January, Friday 1, 1864
‘Tis New Year, a happy one to our household. Lieut. Spotswood and Eddie came last night. Poor Eddie is greatly in need of clothes.
I do not think we will have much trouble in out Gen’ling the Yanks. I have $50. G.B. left I intend to devote to that purpose. It is very cold, all nature is robed in Ice.
Notwithstanding the Yanks are such near neighbors, we have had a house full of Rebels all day, four of Henderson’s Scouts—Lieut. S. Eddie, Jim & Elb Jeters. Nannie and I went in the buggy over to the smugler’s, Joe White, to see if we could not get some things there for Eddie, failed, bro’t Lute some soap—almost froze to death—got home at dark, all just finishing dinner, had a splendid time tonight. Our Armys all seem to be Status Quo. God grant successful may be the termination of 1864—oh! my savior I have buried the past—guide and leade me from temptation. After you, my God, then I live for my Country—God bless our leaders in Dixie.