Cool this morning. Jinnie has been sick with sore throat since Friday but is nearly well now. Charlie is still on foot but not well. My little dear ones are very well. Mr. Henry & I went to the mill dam this morning, staid but a short time as it is very cool. This wind blows a spanking gale. The trees will soon be leafless. They are nearly all off, at least they are scared enough to fall. Drearry, gloomy winter is upon us & it is impossible for me to stay here without Mr. Henry. If he goes to the war I will have to break up housekeeping, which I should hate to do for I have things so comfortable in my household. The children are up at Mammy’s house. Mr. Henry is down before the fire on a pallet asleep. He generally takes a nap on Sunday. Old Quinn bought us some cider for vinegar last week. I fear it will do no good as it has water in it. I know I must stop & go see my baby. He is such a dear good baby. Mr. Henry got up & went off while I was at Aunt Tena’s house, gone till night hunting up hogs. I was alone with my little ones. A fair day & pleasant.
*(Fear in North Carolina: The Civil War Journals and Letters of the Henry Family, Eds. Karen L. Clinard and Richard Russell, used with permission.)