Sunday 17th July 1864
My head not well this morning. I lay down on the lounge & tried to sleep but could not. Matt kept the flies off me. We sit up till 11 o’clock last night thinking perhaps Mr. Henry would come. The moon shone nearly as bright as day. They sung & prayed all night I think, at least every time I was awake. Yesterday & today have been beautiful days. They started to bury Atheline about half past one I suppose. She smells a little. There was a heap of negroes went on from here. They had plenty of company last night. Matt , Tom & the children went. I was afraid to leave the house in such times as this. I sent for Mrs. Fanning to come & stay while I went to the grave yard but she has the headache & could not come. I then sent to know if Arbazena might stay with me & she sent her. They had not been gone long till Mr. Henry came. I was so glad to see him. I felt so lonely. I got him some milk & fixed his dinner for him & now he is upstairs asleep. Arbazena went up to the hotel place a while ago with Nance Warren. Nance came after her letters that Tom brought out yesterday. Everything looks very lonely. Atheline will never come to me again and ask what she will do. No never. They have come back from the burying. I received a letter from Sister Matt yesterday evening written the last of May (the 30th) a long time on the road. Mr. Henry took a long nap this evening. Old Boyd here tonight.
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).