Beckley's farm near Raleigh, Virginia. — A. M. All night a high wind and driving
cold rain; mud in camp deep. Like the Mount Sewell storm of September last. All
day rain, rain — cold, cold rain. Rode to Raleigh, called on Colonel Scammon
and Lieutenant-Colonel Jones and Major Hildt of Thirtieth. Talked over the
troubles between the men of the Twenty-third and the men of [the] Thirtieth.
The talk very satisfactory.
SOURCE: Charles Richard Williams, editor, Diary and
Letters of Rutherford Birchard Hayes, Volume 2, p. 233
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