In this manner, then, the afternoon of that August day passed,
and what with these occupations, and the catching of several
trouts, which I love to do with hook and line and alder pole, and
what with sending to Lois a letter by an express who went to
Clinton toward evening, the time did not seem irksome.
Yet, it had passed more happily had I heard from Lois. But no
runners came; and if any were sent out from Otsego and taken by the
enemy I know not, only that none came through that day, Thursday,
August the 12th.
One thing in camp had disagreeably surprised me, that there were
women and children here, and like to remain in the block forts
after the army had departed from its base for the long march
through the Seneca country.
This I could not understand or reconcile with any p
