Fri., 11--Get bread, meat and soup, but no salt in soup or on meat, there is none in camp.

Sat., 12--The long roll was beat three times last night; someone stoned the guard; have only nine months more to serve.

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Mon., 14--The coldest night of the season thus far; sell a pair of socks for $5.00 Confederate money and buy some salt at $1.50 a pint.

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Wed., 16--Rained a little in the night. The papers say Abe is elected sure.

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Fri., 18--Help take Allen of the Fourth New Hampshire to the hospital; think he cannot live long. It is a sad sight to see how the men are dying off.

Sun., 20--This does not seem like the Sabbath; little Orren is seventeen months old; wish I were at home to see him.

Mon., 21--Rheumatism troubles me some; Allen of the Fourth New Hampshire died last night.

Sat., 26--Get a letter from Laura dated Oct. 2d, and another this afternoon, dated August 27th; they are all well; am very glad to hear from them. Phillips (E) died last night.

Mon., 28--The Rebs count every division at the same time to stop flankers; have an attack of diarrhea.

Tues., 29--370 take oath of allegiance to Jeff and go into the rebel army; short rations and so many dying urge them to this step; diarrhea a little worse.

Wed., 30--Am some better; this is my thirty-fifth birthday; hope to be able to spend my next at home. It is a real Indian Summer day. P. Merrill of the First Massachusetts Cavalry died in our tent. The chimney in the hospital fell, killing one man and wounding several.

Thurs., December 1--A fine day for the first of winter; am much better; sold my rations and bought some bread flour; Locke gave me some pills.

Fri., 2--It is just fifteen weeks since I was taken prisoner, am in strong hopes of being exchanged soon; feel about well.

Sun., 4--Could hear the church bells and it made me feel homesick; how I wish I could be at home with my wife and boy.

Sat., 10--Stormed all night; about three inches of snow fell; a cold, bad night for us prisoners, but I managed to keep warm. Gorham (E) died this morning about two o'clock; he was sick but a short time.

Mon., 12--It froze hard, very cold for those who have no blankets. General Winder and some other rebel officers were here to inspect the condition of the prisoners. Am some better to-day, got wheat flour.