April, Tuesday 19, 1864
No Yanks today, a heavy raide passed down on Pigeon Rooste Road, do not know their destination. No news from Forrest, and the Yanks do not seem to know where he is. We have not seen any one today, or heard a word of news. Joanna and Bettie went to Memphis today, Sallie went with them—got a Permit—I am going to try my luck in the City tomorrow. I scarcely know what to think about it, or expect, but I do not believe all I have heard. Father is not willing I should go, I must change though, I cannot live always thus. Sewed all day, finished my white wrapper. My poor little burnt Goslin died, I have a great deal of trouble with them.
Bettie and Laura did not say a lesson tonight, Bettie said she was too tired, and it was not five minutes until Laura was asleep – I am right sick tonight, and so lonely. No news from Miss Em yet, I am very much afraid she will give up her visit—
Forrest keeps so buisy on the Miss. River—The days of my present life are not worth recording—and I am sure the trouble and sorrow are indelibly ground on my memory and heart—