Monday 3rd [1862]
We pulled and pushed last night till 9 ½ when our boat swung clear, and we run up to our fleet arriving home a bout 12 ½ — was very dark, and as we came up through the woods, we stumbled over the body of a man – a guard came up, and we found it was a member of the 11th Conn – dead drunk; a few feet farther on lay another one in the same condition. The General (Burnside) ordered the guard to take them home & put them in the guard house – this morning when they found they had been picked up by the General they were frightened half to death – We have had some of the funniest instances of promptness, and again of greenness with our guards. We have a strong guard round the house, and one of them Stands in the Entry, and sees to the fires, up stairs & down – the other night the General & myself was up writing about two oclock. He “was took” & went out – the Sentinel did not see him as he passed out, but when he started to Come in he found a bayonet pointed at him, with “who comes there.” “The General in Chief” was the reply. “Advance General & give the Countersign” but as the General had not the magic word with him, he had to stand in his dressing gown, Slippers & drawers, till he could call the Corporal & get passed. He came in laughing ready to kill himself over it – Mr French was passing the guard one evening, when the guard cried, Halt! – “Well” says Mr F. “Halt” says the guard – “well what next” says French – I am going to say Halt once more & then Shoot” was the reply. The ignorant fellow was taken to the Sergeant & instructed in his duties – This morning was calm & warm, but so foggy you could not see the harbor at all – it has been all kinds of weather during the day and now it is blowing a gale – The Commodore came on shore this morning with Capt Case the Capt of the fleet, and took a long ride on horseback – and dined with us – we had Turtle soup, and I never eat a better one – Pate de Poisson, broiled flat fish – Roast goose, grouse – duck – boiled Ham – Corn, tomatoes, beets, potatoes, macaronie – sweet potatoe pudding – apple fritters champagne & sherry – the cooking was very good, but it has taken a deal of scolding to make the Cook do his work properly – This evening I went into one of the tents & begun to hum “Old John Brown” some one joined me, then another & we got to singing & some 6 of us have been singing all the evening till I am perfectly hoarse it is the first sing I have had since we left home –
Source: Daniel Larned Papers, Library of Congress, Transcribed from original by John Barden for Tryon Palace Historic Site & Gardens
*** Daniel Larned was General Burnside’s Private Secretary for most of the Civil War