The Forefathers' day — Pilgrim day. We are at the same high
call here today — freedom, freedom for all. We all know that is the essence of
this contest.
Cold, but the sun gilds the eastern sky as I write, and a
few thin clouds gathered during the night are rolling away. . . . At 3:30 P. M. a cold rain begins to fall
— the end of our fine weather. How long shall we now be housed up by stormy
weather? . . .
SOURCE: Charles Richard Williams, editor, Diary and
Letters of Rutherford Birchard Hayes, Volume 2, p. 165
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