(seq. 170)

May 2631st.

Having passed our time disagreably at Richmond from the
prepossession of people against us, and the curiousity to see here
such a set of Infernals carryed themselves who had each been
more bloodthirsty then Herod the Tetrarch, we were marched to
Chesterfield, where we were kept under a jealous guard -

June 15th.

An Officer arrived who had a written order signed by
{Governor} Jefferson, for William LaMothe Captain of the Volunteers
of Detroit, and myself to be taken in irons and layd in
Gaol at Williamsburgh - The Officer acquitted himself
of this commission with reluctance and behaved very civilly -

However we were mounted with some difficulty being
handcuffed, and I found a days journey of only 30 miles
tired my patience and wearyed my body exceedingly not
having as yet repaired the uncommon fatigues of a march route
of 1200 miles from Fort Sackville, most part of the time but
half fed, ill cloathed, menaced and reviled, but as Sancho
says, this was spice cake and gilt gingerbread to what was to
come - We lay I cannot say rested at James City Court house
that night, we had stopped at a Village on the way to have
the rivetts of my handcuffs taken out, and newly set, for
riding had so swelled my wrists that the rings chafed the skin
too much and my conductor kindly attended to my remonstrance.

The next day it raind, the road was bad, and my legs
were sore with several boils produced by heated blood at this
hot season - I was permitted to walk - at Chickahomoney
ferry met the Quarter Master of the 46th Regiment -

16th About Sunset reached Williamsburgh, wet, jaded