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THE CIVIL WAR DIARY OF JOHN G. MORRISON 1861-1865

THE CIVIL WAR DIARY OF JOHN G. MORRISON 1861-1865

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came and no supper for us, nor was there anyone that knew<br />

anything about us. Said it would be all right in the<br />

morning. Turned in beside a gun at 8.<br />

June 3, Wednesday. Up at 4 A.M. No breakfast for us this<br />

morning again. Managed after a while to obtain some tea<br />

but no bread. Cast many an anxious eye up the river for<br />

the expected boat but my eyes got tired looking and yet no<br />

sign. Wrote a short letter to my wife, telling that I was<br />

discharged and on my road home. Noon came. Still no<br />

ration for us (how I prayed for some folks). Went ashore<br />

after dinner with my letter to send by one of the army<br />

boats, as they leave daily. Luckily I met the mail carrier<br />

from a regiment taking the mail on board for a mail boat.<br />

Gave him my letter. Walked around in the camps. Awful hot<br />

and dusty it was. Went and seen the Provost Marshal.<br />

Stated my case.<br />

[105] He told me to bring my papers and that he would make it al<br />

right for me. Went back for to get them as I was fully<br />

determined not to stay on the boat another night, no matter<br />

what might come. Got on board. Met the Master-at-Arms<br />

looking for me as Captain Breeze wanted to see us. I found<br />

the others, went and seen him. He told us that the "Polar<br />

Star" was going up that night and that we might go on her<br />

if we would pay our ration up. I could have hugged him, I<br />

felt so tickled and of course I accepted the offer. Then<br />

he told the others that as they were not discharged as yet<br />

he supposed they were entitled to their ration, so he<br />

ordered the paymaster to get five days' rations for each of<br />

us. I then asked if he would not allow us commutation<br />

instead of the ration. He said he could not do it but,<br />

said he, I'll fix it another way. I will give you an order<br />

on the steamer for subsistence. He wrote them and we<br />

thanked him, sincerely on my part. Got our bags and<br />

hammocks. Got into a tug and pushed off from the "Black<br />

Hawk" (I would have cheered if I durst, I was so glad to<br />

get away from her). In five minues more we were on board<br />

of the "Polar Star." Went up into the cabin to find the<br />

clerk to present o[u]r order, but he was not aboard nor was<br />

the captain either, they having gone down to the point to<br />

see them fighting at Vicksburgh. "Oh" how I wished they<br />

would return for fear D.D. might countermand the order. At<br />

last they arrived. Showed our documents. Said it was all<br />

right and<br />

[107] for us to make ourselvs as comfortable as we could. In a<br />

few minutes the boat got under weigh and as we passed the<br />

"Black Hawk" I would not have traded places with D.D.<br />

himself. About 6 P.M. the gong beat for supper and I sat<br />

down to a supper the like of which I had [not] eaten in<br />

almost two years. Ran into the "Yazoo" and took two coal<br />

flats along side of us to tow up. About 8 P.M. we backed<br />

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