I have just set Mally, to fixing my hair for the night. This is a dull old place, and I have little worth visiting—Did not go to church today, Coz and I spent it at home, this time next Sunday she will be far from us all—After church (this evening), Mary and Malvina Henry, Sallie and Mollie Badger, Col and Mr Tucker, and Cousin Maria too—they spent an hour or so—I walked as far as Cousin Betsy John’s corner with them—Just to think Coussin is spending, her last night, under this roof, as a girl, or as E.M.T. When she returns to us again it will be, with all the dignity of a married woman—it is strange, and sad to me, for we can never be to each other what we have been—I cannot realize it! How strange life is, it almost seems yesterday, when we were at school together, and now she leaves us, to become, a bride, and a wife—But I will write about it no longer tonight, my heart is already full, with sorrow—It is a beautiful starlight night, rather cool, I kept “Mammy” waiting for me some time last night, by my late hours. I will say good night to my journal, and I hope to sad thoughts—and I must rise early in the morning—so as to be able, to do any little thing for Coussin, and go with her to the cars, to bid a sad good bye.