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was peculiar singular punishment I dont know that
I was ever more hungry, bur recall very distinctly
the fact that I didnt enjoy that dinner [excepting?] perhaps
the wine that I indulged in
, hoping that it
enable me to make the best of the situation
if called upon to answer the charge of which
I felt guilty. All things come to an end
so had the dinner and When I was leaving the table, the general
approached me with a small pocket
compass in his hand, and said "Lieutenant
I want you to make me a map of the
country about here, showing the picket lines,
A man who can make nice pictures ought
certainly be able to make a good map."

Under the circumstances I couldn't decline
and determined to try, but replied that I would try so mounted the horse
in waiting, and accompanied by a staff
officer rode to the picket lines, to the great
satisfaction of the men I had left ^there^ in the morning
I plodded about until I thought I had a
pretty good understanding of the lay of things,
then began seaching for instruments and
material, I was directed to the Head Quarters
of Genl George W. Morgan. just vacated, by that
victim of emancipation fever: His engineer
was there and at work. The sketch he was
engaged upon, was found upon examination
to be, the very map I was ordered to make

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