"He was a model officer, and a good fellow to boot. To be sure, there was a certain reserve about him, so that one couldn't get too familiar, but he was never harsh, and he never swore at us as some officers did. He never seemed to care for rough stories, and I don't think he ever told such a story in his life, even though he would occasionally make a good-natured joke. He was a great fellow to read and to watch how matters were going in camp, and he kept his uniform and equipments as clean as the cleanest."
At this time Morgan's guerillas were doing much harm in the vicinity of Buffington Bar and Hockingport, on the Ohio River, and about the middle of July the regiment moved upon the noted raider, in company with other commands.
Morgan's raid was remarkable in the dash and fire with which it was carried out, and also in the amount of property which was either carried off or destroyed by the raiders. The daring guerilla had under him several thousand cavalrymen, almost as daring as himself, several regiments from Tennessee, and a battery of artillery. With this
