Wednesday, July 13, 2016

Diary of Dolly Lunt Burge: December 25, 1865

Sadai woke very early and crept out of bed to her stocking. Seeing it well filled she soon had a light and eight little negroes around her, gazing upon the treasures. Everything opened that could be divided was shared with them. 'Tis the last Christmas, probably, that we shall be together, freedmen! Now you will, I trust, have your own homes, and be joyful under your own vine and fig tree, with none to molest or make afraid.

SOURCE: Dolly Lunt Burge, A Woman's Wartime Journal, p. 53-4

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