Letter, 1863 June 17, A. B. Tuttle, Camp of the 142nd, New York, Regiment near the [Mine?] Road between Richmond and Williamsburg, Virginia, to "Dear Sister"

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our steps and came to where we started

from at ten oclock.  Making the march of

28 miles in 8 hours.  [?] Col Curtis said was

seldom done, & felt some [?] when we stoped

but not much.  Not a man fell out on the way.

It was cloudy and quite cool which [made?] a

great difference.  You ought to be here and

see the fruit trees of all kinds, [cherres?] are

ripe and the trees are as large as the

maple trees in front of our House.  The Farmers

here have all a good piece of corn planted and

[growin?].  Some field of corn [here?] are 40 or so

acres in it and when we go to the Houses

we find them mostly deserted by the men

but the work shows they have been here and

left when we came.  The bush whackers

as they are called are seen ocasionaly here

and supposed to be the inhabitents that live

here.  Night before last some were concealed

in the wods where we were and were no

doubt trying to find out our forces.  they

would not come near enough to give us a

chance to take them till last night when

one crossed the river and fence about

three rods from the post I was on but

it was so dark I could not see him.  He

passed [one?] post from the one I was on

and the next one two men fired at him

He [?] in the woods and was soon out of

the way of all [firers?].  They are a [hard?]

set to capture as they are so well acqu-

anted with the country.  I forgot to say

I was at a [Parish House with 8 men

Guarding?] have been here only an hour