Oct. 13—My saddle had been stolen during my absence. My baggage had been lost or misplaced. I found mine, Dr. Logan’s, Lieut. McNeil’s and Mr. Ball’s on a forage wagon. Sup with Brother Armstrong in W. and spend the night with our wagons near Fisher’s Hill.
Stolen saddle.

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