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Updated: May 14, 2025
We left Kendallville at ten minutes past seven; a light rain was falling which laid the dust for the first two miles. With top, side curtains, and boot we were perfectly dry, but the air was uncomfortably cool. At Butler, an hour and a half later, the rain was coming down hard, and the roads were beginning to be slippery, with about two inches of mud and water.
We did not run into Elkhart, but passed about two miles south in sight of the town, arriving at Goshen at four fifteen. The roads all through here seem to be excellent. From Goshen our route was through Benton and Ligonier, arriving at Kendallville at exactly eight o'clock. The Professor with painstaking accuracy kept a log of the run, noting every stop and the time lost.
"If this is the Kendallville pike we are on," I answered, "I have a pretty clear conception of what lies ahead, but I should be very glad to know where I am to look for the outer picket." "There is one post at the ford over the White Briar," she replied.
It was an official order, bearing date at 5 P. M. that same day, commanding Colonel Culbertson to move his battery at once down the Kendallville pike, and report to Brigadier-General Knowls for assignment to his brigade.
Apart from these solitary figures, no one was yet astir to see the wonderful sight of the brilliantly lighted train for the shades were lifted now rushing through the dawn. At Kendallville, 42 miles from Elkhart, the speed, in spite of an adverse grade, was 67 miles an hour.
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