May [sic] 27, '64.
— Dr. Buck is on board with me just from the North. He is terribly disgusted
with the service, and furnishes me some amusement. I believe I take as much
pleasure in seeing other people miserable — over small matters — as I do in a
good thing for myself.
12 a. m. Have just been badly beaten at cribbage by Colonel
Bloomfield, and the boat is under way again, the fog having gone up.
SOURCE: Charles Wright Wills, Army Life of an
Illinois Soldier, p. 213
