Sunday 3rd July 
Anon Jones staid here last night, left soon after breakfast. I & the children went to the Academy today to church. Rose carried Gus & Zona & Willie walked. Mr. Reynolds preached. I sit by the window near the door & my thoughts wandered back over the past. I thought how often I had been there & seen Atheline Come with Pinck (she always kept the children in church) & then in year or so she carried little Cora & then not long till she carried Zona & then Willie. But I think she has been to church her last time. I felt so sad to think of what she had been & what she is now but we must all die sooner or later. She has been good to me & I love her & pray she may be restored to health. Her baby grows slow. She stays up at Tena’s house now & Jim keeps the baby. She can’t walk alone, her feet and legs are swollen. She is nothing but skin and bones. I expect Mr. Henry is at my old home this evening. I wish I could be there a while too. I love my old home. Many tender recollections cling around it. I don’t know when I shall see it again, perhaps never. I will stop as I want to go up & sit awhile with Atheline.
We have had a big fight near Marietta Ga., have not heard the casualties yet. I hear Jim Nichols is wounded slightly. We had a very hard rain this evening indeed. It has rained since three o’clock.
Source: Diary of Cornelia Henry in Fear in North Carolina: The Civil War Journal and Letters of the Henry Family. Clinard, Karen L. and Russell, Richard, eds. (Asheville, NC: Reminiscing Books, 2008).