A pause in my diary; but nothing of importance has occurred,
either at home or with the country. The armies are mud-bound — I wish they
could continue so. I dread the approach of Spring, with its excitements and
horrors.
Prices of provisions have risen enormously — bacon $8 per
pound, butter $15, etc. Our old friends from the lower part of Essex, Mr. –––’s
parishioners for many years, sent over a wagon filled most generously with all
manner of necessary things for our larder. We have no right to complain, for
Providence is certainly supplying our wants. The clerks' salaries, too, have
been raised to $250 per month, which sounds very large; but when we remember
that flour is $300 per barrel, it sinks into insignificance.
SOURCE: Judith W. McGuire, Diary of a Southern
Refugee, During the War, p. 252
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