Hall the artist; Hendricks; others.
if �Mort� were coming on. By 2 � P. M.
to Waud�s lodging, where I found him in a
small, uncleanly, boarding-house-looking room,
sitting on the unmade bed and talking with one
R. L. Sawin, 2nd Lieutenant of Massa-
chusetts artillery, at whose camp Waud had
tarried overnight. Stayed half and hour, then,
turning out, met Hall, the artist, who left
New York with Bellew, also for F. Leslie.
Hall is a stout, thickly-built young man, heavily
bearded, with, I have been sometimes inclined to
think, rather a Jewish cast of countenance.
Addressing me near Willard�s, he seemed in
rather a forlorn way about things in general,
and not at all satisfied with Leslie�s behavior,
which induced me to congratulate myself that he
was not my employer. Took Hall to the Eb-
bitt, gave him sketch of the Occoquan Fort. Go-
ing out again in the rain, met Hendricks, once
of the World, now of the Herald. He was got
up in high boots and military cap and looked
like a Jew pirate or smuggler. He was off
to-morrow, he said. At Ebbitts met Page
and Wilkeson, where I learnt the destination
of the army for the first time; Richmond, via
the peninsula. Got acquainted with a Lieut.
J. A. Helm, 2nd Lieut of the Infantry regulars
under Gen. Sykes. Evening to Tribune