{"id":13094,"date":"2026-11-14T05:30:00","date_gmt":"2026-11-14T11:30:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/dotcw.com\/?p=5284"},"modified":"2026-07-25T22:55:33","modified_gmt":"2026-07-26T03:55:33","slug":"rutherford-b-hayes-171","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.cw-chronicles.com\/blog\/rutherford-b-hayes-171\/","title":{"rendered":"Diary of Rutherford B. Hayes."},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>November 14, Thursday. <\/em>\u2013 A dark, cold, rainy morning. Marching before daylight in pitchy darkness. (<em>Mem.<\/em>: \u2013 Night marches should only be made in extremest cases; men can go farther between daylight and dark than between midnight and dark of the next day, and be less worn-out.) We stopped in the dark, built fires, and remained until daylight, when we pushed on in mud and rain past enemy&#8217;s entrenchments on Dickinson&#8217;s farm to Fayetteville where we arrived about eight or nine A. M. After passing enemy&#8217;s works, [we found] the road strewed with axes, picks, tents, etc., etc. \u2013 the debris of Floyd&#8217;s retreating army. Fayetteville, a pretty village, deserted by men and by all but a few women. We quartered with Mrs. Mauser; her secession lord gone with Floyd. We heard P. M. of General Benham&#8217;s skirmishers killing Colonel St. George Croghan today \u2013 colonel of Rebel cavalry and son of Colonel George Croghan of Fort Stephenson celebrity. Died in a bad cause; but Father O&#8217;Higgins, of the Tenth, says he behaved like a Christian gentleman. Colonel Smith wears his sword. Shot through the sword-belt.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>November 14, Thursday. \u2013 A dark, cold, rainy morning. Marching before daylight in pitchy darkness. (Mem.: \u2013 Night marches should only be made in extremest cases; men can go farther between daylight and dark than between midnight and dark of the next day, and be less worn-out.) We stopped in the dark, built fires, and [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":21,"featured_media":69240,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[18],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-13094","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","category-diary-and-letters-of-rutherford-birchard-hayes"],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/www.cw-chronicles.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/Rutherford-B.-Hayes.jpg","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.cw-chronicles.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13094","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.cw-chronicles.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.cw-chronicles.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.cw-chronicles.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/21"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.cw-chronicles.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=13094"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.cw-chronicles.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13094\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":122519,"href":"https:\/\/www.cw-chronicles.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13094\/revisions\/122519"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.cw-chronicles.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/69240"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.cw-chronicles.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=13094"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.cw-chronicles.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=13094"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.cw-chronicles.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=13094"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}