Cornelia H., age 26, North Carolina

Mr. Henry well enough this morning. Corn stays part of the day to sharpen some mill picks. Mail brought no news. I got a letter from Dora & Matt. They are all well. Pa has had an attack of Rhumatism but is better. The others all well. Dora wrote that Bill Santos was dead. He was wounded at Sharpsburg fight & died from the wound. I began Mr. Henry another shirt today after reading the papers. Mr. Henry took Pinck with him to the tan yard this evening. It began to snow some after they started so Pinck was very cold when he came back. Zona & I went to Mrs. Fanning’s a little while. I promised to take her to keep her from crying after Mr. Henry & Pinck. The wind blew very cold & snowed on till night.

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

Henry S., age 26, Michigan

I sawed some more wood this morning, and then worked around the house fixing up things.  Went up town about 3 o’clock this afternoon and got Mr. and Mrs. Harvey and brought them over home where they staid until after supper when I took them home again.  The wind has blown fearfully all day; it is in the north tonight and growing cold.

*(R. Henry Scadin Collection, D.H. Ramsey Library Special Collections, UNC Asheville)

Laura M., age 15, North Carolina

Em picked me up from school and took me 2 work with Bryan and Meri. Courtney picked me up with Sarah J. and Jessica. We all went to Melinda’s. Got a hemp necklace. Courtney dropped me off at 7:00. Me, Mom, Kathy went 2 “Michael’s” for dinner. Jerry came at 10 and I went 2 Ashley’s with Renee, Amanda, and Ashley. We danced, watched T.V., and talked.

Laura M., age 14, North Carolina

Talked to Courtney about what my mom said. She said, “Fine. Go to Cary! Leave me.” God, this is so hard. A chance for a transfer is what I’ve wanted all year. I asked if she’d be pissed if I went. She said “not pissed, upset.” She cried and cried. I wish I had as many tears as her. I needed to cry. Mom talked to the Apex counselor and she said to get a transfer I’d need a note from Dr. Silber. I’m depressed. I know what I need to do. Went to Eddie’s.

Samuel P., age 27, London

(Office day). This day my father came to dine at my house, but being sent for in the morning I could not stay, but went by water to my Lord, where I dined with him, and he in a very merry humour (present Mr. Borfett and Childe).

At dinner: he, in discourse of the great opinion of the virtue—gratitude (which he did account the greatest thing in the world to him, and had, therefore, in his mind been often troubled in the late times how to answer his gratitude to the King, who raised his father), did say it was that did bring him to his obedience to the King; and did also bless himself with his good fortune, in comparison to what it was when I was with him in the Sound, when he durst not own his correspondence with the King; which is a thing that I never did hear of to this day before; and I do from this raise an opinion of him, to be one of the most secret men in the world, which I was not so convinced of before.

After dinner he bid all go out of the room, and did tell me how the King had promised him 4000l. per annum for ever, and had already given him a bill under his hand (which he showed me) for 4000l. that Mr. Fox is to pay him. My Lord did advise with me how to get this received, and to put out 3000l. into safe hands at use, and the other he will make use of for his present occasion. This he did advise with me about with much secresy.

After all this he called for the fiddles and books, and we two and W. Howe, and Mr. Childe, did sing and play some psalmes of Will. Lawes’s, and some songs; and so I went away.

So I went to see my Lord’s picture, which is almost done, and do please me very well.

Hence to Whitehall to find out Mr. Fox, which I did, and did use me very civilly, but I did not see his lady, whom I had so long known when she was a maid, Mrs. Whittle. From thence meeting my father Bowyer, I took him to Mr. Harper’s, and there drank with him. Among other things in discourse he told me how my wife’s brother had a horse at grass with him, which I was troubled to hear, it being his boldness upon my score.

Home by coach, and read late in the last night’s book of Trials, and told my wife about her brother’s horse at Mr. Bowyer’s, who is also much troubled for it, and do intend to go to-morrow to inquire the truth.

Notwithstanding this was the first day of the King’s proclamation against hackney coaches coming into the streets to stand to be hired, yet I got one to carry me home.

*(The Diary of Samuel Pepys M.A. F.R.S., edited by Henry B. Wheatley F.S.A., London, George Bell & Sons York St. Covent Garden, Cambridge Deighton Bell & Co., 1893.)

Cornelia H., age 25, North Carolina

I began the children some bonnetts today. Willie fretful, did but little at it. Atheline cooks. Fannie did it while I was gone. I got a saque coat pattern from Mrs. Jones for the negroes. Also a cap pattern for little boys. George complaining. I guess ’tis measles. Hands ploughing. Jim Night came Tuesday to plough for Mr. Henry, will work all the week.

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

Henry S., age 25, Michigan

The thermometer indicated but 22 above 0 this morning and the ground was frozen hard. Went to church this forenoon and stayed to Sunday school. Pa wen t and got Alice this morning and she is sick tonight. It has been a cold day, freezing all the time.  

*(R. Henry Scadin Collection, D.H. Ramsey Library Special Collections, UNC Asheville)