May, Thursday 12, 1864
Miss Em and I took breakfast in our room—it was bitter cold this morning, and I have taken my stove down. Mr. Nelson very impatient, Mr. Brett arrived about 11 o’clock, had succeeded in getting a pass for Mr. N. from Gen’l Washburn, good for one week—they left about 12. We all sat in the Parlour in the morning—after dinner Miss Em and I came out to my room and spent the evening—Nannie and Emie came also. Oh! I wish they would quit speaking of the war, or Politics. Cousin Frazor was tight at dinner, and as he and Mrs. Perkins differed, he was very rough and disagreeable—we did not sit up so late. Bettie and Anna Nelson reached home safe, but very late. No important news—no news from Mr. Harbut yet—