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THE CIVIL WAR DIARY OF JOHN G. MORRISON 1861-1865

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January 1. Hail to the New Year. Was turned out at 1 1/2<br />

A.M. (very cold indeed). Weighed anchor, went to quarters,<br />

and placed everything in readiness. Put out all lights and<br />

fires, lit our battle lanters and was ready. The<br />

"Pittsburgh" came alongside of our port side and made fast<br />

to us, the "Mound City" being in the rear. We started up<br />

towards the batteries (7 miles) but owing to a dense fog we<br />

did not make much headway, as it was go-ahead slow, stop,<br />

back her, all the time. Just as we got within long rang, a<br />

tug came in a great hurry and we were ordered back to the<br />

landing. Got there about 4 1/2 A.M. Came to an anchor.<br />

Hammocks were piped down and the boys turned in until 9<br />

A.M. when the hands were again called and we went to<br />

breakfast.<br />

[20] Plenty of yarns around. Lay still all day surmising why we<br />

were ordered back. I took the captain on board the<br />

flagship. He returned at 6 1/2 P.M. Everything was not<br />

ready for another start and about 8 P.M. we weighed anchor<br />

and instead of going [up], we went down and 9 1/2 P.M.<br />

found us on the Mississippi bound for Island 10. So much<br />

for calculations. Passed the "Mound City" and "Pittsburgh"<br />

at the mouth of the Yazoo.<br />

Jan. 2, Friday. Came on deck at 12 for watch. Shortly<br />

afterwards spoke the ram "Lancaster" and the transport<br />

Tigress, the lattr having Gen'l McClernand and staff on<br />

board. A couple of his staff came on board and held a powwow<br />

with our captain. Raining heavy all the afternoon. On<br />

account of the terrible heavy rain and intense darkness, we<br />

were forced to come to an anchor about 9 P.M. Not having<br />

anything but a "Kedge," we dragged. About 9 1/2 P.M. all<br />

hands were turned out to heave it up again. Dropped and<br />

hove it up three times through the most disagreeable of<br />

nights. I got soaked thro.<br />

Jan. 3, Saturday. Out at 6 A.M. Still raining as if the<br />

floodgates of Heaven were open and intensely dark to boot.<br />

The darkness however was occasionally made to appear still<br />

more intense by repeated flashes of very vivid orange and<br />

blue lightning. 8 P.M. Has rained steady since we got<br />

[21] under weigh at 8 1/2 A.M. and no signs of it ceaseing yet.<br />

Every place wet and miserable. As the spar deck leaks,<br />

the gundeck is flooded all the time. Anchored at 6 P.M.<br />

Jan 4, Sunday. Turned out at 2 A.M. to keep watch - "Ye<br />

Gods," what a change. The sky was as clear and bright as a<br />

baby's eye and "ye moon" looked as serene as if a cloud had<br />

never obscured the brightness of her passionless looking<br />

phizog. The hands were turned out at 4 1/2 A.M. At 5 A.M.<br />

the anchor was weighed and we again started on our way<br />

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