Late this morning as usual in getting up & late breakfast. Boyd went to Asheville yesterday for himself, did not come here till this morning. He got the mail. Mr. Henry got a letter from his sister Martha to which I have replied today. Boyd’s little son staid here last night. He got 6 lbs. of wool. Poor little fellow. He needs clothes. Cloudy & cold all day. I have just eat a very hearty dinner of sweet potato pudding, back bone & other things & am too lazy to write much more. The children are all at play. I am writing in my room by a little slow fire. It was ten last night before I got to sleep as I wanted to finish Pinck’s sock. I began it Thursday night & have only knit at night on it. This is a gloomy day & has been a long one as Sunday generally is when Mr. Henry is gone. It is now nearly three & I will stop as I want to read some in my bible.
*(Fear in North Carolina: The Civil War Journals and Letters of the Henry Family, Eds. Karen L. Clinard and Richard Russell, used with permission.)