I went to church today at the Academy, was the first one there. Got frightened at A. B. Jones, thought he was old Herrel. The circuit preacher Smith delivered a tollerable fair sermon. Not many out, though it was a bright day. Some what cold but we had a fire. When I got back it was nearly two o’clock. Bets McKinnish was here, brought home my stocking yarn. She took 12 lbs. of wool home with her. I am glad Christmas is done for the negroes for I can’t get anything done by them. Mrs. Fanning got the jeans out this evening, near twenty nine yrds, a good piece as I have seen lately. Her & I finished Pinck’s sock tonight. She has been knitting on them. It was ten o’clock before we lay down. I knit some on Atheline’s stocking also. I wore my new calico dress to church today. It is surplus neck with a frill around. Zona has a sore hand. She knocked up a piece of skin with the hammer before Mr. Henry left & has caught cold in it I fear. She cries all the time. I am dressing it.
*(Fear in North Carolina: The Civil War Journals and Letters of the Henry Family, Eds. Karen L. Clinard and Richard Russell, used with permission.)