Cornelia H., age 26, North Carolina

My head aches badly this morning & I feel very little like writing. Pinck has just started to church at the Academy. Byrd preaches there today. The negroes, some of them are going. I had a good laugh at Zona a little while ago. She wanted Pinck’s pants on. I put them on & she looks so funny. I had to laugh. Her hoops in the pants too. She is crying now, she is so vexed. Mr. Henry has gone to the mill. Willie is out with Atheline. I must see about dinner, as it is after 10 o’clock. My head got easy after dinner & Mr. Henry & I started to Betsy McKinnish’s to get her to help wash wool. We saw her little girl at Jim Parker’s so we went down there. She said she would come tomorrow. We went out & looked at the wheat the other side of the store house. The Dixon wheat is getting in bloom. The rye in full bloom. The walker & white wheat in root. I came back & left Mr. Henry, Branton & old J. Night looking at the wheat near the stables. It has the rust a good deal. Mr. Henry has from the Murray fields (including them) clear to the Green field including that in wheat. It looks finely & will make a good deal if it is not injured by rust.

*(Fear in North Carolina: The Civil War Journals and Letters of the Henry Family, Eds. Karen L. Clinard and Richard Russell, used with permission.)