Lexington, Henderson Co. Tenn, 2 July, 1862My Dear Family,
You will see from the heading of my letter that our Reg has moved its quarters. We are 30 miles east of Jackson. This is quite a little town and some of the strongest Union citizens here I have ever seen. As we came into town, ladies waved their hands. It was really cheering and citizens came in by droves to see us, men, women, children and negroes, but generally the poor class of citizens. In fact, it just looks like a day at a frolic in Egypt. They are very clever and are in favor of carrying on this war and extreme measures. Last night at 10 o'clock Capt McKee and ten men of Co. C was sent out 5 miles on horse to take a few leading Secesh. A Nig guided us out. We surrounded this house at double quick, but only got one man, Mr. Pool. He was the main one. We are camped on his farm, burning his rails, eating his good apples and rosten ears, and Nevius took his house for his headquarter (he lived in town), and oh how he [undecipherable] his death. This is Sabbath evening after sun down. I was at church. I have just received a kind letter from you. Wrote one week ago. When we go back to Jackson (I think we will go in a week), and a prospect of staying, I am going to send for you to come and see
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