Close to a Small Town Called Triune in Tennessee, March 9, 1863

We left our camp the third of March with provisions for two days. We left our tents and other things behind and marched thirteen miles that evening.

We built a fire that we sat around as the night was cold, and a message was sent back to our camp so our whole brigade came to help us.

At twelve o’clock the next day we had in our possession fifty or sixty prisoners and one hundred mules and horses.

The 1st regiment of Tennessee cavalry were the best cavalry regiment I’ve seen. They took the Rebels on the run like a dog catches a rabbit, and they used their sabers as well as their guns.

One of our cavalry men was wounded, that was the only injury on our side.

A regiment is at present three hundred and up to four hundred men.