All the young folks were invited to Dea. Turner's to tea. I
remained at home. Played chess with Thede. Read some — attending preaching in the
evening. Prof. Fairchild made a good discourse. Got out my letters from Fannie,
reviewed them and burned them. It seemed hard and sad to do so, but I knew it
was best. Could not discover any change in the style of her letters in the spring
of 1861. They seemed full as warm and affectionate then as ever during the whole
year.
SOURCE: Frances Andrews Tenney, War Diary Of Luman
Harris Tenney, p. 110
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