[from the diary of Eliza Oswald Hill, refugee from Wilmington, N.C.]
Thursday 18th this is thanksgiving day--Our Church will be open & I
go with a grateful heart to return thanks to my heavenly father
for the victories he has given us--& for sparing my sons' lives thus
far--as well as for all his mercies daily nay momently vouchsafed to me a mis
-erable undeserving sinner--The little girls have a Fair to night--The money to
be sent to the soldiers--Every morning it clouds & threatens rain--About ten
OClock the Sun comes out, & the clouds pass away--
MSS 6960
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