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April 3, Monday.
Albany, Ga
All of us very miserable at the thought of parting.
Mrs. Meals goes with us as far as
Wooten's, on her way to
Gopher Hill, so sister and the children are left alone.
Brother Troup has been ordered to
Gen. Wofford's command in
North Georgia, and this separation adds to her feeling of loneliness, but she and the children will soon join us in
Washington, so it won't matter so much.
The ride to
Albany was very unpleasant, the sun scorching hot, the glare of the sand blinding, and
Mrs. Meals with a headache.
Mr. George Hull writes that the Georgia R. R.
will be open for travel by the last of this month, and so our visits to
Cuthbert and
Macon will just fill in the interval for Mett and me. We can then go home by way of
Atlanta.
It is something to think we will be able to go all the way by rail and won't have to undergo that troublesome wagon ride again across the country.
Up early and at the depot.
Jim Chiles accompanied us as far as
Smithville.
We had to wait five hours there for the train to
Cuthbert.
The hotel was so uninviting that we stayed in the car, putting down the blinds and making ourselves as comfortable as we could.
Capt. Warwick, who is stationed there, was very kind and attentive.
He paid us a call in our impromptu parlor, and made some of his hands bring in buckets of water and sprinkle the floor to cool it off a little.
Just before the train arrived on which we were to leave, there
