A cold morning, threatening rain; rained a little last
night. Turned off bright, clear, and cold in the afternoon. Had a headache in
morning, drank a little bad wine last night; all right after dinner. Living so
cozily in my new quarters. Oh, if Lucy was here, wouldn't it be fine! How she
would enjoy it! Darling! I think of her constantly these days. A drill; formed
squad in four ranks; marched, closed in mass.
SOURCE: Charles Richard Williams, editor, Diary and
Letters of Rutherford Birchard Hayes, Volume 2, p. 157-8
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