Off again. I am so ill I can hardly stand. Bade Arthur
good-by — left him my chain, etc., again. On the Allison. I expected
every moment a summons to go on shore again. Off at last, twenty minutes before
10 A. M., down the James. Ashore at Varina. A grasp of a friendly hand, Major
Mulford. A short ride, and there floats the old flag. May I never lose sight of
it again. I am too ill to eat. Comfortable bed and state room — lie at landing
all night.
SOURCE: Francis Winthrop Palfrey, Memoir of William
Francis Bartlett, p. 142-3
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