Camp Jones, Flat Top. — . . . Rather agreeable social
evenings with the officers at my quarters, the band enlivening us with its good
music.
Dr. McCurdy having been appointed inspector of hospitals for
this division, we had a Dr. Hudson, of Medina, a new state surgeon, assigned to
us as assistant surgeon in Dr. McCurdy's place. Dr. Hudson turns out to be a
thin-skinned, nervous, whimsical, whining Yankee. He has just heard of the
death of a favorite daughter. His grief loses all respectability, coupled as it
is with his weaknesses and follies. We agreed today with Dr. Holmes (the
medical head man) to swap our Dr. Hudson “unsight, unseen” for any spare doctor
he could turn out. We find we caught a Dr. Barrett, lately of Wooster, a young
man of good repute. We take him, pleased well with the bargain.
SOURCE: Charles Richard Williams, editor, Diary and
Letters of Rutherford Birchard Hayes, Volume 2, p. 291-2
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