I finished daughter’s dress though my head pains me yet. Jim Parker & some of the hands killed eight hogs today. The fattest of them. They are very nice. They only split them open, will cut them up Monday. I knit a little on Willie’s stocking. Mrs. Fanning knitted at night on one & I on the other. She narrowed hers too slow so I had it to take out today. My head got easy after supper. It is so lonesome here when Mr. Henry is gone. That old crazy Herrel staid here last Tuesday night. I fear he will come while Mr. Henry is gone & it would frighten me to death nearly.
*(Fear in North Carolina: The Civil War Journals and Letters of the Henry Family, Eds. Karen L. Clinard and Richard Russell, used with permission.)