Tuesday, 5th.—At 2 P. M., started forward; soon came to Clinch River; advance guard skirmishing a little some distance out. Saw one Federal prisoner. Clinch River was about one hundred and fifty yards wide; no bridge; ordered to wade through. Now came a ridiculous but laughable scene, 1,800 breechesless men wading in water three feet deep and more, trying to keep dry shirts. One agreed to pay another fifty cents to carry him over; so, mounting on his back, they started in, but before getting half-way across fell, and both went under together. Camped at 10 P. M., four miles from Tazewell.
(Note: picture is of an unidentified Confederate soldier.)