[from the diary of Eliza Oswald Hill, refugee from Wilmington, N.C.]
Saturday 25th Every thing looks so bright & cheerful to day that I can scarce
-ly realize the melancholy truth, that hundreds are down in my native
town with yellow fever & hundreds more are suffering for want of
nourishment--I have written- or at least finished a long letter
this morning to Ellen & must write another to day--My tooth for
the first time in 6 days has ceased to ache & I rejoice at it--
No letter from Eliza yet--A poor woman called to see me this afternoon
-a Mrs Forester[?] sent by Charles to get money to help her from me on
his account--she was so pretty & seemed so distressed about her hus
-band being in the Army & her not hearing from him that tho' I
knew my board was due & I had no money to loan Charlie I
had to hand her $20-& trust to Mr Guthrie waiting on me
MSS 6960
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