Weather warm and sultry. Passed another miserable night. Never was in such pain. Hope my wound is going well. Our forces are still at Chatanooga and will probably stay here, Braggs army to the contrary and notwithstanding. Bacon and John Tole are still in the field badly wounded. Part of the boys were paroled yesterday and are to report at Atlanta. We are living on boiled wheat that being all that we can get. How the boys suffer. The Rebs furnish us nothing to eat.
Sept. 26th:
Just one week ago today I was wounded. How slow time passes. My wound does not improve any as I can see. There are so many of us here that the surgeons cannot get around to all each day. Some of the slightly wounded will leave here today to try the realities of prison life in Richmond. No news from our army.
Sept. 28th:
Did not feel like writing yesterday as I was in too much pain. Nothing new today the same old feelings the same aching pains. We are living on boiled wheat and corn meal. All goes well. The Dock thinks my wound is improving. Wrote home today.
Sept. 29th:
Still in the same bed of pain.
Know of nothing new.
Sept. 30th:
Were all paroled last night and as soon as convenient will be moved inside our own lines. Thank God for that.
Oct. lst:
Were put in ambulances before daylight but did not start until 8 o'clock. [...]
indicates an external link 
