Soldiers, comrades, friends, noble boys, farewell we will meet no more on earth, but up yonder some day we will have a grand reunion.
KNOXVILLE The first night after crossing Cumberland Gap--I have forgotten the date, but I know it was very early in the fall of the year; we had had no frost or cold weather, and our marches all through Kentucky had been characterized by very dry weather, it not having rained a drop on us during the whole time--about four o'clock in the morning it began to snow, and the next morning the ground was covered with a deep snow; the trees and grass and everything of the vegetable kingdom still green.
When we got back to Knoxville we were the lousiest, dirtiest, raggedest looking Rebels you ever saw.

I had been shot through the hat and cartridge-box at Perryville, and had both on, and the clothing I then had on was all that I had in the world.

William A.Hughes and I were walking up the street looking at the stores, etc., when we met two of the prettiest girls I ever saw.

They ran forward with smiling faces, and seemed very glad to see us.

I thought they were old acquaintances of Hughes, and Hughes thought they were old acquaintances of mine.