Snow two or three
inches deep on top of the mud. Dr. Webb and Adjutant Avery started for Raleigh
in the storm, or rather on the snow and mud. There is no storm, merely snowing.
P. M., with Captain McMullen and Lieutenant Bottsford rode out toward Bowyer's
Ferry; horses “balled” badly; fired a few pistol shots. My Webby (new) shies
some and was decidedly outraged when I fired sitting on his back. Practiced
sabre exercise. Evening, heard the telegraphic news; General Lander's death,
the only untoward event. How many of the favorites are killed! General Lyon,
Colonel Baker, Major Winthrop, and now General Lander. I should mention Colonel
Ellsworth also. He was a popular favorite, but by no means so fine or high a
character as the others. Army in Tennessee “marching on.” The newspapers and
the telegraph are under strict surveillance. Very little of army movements
transpire[s]. On the upper Potomac a movement seems to be making on the enemy's
left in the direction of Winchester. Night, very cold — very.
SOURCE: Charles Richard Williams, editor, Diary and
Letters of Rutherford Birchard Hayes, Volume 2, p. 203
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