A cold, raw day. Passed Charleston early in the morning.
Fort Sumter lit up by a passing waft of sunshine. A shot fired from Cumming's
Point as we passed. The weather — demoralized by Yankee contact — growing so
cold as to drive passengers below stairs to euchre.
SOURCES: Clara B. Hay, Letters of John Hay and
Extracts from Diary, Volume 1, p. 155-6.
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