noon
After breakfast we followed on foot . The walk in the woods was so delightful that all were disappointed when a silvery gleam through the trees showed the bayou sweeping along , full to the banks , with dense forest trees almost meeting over it . The boat was launched , calked , and reloaded , and we were off again . Towards noon the sound of distant cannon began to echo around , probably from Vicksburg again . About the same time we began to encounter rafts . To get around them required us to push through brush so thick that we had to lie down in the boat . The banks were steep and the land on each side a bog .