Warm, bright morning. Damp in the tent with the fogs of the night. Hang
out my duds to dry. Have met here divers Cincinnati acquaintances and
Lieutenant Conger and Dr. Rice, of Fremont. Just now a fine young first-lieutenant
(Jewett of Zanesville) was accidentally shot by a gun falling on the ground out
of a stack. A great hole was torn through his foot. The ball passed through
three tents, barely missing several men, passed through a knapsack and bruised
the leg of one of Captain McIlrath's men.
SOURCE: Charles Richard Williams, editor, Diary and
Letters of Rutherford Birchard Hayes, Volume 2, p. 47-8
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