Huddard continues to enjoy good health but the continuous marches are beginning to take a toll. My feet were never so near played out as now, he writes at the end of the month. When not marching, the regiment forages liberally. When we want fresh meat, we go and take it right before the eyes of the farmers. The abundance of supplies and the ability of the federal army to procure whatever it wants prompts Huddard to inform his father: I tell you what, we are making them pay fore the trouble they have been giving us.