rses, to bring away the guns captured from the enemy.

As it was late in the day, when we arrived at the scene of the engagement,
and the roads being in bad condition, we remained over night. The next
morning, at daylight, started on our return, and reached Somerset at 2
P. M., the distance traveled in both expeditions being sixty-four miles.

We now received orders to march for East Tennessee; but the order was soon
after countermanded, as it was found impossible to proceed, owing to the
horrible condition of the roads. Colonel Barnett had arrived shortly after
the battle, it being the first time we had seen him since leaving Camp
Dick Robinson. He remained with us only a few days.

Not having before said anything about Somerset, we will here describe the
place:--It is one of the early settled towns of Kentucky, and like all the
other mountain towns of this State, it presents rather a sombre and
gloomy appearance. The buildings are mostly built of wood, and are old
fashioned affairs. The business part looks as if it had gone through the
revolutionary war; many of the buildings are fast going to decay. The
population is about one thousand five hundred. Although the inhabitants
profess to be loyal to the old Government, yet many of them are, at heart,
rank secessionists. There is a court-house and jail here, it being the
seat of justice for Pulaski county.

We remained here until the 10th of February, 1862, being a period of just
ten weeks from the day of our first arrival. On Saturday, the 8th of the
same month, Edward C. Chapman, a member of our company, died, and was
buried the next day. His remains were followed to the grave by nearly all
the members of the battery. This was the first burial in the company, the
others, who died, having been sent home, with the exceptions of Hodge and
Bailey, who were left sick at towns we passed through.

It having been found impracticable to go forward into East Tennessee, for
various reasons, on Saturday, February 8th, we were ordered to be prepared
to march on the following Monday.

Monday morning found us ready to move; and, at 8 o'clock, we bade good bye
to Somerset, much to our satisfaction. We marched twelve miles that day,
over the worst kind of a road. In many places the mud was belly deep to
the horses, and they often got stalled. At night, camped in a small valley
near a creek. During the night, a heavy snow storm set in, and, in the
morning, the ground was covered, an