Linn gives the wrong day of the week for the continuation of June 12 and June 13 This morning I went down to the 48th Penna, to take their affidavits on their claims for back pay. I walked down & back - about 4 miles in all — I dined with the Major — but they never so much as said “Thank You.” They never asked me whether I charged fees, or anything about it — never expressed any regret for my long walk in the broiling sun — it sort of astounded me. Afterwards they Wed June 12 1862. treated me very cordially - but it was essentially dutch. Shorkley got quite indignant at it. While there I saw the first Locamotive come up from Beaufort, and cross over the new bridge. We all cheered it as it passed. At 3 o'clock we marched to the 51st Camp to Brigade drill. Ferrero is a fine drill officer. Gen Foster and staff, with Gen Mauran Adjt. Gen of Rhode Island - who comes, I hear, to present the sword voted to Gen. Burnside, by the Legislature of Rhode Island - and we had an impromptu review. In riding from the right to the front Gen Foster put his horse to his speed & the little militia General was well put to - he looked as much scared as Gilpon & his pants crawled up to his crotch - & he had to get off to have them pulled down. It goes easy to drill by brigade but the awkwardness of it at first shows the necessity of men being drilled in masses. Gen. Stanley with Lt. Van Heusen rode into camp this evening just as we returned, adn appeared pleased with this quiet beauty. Last night Beaver and I staid up until one o'clock to see the Eclipse. We watched it until the moon was wholly eclipsed & then retired. It is a hard matter to stay up late. It goes hard with me. Lt Beaver is officer of the guard, and has to be up this evening or tonight. Shorkley has gone to town to a meeting of Masons. I have made the beds & spent the evening alone, as Dick has skedaddled too. The moon is full and our camp is lovely.