Raining.
The old dull sound
of bombs down the river. Nothing further from Savannah. It is now believed that
the raiders in Western Virginia did not attack Saltville, and that the works
are safe. For two days the speculators have been buying salt, and have put up
the price to $1.50 per pound. I hope they will be losers. The State distributes
salt to-morrow: ten pounds to each member of a family, at 20 cents per pound.
The President's
malady is said to be neuralgia in the head—an evanescent affliction, and by no
means considered dangerous. At least such is the experience in my family.
It was amusing,
however, to observe the change of manner of the Secretaries and of heads of
bureaus toward Vice-President Stephens, when it was feared the President was in
extremis. Mr. Hunter, fat as he is, flew about right briskly.
If Savannah falls,
our currency will experience another depreciation, and the croaking
reconstructionists will be bolder.
The members of the
Virginia Assembly propose paying themselves $50 per day!
Congress has not yet
passed the act increasing the compensation of members.
SOURCE: John
Beauchamp Jones, A Rebel War Clerk's Diary at the Confederate
States Capital, Volume 2, p. 357
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