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