On this day the 16th Ohio, with Morgan's 7th Division, resumed their march at sunrise. After a 30 minute break at 9:00am for coffee, they started again and arrived at Greenupsburg, Kentucky, after a 13 mile march, on the Ohio River at 2:00pm. They camped near the Ohio River. The people of Greenupsburg treated the weary soldiers very kindly.

Pvt. Frank Mason, 42nd OVI, writes,

The Rubicon (Grayson) was now passed. Grayson was the last point at which an enemy could intercept the retreating column, and that was already in our hands The tremendous labor of the two preceding days had enabled Gen. Morgan to pass the blockades in half the time that the enemy calculated, and the Division had reached Grayson two days in advance of their expectations. Those two days purchased safety. The cavalry that we had driven out of Grayson retreated Westward, met a division of Rebel infantry, and told the commander that he was too late, the Yankees were already at Grayson, and there the pursuit ended.

It was but fifteen miles further to the Ohio river, and worn out though they were, the troops were eager to be once more on the way. At four in the afternoon, DeCourcey's Brigade (including the 16th Ohio), the advance guard, moved out on the Northern road, followed by the trains and the remainder of the Division. Just as the rear of the column was leaving the village, the alarm was given that the enemy was coming by the road on which the Union troops had arrived in the morning. A brigade was quickly thrown into position. Foster's Battery was run out into a field, unlimbered and double-shotted with canister, and for a few moments the troops were on the defensive. The Rebels, however, did not come. They were only a small troop of cavalry , which intended to occupy the town after the Yankees had left it, but had no idea of hurrying them away.

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There was no lagging or straggling for nuts and corn that day. Every man was in his place, and the march was rapid and joyous. Shortly after noon, the advance emerged from a rugged gorge into the valley of the Ohio river, and saw before it, half a mile away, the little town of Greenupsburgh, its white walls and spires bright in the October sunshine. The people, as we approached, came out to welcome the lost Army of Cumberland Gap. They had read in the Cincinnati papers of its confinement and probably capture; and when, that morning, a courier sent on ahead announced that the lost Division, with its trains and artillery, was coming, they hurried to prepare food, and came out to welcome us as men resurrected from death. The troops poured into the little town and spread out into the surrounding meadows. The Ohio regiments stacked their arms on the shores of the river, and looked longingly across to the fertile hills of their native State. To those ragged, brown, weary men, Ohio seemed at that moment like an enchanted land."

Wolbach writes further of their reaching Grayson,

The Confederate cavalry ceased to harass or bother us in any way farther than this point. All the way from Manchester, through the rugged hill region, they had stuck close to us and tried hard to bother us. With the exception of stampeding our beef cattle at Hazel Green, they had played a losing game, and were now ready, after pursuing us a hundred and fifty miles, to let us pass unmolested to the Ohio River.

* Some information and italicized text, above, taken from The Forty-Second Ohio Infantry - A History of the Organization and Services of That Regiment In the War of the Rebellion, 1876 - F. H. Mason, late Private of Company A - Cobb, Andrews & Co., Publishers..