th Corps to guard
the line. It is said we are to join 15th Army Corps in camp, five miles
south of Atlanta to rest one month.

[Sidenote: 1864 Army Clothing]

Etowah Bridge, Saturday, Sept. 10. Drew clothing, the price of which is
advanced considerable. Notwithstanding the old boys lay in a good
supply. Uncle Sam gives it cheaper than New York merchants. Brigade band
visited us in the evening, discoursed beautiful music for about an hour,
when a still sweeter thing arrived--mail--lots of it. Seized with
avidity and devoured greedily after a week's fasting. Received three
from home. Found them in great anxiety on my account. Making strenuous
efforts to escape the draft, which overhangs them like a dark cloud.
Went to sleep with the happy conclusion that I was better off than any
of them after all.

Etowah Bridge, Sunday, Sept. 11. Inspection 7 A. M. after which, ----
as prisoner, was marched under guard to the left of the Company, while
Lieutenant Clark read the proceedings of the court-martial by which he
was tried on the 1st inst. and approved by General Smith. The old charge
of mutiny, committed over a year ago at Vicksburg, was brought against
him, for which he was confined in military prison for five months, until
released by the generous McPherson. Several other frivolous charges, on
all of which found guilty with one exception. Sentence--forfeit all pay
and balance to become due him, confined at hard labor in some military
prison for two years, after which to be dishonorably discharged. We were
all saddened at the unexpected severity of the sentence of our comrade.
He was immediately taken to town, where he will be taken to Nashville.
G----'s is one of those rough, unyielding, profane natures, capable of
much more good than the world credits them for. Officers always placing
themselves against him with an iron rule, while with different treatment
he might have been a pliable and good soldier, but as it was, frequently
in trouble, under guard. It was the first time I ever saw his reckless
spirit subdued. As he left his old comrades, large tears of anguish
rolled down his cheeks, and I could but shudder at the gathering cloud
upon his brow. What terrible resolutions might be formed under that
tumultuous breast. How necessary it is that the officers should
understand the science of the human mind. Until then such cases will
occur. Much of the day was spent sympathizing with him, etc. I wrote
home. No mail.