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Rh arriving at Bladensburg at ten o'clock, finding Co. G., of the One Hundred and Ninth Regiment N. Y. V., my own band of gallant men.

The greeting assured me that I was welcomed, and when we unpacked the boxes of provisions which had been prepared by the hands of mothers, wives, and sisters in the old well-remembered kitchens at home, there was silence for a moment, as the heart of the soldier throbbed with a half homesick feeling, then beat again in its patriotic measure, and voices grew loud and hilarious over "the box from home."