I think it probable they knew nothing about its ownership, or it would have been devastated.
My agent sent me a little money, part of the rent of year before last.
My tenant is getting rich.
After peace I shall reside there myself.
How I long for the independent life of a farmer!
Wood is selling at $16 per cord, and coal at $9 per load.
How can we live here, unless our salaries are increased?
The matter is under consideration by Congress, and we hope for favorable action.
Col. Bledsoe has resigned and gone back to his school at Charlottesville.
Blankets, that used to sell for $6, are now $25 per pair; and sheets are selling for $15 per pair, which might have been had a year ago for $4. Common 44 bleached cotton shirting is selling at $1 a yard.
Gen. Lee's locality and operations, since the battle of Sharpsburg or Shepherdstown, are still enveloped in mystery.
About one hundred of the commissioned officers of Pope's army, taken prisoners by Ja
the United States, and setting up a confederacy for themselves, or joining the Southern Confederacy. I fear the reliable gentleman is not to be relied upon.
Yet it would be well for the Western States, a just retribution to New England, and a very great relief to us.
Gen. Lee is urging the department to have the meat at Atlanta brought to his army without delay.
It is here the army will be wanted.
I saw pigs to-day, not six weeks old, selling in market at $10 a piece.
I met Col. Bledsoe to-day, on a visit to the city, who told me Fenelon never tasted meat, and lived to be ninety years old. I am no Fenelon, but I shall probably have to adopt his regimen.
I would barter, however, some of his years for a good supply of food.
We must have peace soon, or a famine.
Already, as if quite certain that the great Northwest would speedily withdraw from the Eastern United States, our people are discussing the eventualities of such a momentous occurrence.
permitted to follow Meade, who is retrograding, being weakened by detachments.
A few weeks hence the fall campaign will open in Virginia, when the very earth may tremble again with the thunders of war, and the rivulets may again spout human blood.
There were no letters to-day, for the reason that last night the clerks in the post-office resigned, their salaries not being sufficient to support them.
I hope a force will be detailed, to-morrow, to distribute the letters.
I met Prof. A. T. Bledsoe to-day as he was ambling toward the passport office.
He said he was just about to start for London, where he intended publishing his book — on slavery, I believe.
He has a free passage on one of the government steamers, to sail from Wilmington.
He asked me if I fasted to-day; I answered yes, as usual! He then bid me good-by, and at parting I told him I hoped he would not find us all hanged when he returned.
I think it probable he has a mission from the President, as well as his bo