This has been a
bright pleasant day, quite a rarity for a month past. There is no particular
news in the papers. I have been down onto the Ave this evening.
Called upon Mr Daws M.C. who is sick at his rooms co[rne]r of 8th
& Ave, bought some maps and two Flags in view of the Celebration
of the 22nd. I must make arrangements tomorrow to illuminate on
Saturday night. We hear tonight with much sorrow that our little friend Willie
Lincoln died at 5 p.m. He had been sick for near three weeks with Typhoid
fever. “Bud” has been to see him or to enquire about him almost every day. He
and his Mother were there yesterday about noon. Willie was then thought to be
better. He was an amiable good hearted boy, was here with our boys almost every
day or our boys were there. We all got much attached to him & “Tad” his
Brother. He had more judgment and foresight than any boy of his age that I have
ever known, poor Willie we all lament.
Source: Horatio
Nelson Taft, The Diary of
Horatio Nelson Taft, 1861-1865. Volume 1, January 1,1861-April 11, 1862,
Library of Congress, Manuscript Division, Washington D. C.
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