Return to Hilton Head from
83. The day was intolerably hot; the
night fine with a crescent moon and stars.
I south my berth at 9, and slept, except
when wakened by the banging of doors and
the tumbling about of pillows; my pillow being
drenched with perspiration.
3. Thursday. Debarkation at Hilton
Head, amid a crowd, Capt. King presi-
ding. Met young Hall and one another of
my Locust Point fellow passengers. To head-
quarters. In the chambers of Capt. Fessen-
den. Halpine�s quarters and offices removed
to the further end of the row : saw him and Gen.
Hunter. Very hot. To the Post-office and Adam�s
Express office. Reading Tribune, loafing
and scribbling. Dined with Gen. Hunter,
Mrs Hunter, a doctor�s wife and Fessenden.
Out for a sail in the afternoon with young
Stockton, in the General�s sail-boat. A negro-
crew, �a wet sheet and a flouring sea� � too
much of both. Going at great speed and
crowding sail out into the beautiful bay,
the live, leaping sea marvellous with Turner-
esque effects. A call at the flag-ship, Wa-
bash. A risky streak back; a thunderstorm
coming up gradually. to the pier, disembark-
ation. Met King and visited his little boy