Monday, 7 November, 1864

Found it raining when we awoke this morning. Disappointed in sending Pigeo to school on account of Zac’s not coming and raining withal. I am very sorry. She ought to have gone last week, but staid on account of being with Zac, as he will have to leave for the Army on Tuesday. – – He came home late this evening. Had been enjoying himself very much down the county, at Mr. Hill’s last night and fishing today.1 Brought a nice bunch of chub with him and a haversack of apples. – – Sent to us by his friends down the county. – – Bill and I were walking out to see the pigs and to the cowpen when he came. He dismounted at the barn and had his horse fed, and came to the house and fixed up his things. Took supper. I fixed his snack in a towel. He carried two worsted shirts and three over-shirts, two pair drawers, 2 of socks, 3 or 4 collars and other necessary things. Poor dear child, how it grieved me to see him start. He made it late, but Gus Hill and Logan Turner will wait for him at Dr. Lewis’ where he promised to meet them.2 – – Though he started after nine o’clk, I couldn’t help walking to the out gate to hear the last tramp of his horse’s feet, till all died away in the distance. Returned to the house and found all the children crying as though their hearts would break. He started cheerfully away, to obey his Country’s call. May the Lord preserve him is my humble prayer, and be ever watchful over him, as the Good Shepherd over the flock. May the dear innocent lambs which have heard his call and have been brought into the fold never be induced to wander away or turn a deaf ear to his warning voice. O that the wolf may never enter. Dear Father! watch over them. Spare not the chastening rod whenever they need it, continue to care for them as thou hast ever done, and O may they never forget thee Good shepherd. Hear the bleating of the lambs if they wander off. Let them near Thy call and bring them back again, that none may be missing, and thine shall be all the praise. O can I ever forget the sadness of this hour, in the darkness of this night, to shake hands with my last dear child taken from his school to engage in this cruel, cruel war. So young, so inexperienced, so thoughtless, even Bill is sad, and expressed a wish to be able to go with him. – – I must not dwell longer upon this, but trust Him in my Father’s hands. – – W. D. Pollard sent for a gallon molasses today. Bill promised to give him in consideration of a kindness.3 He gave Mr. Warters a gallon and jar.4 Put three gallon in a carboy for Will.5 – – Fixed up a jar of butter for Dr. Edwards, eleven pounds, to send to the C.H. tomorrow. – – I want to give Joshua some molasses, and then we will have gotten through one barrel.6

  1. This is likely the same Mr. Hill’s home, Cherry Lane, where Bill stayed the evening of 16 July.  (back)
  2. This is probably the same Gus Hill who helped thresh oats on 3 August. He was about Zac’s age. Both were a couple of years younger than Logan Turner.  (back)
  3. We met Deputy Clerk Pollard on 11 October.  (back)
  4. No telling which Warters this is. I would guess the miller footnoted on 12 July.  (back)
  5. This Will is perhaps Caroline’s brother, a.k.a. “Uncle Billy” and “Uncle Bill,” William M. Ellett, Jr. We met him on 11 July.  (back)
  6. This is the only reference to a Joshua in the journal. There was a Joshua Ellett, about Caroline’s age, living in King William and recorded in the U.S. Census. Perhaps this is a cousin of Caroline’s and the intended recipient of the molasses. More research is needed on the Ellett family.  (back)