re placed in the Reserve Corps. Our Battery
was of the number.

On the morning of October 19th, the order was given to send all the horses
belonging to the Reserve to Stevenson, and that the batteries be moved
across the river. This was done, and we went into quarters at Black Oak
Ridge, where we found comfortable log houses which had been erected by
Union troops, who had previously occupied the place.

We remained in camp at this place, until the battle of Chattanooga, when,
by orders of General Thomas, we were sent to Nashville. Captain Standart
had sent in his resignation, which was accepted, and, on the 12th of
November, he left for home. The command of the Battery now devolved on
Lieutenant Baldwin, he being the senior officer on duty.

On Sunday evening, December 6th, we arrived at Nashville, and on the
following day went into camp one mile from the city. Five other Batteries
occupied the same quarters--all under the personal command of Colonel
Barnett. We were designated as the First Division of Reserve Artillery.

Soon after arriving here, Lieutenant Baldwin--much to the gratification of
all the members of the company--received his commission as Captain.

As we now had neither horses nor guns, we led a very easy life of it.
Whenever the weather was pleasant, we engaged in out door sports--such as
ball playing, pitching quoits, etc. But when, as was often the case, the
weather was stormy, the time was passed in our tents, reading, writing,
and "spinning yarns."

At last, the subject of re-enlisting was broached; but, at first, this did
not meet with much favor. Finally, on talking over the matter, and on
learning the benefits to be derived from such a course, a few of the men
stepped forward and placed their names on the roll. Soon, others did the
same, and, by the 4th of January, sixty-five of the old, original members
of the company, had re-entered as veterans.

On the 18th of the same month, the veterans were duly mustered in for
their new term of service; and a few days later received their back pay,
and also their bounty.

The 3d day of February was a joyful day to us who had re-enlisted; for, on
that day we were given the order to return home for a month's furlough.

At 3 o'clock, on the morning of the day following the reception of this
order, the bugle was sounded, as a signal for the veterans to form in
line. Never did its notes sound sweeter. The roll was called, and all
responded to their name