Better to-day. A long, long weary day in grief has passed
away. I suppose General Chesnut is somewhere—but where? that is the question.
Only once has he visited this sad spot, which holds, he says, all that he cares
for on earth. Unless he comes or writes soon I will cease, or try to cease,
this wearisome looking, looking, looking for him.
SOURCES: Mary Boykin Chesnut, Edited by Isabella D. Martin
and Myrta Lockett Avary, A Diary From Dixie, p. 364
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