A bright, pretty, cold winter morning; our eighth fine
day!! Ground froze in the morning; dry and warm all day after sun got
one-third up. In [the] morning walked with Lieutenant-Colonel Eckley around
southern part of town, in the woods, visiting pickets and noticing the lay of
the land. He agrees with me that the chief danger of an attack is a hasty
assault to burn the town; that for this purpose a stockade or log entrenchment
should be thrown up at the lower end of town. Drilled P. M. — No letters or
news.
SOURCE: Charles Richard Williams, editor, Diary and
Letters of Rutherford Birchard Hayes, Volume 2, p. 158
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