Morning rainy. P.M. fair. It rained quite hard nearly all night.Have spent the day working on Muster Rolls. Worked pretty hard and got along finely. A mail came this morning and I got one letter from Mary. Our camps ground is thronged with all sorts of women, men and children trying to get a living by trading with the Yankees. Some of them are very shrewd and drive sharp bargains and others are not so particular but all manage to live somehow.
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