{"id":102176,"date":"2024-04-08T01:53:15","date_gmt":"2024-04-08T06:53:15","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.cw-chronicles.com\/blog\/?p=102176"},"modified":"2021-02-26T13:32:06","modified_gmt":"2021-02-26T19:32:06","slug":"diary-of-belle-edmondson-55","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.cw-chronicles.com\/blog\/diary-of-belle-edmondson-55\/","title":{"rendered":"&#8230;they came here last night about 6 o&#8217;clock to see if we could tell them anything about the Pickets."},"content":{"rendered":"<p>April, Saturday 9, 1864<\/p>\n<p>What strange weather. cold, bitter cold &amp; raining. Laura awakened me with the news that Lieut. Buchanon of 2 Mo. Cav. with two of his men were here. I hastened to dress, as I expected they would have some news\u2014they came here last night about 6 o&#8217;clock to see if we could tell them anything about the Pickets. I dressed and went in the Parlor, he did not stay very long, had twenty men with him on an expedition to capture Cav Pickets\u2014I regreted to learn from him this morning they had failed\u2014they took french leave, we thought we heard the Yanks coming, they did not get this far, rob&#8217;d poor old Mr. Isbell of all his meat, and a great deal of corn,\u2014fourteen in the squad, how I wish those Mo&#8217;s could have known it in time to have captured them. Oh! mercy, I am so lonely\u2014have not sewed much today, sat in the Parlor with Father a little while after tea. Poor Father, his heart is as sad as my own. L. &amp; B. did not say a lesson tonight. Laura, Tip and I all alone, poor, poor Beulah\u2014I sat up very late, alone, ah! the hearts echo of that simple word.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>April, Saturday 9, 1864 What strange weather. cold, bitter cold &amp; raining. Laura awakened me with the news that Lieut. Buchanon of 2 Mo. Cav. with two of his men were here. I hastened to dress, as I expected they would have some news\u2014they came here last night about 6 o&#8217;clock to see if we [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":21,"featured_media":101978,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[152],"tags":[],"class_list":{"0":"post-102176","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","5":"has-post-thumbnail","7":"category-diaries-and-letters-of-belle-edmondson"},"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_featured_media_url":"http:\/\/www.cw-chronicles.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/02\/Belle-Edmondson.jpg","_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.cw-chronicles.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/102176","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.cw-chronicles.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.cw-chronicles.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.cw-chronicles.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/21"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.cw-chronicles.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=102176"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.cw-chronicles.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/102176\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.cw-chronicles.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/101978"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.cw-chronicles.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=102176"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.cw-chronicles.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=102176"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.cw-chronicles.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=102176"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}