at times were painful to the touch.
Captain Hale is back.
Captain Nicholson did not go with us on the tramp on account of boils.
Both can congratulate themselves at having escaped much suffering. * * *
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