They killed one negro and took several prisoners, two got away, and returned to camp, two Secesh was
wounded. They took the Captain's sword, coat, boots, and money, and after they left him,
they sent a man back to kill him. When he saw Bishop (the Capt) was so badly wounded,
he told him he could not shoot him. We was all out in line and ready for a fight. The
negroes behaved very well, better than I expected in such a big alarm, and it the
first we have had. I think the Capt may get over it in a long time. We found him about
4 o'clock this morning. Tomorrow morning we (my Co.) go out about eight miles foraging
with three teams, also for the purpose of scouting. It will be new business to me to
take command of a scouting or foraging party. But I think I can manage the thing with the
help of my Lieuts, especially the Second. We have had three battalion drills. I get along
very well. We go on picket guard next Monday morning, so if you hear of an attack that day
or night, you may guess who was first into it. But I am not afraid to go on picket, neither
do I think they will come so soon again. I receive letters from you and the rest about
once a week, and I assure you, James, it is my greatest enjoyment to read them.
