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provisions (wet and spoiled), ragged cloth-
ing (all of the meanest description, generally
butternut jeans and "nigger-cloth") were
just about paving [underscored] some parts of the road,
and horses, dead, dying, lame, serviceable,
and unserviceable, were in not way scarce.
The wagons were in great part planta-
tion wagons, of as many varieties as the
"bastes" that old Noah accommodated,
but some appeared to be regulation wagons,
built on the plan of the old Conestoga,
"only more so," by a "feet" or two.

[Sketch of wagon and horse (critter)]

There, that's a faint imitation of
their grotesque appearance. They looked
like a cross between the Dunstable
bonnet and the Spanish five-decker
of Columbus's time. The second view is an
equally faint attempt at one of the crit-[underscored]
ters.[underscored] It is a detached [underscored] view, but the
hind-quarters (and fore ones too) of the
original were a little more "detached."


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Our marches since the battle have
been very monotonous, only varied by chang-
es from heat and dust to rain and mud,
and vice-versa. [underscored] We found James "City" (or
Jein's [underscored] City, as the people call it,) to con-
sist of four dwellings, one Post Office, a
store or factory, two smoke-houses, a half
dozen negro quarters, and one shed over a
dry well. There may [underscored] have been another
smoke-house, but I wouldn't like to sear
to it now. Remingtonville had on house.
Kent Court House about half a dozen,
all very fine and neat, and an old look-
ing hotel.

You speak in your last letter, and
I think in others, of being low-spirited.
I am sorry to find that you are melancholy,
and wish that I could relieve you. What
do you judge to be the cause or causes of
your sadness? I am afraid I have written
in too gloomy a tone, and should have had
more sense, but a melancholy vein was over
me also, and like the Hebrews at Babylon, I
could not sing while my heart was pining
If religion is the cause of your sadness, don't

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