August 15, 1851 – “Camp Meeting”



Friday. 15. Aug. 1851

Cool & pleasant, sun powerfull.
We took an early stroll after break fast up the
road leading to Mr Coutneys. Julia met Mr [Knowlton]; he addressed her, a few words. The girls went to the river to see the Cars. I kept out untill tired. then came in to write. finding my window too cool, altho the sun is hot enough.
Mrs Wetherby took Julia & Maria to Camp meeting, at “White plains”, they left at 1- and returned at 8 oclock. Miss Anna Remsen went with
them and they had a jolly time.
Maria, was chilly on her return, I gave her some brandy. She had the tastes of a girl, and likes a frolic.

August 14, 1851 -“Young Julia sings and trouble with mosquitoes”

Thursday. 14. Aug. 1851
Mist, and slight rain, in the morning, hot sun at noon.
We have true August weather. but
my room is always cool, and delightfull. I worked very hard
to finish the dress. Completed it, and sent it to “Miss Julia”. Louis very unwillingly took his Aunt Maria, Julia to call
on Debby L; she was not at home, they left the dress for the
baby. Louis , bought a bag of oats. 10 shillings.
We walked after tea. Miss Wetherby and her brother spent
the evening here, I did not go in the parlour. Julia played
some of the Opera’s; and sang for them two songs.
The evening is cool, all my windows are closed to keep
out Moschitoes.
Showers in the distance; this tempers the atmosphere.

August 10-13, 1851 – “Back to the City and then back again to Sing Sing


Sunday. 10th Aug. 1851

Cool fine day.
Mr H. took us to Church; Miss Davis ___
Mr Frainer gave us a good sermon. I think him energetic.
“Jesus Christ the only Mediator between God and Man”. his text.
Communion in the afternoon; Miss Davis remained.
We shook hands with Mr Frainer, he is very affable.
I shrink from public view, having on a dark dress, not black.
Maria, Julia & Louis went to Dr Creighton’s, after dinner.
We rode to after tea. G was chilly & returned.

Monday. 11th Aug. 1851.
Mist, but a warm day.
G. took the waggon [sic],
and Remsen for drives, we went to Mr Courtneys, back of
the village. G. engaged board for mothers family. They
will be too far from me, but I must learn to ride up hills.
Mrs Courtney is plain, but good hearted, her house small. I
only wish her bed rooms were larger & on the second floor.
Mother will miss her fine rooms at home. I thought
of waiting to see Mrs Hortons, but G. decided on this place.
So there was no appeal. If C. gets her health; all will
be well. I wish Henry; could be with us. it suits him so well.
G. took me to Tarry town before tea, the dust was
terrible, I was covered on my return. Remsen drove us.
Miss Creighton, called on me, leave for New port to.morrow.

Tuesday. 12th Aug. 1851.
Warm, after the mist went over.
I rode to the Cars with Louis &
Mr H. Shopped on my way home, bought Muslin for night gowns.
and sleeves. Was not afraid of the horse, Louis drove well.
Julia, Maria, Miss Davis, Louis & Remsen, went to tea with
the Miss Leggetts. had a fine, jolly time.
I passed the afternoon in tears, thinking of my poor father.
It is a longing to indulge my grief, but I find no sympathy.

Wednesday. 13 Aug. 1851. Sing Sing.

Close; and sultry, showers in the distance.
Louis went to Mr Leggetts to play
with the boys. We rode to Sing Sing after tea before tea. Maria,
Mrs Swain, Josy, myself and Louis. I took my hat to be dyed could
not get it done, Bought inked trimming for the little dress. Maria H.
treated to Ice cream, and Soda Water. We met Miss Wetherby on our return.
A warm night, Remsen complains of moschitoes [sic].

August 8 and 9th, 1851 – “And life goes on…”

Friday. 8th Aug. 1851.
Warm and misty.
Mr H. returned to the city.
I rested myself, from my exertions to be gay. Thought of my
poor father; now I trust in Heaven. How soon we return
to the little things of earth. I am surprised at myself, but
shocked by others; transient sorrow for the lost.

Saturday. 9th Aug.
I went to Sing Sing with Mrs
Swain and Louis, took our bonnets to be trimmed with black.
`Brought Mr Swain, home with us.
Louis, went for his father before tea, and brought
home my band box, the hats tolerably trimmed. G. took me to ride
by moonlight, Mr H. left them all well at mothers but C. who improves.
Eugene arrived last night. from Savannah.
I went to Mrs Walkers & Ayr’s, to get board for mothers family.

August 6, 1851- “Laying poor father to rest, 76 years, and six months”

Wednesday. 6th Aug. 1851.

We left for the city in the morning
train, and I kept up my composure through all. Maria H.
was a great comfort to me in my trouble. Mr Hale put us
in the cars. We rode to nineteenth St. the city was hot & dusty.
I entered the house with dread, went in the basement room.
All was still, Maria came in to meet us, she looks thin.
She told me of her trial, to be alone with a dying
father; how agonizing. A nurse was with her, but
those who should have been there to support him, were
all absent from his room.
Catharine was sick in her room, had been so for four days.
Mother was weak, and trembling unfit to soothe a dying soul.

Maria, alone was not the one to give the christian, hope[,] her
cares & duties had worn her down to a mere machine.
How strange that the Dr could have left a dying man to
such weak protection; and that Catharine, or his wife, did not
call in some firm kind friend, to cheer the closing hour.
His sisters children were both competent to the task, and
would gladly have watched around his bed; and had offered
their services the night before.
But Catharine, by some strange wish; kept all his friends
from his room, and would not allow even her own sickness.
to be mentioned.
I was deceived by her gay letters to the last, and did not go
to see him, or bid him farewell; Not one of his children, those
who loved him best, were with him. Henry, Eugene, Ferdinand
and myself were not permitted to see our father’s, last
fond look.
I have shed many tears for the past; His last “God bless you,”
and the expression of his eyes on the last meeting we had
will always, be fixed in my remembrance. How kindly
he took change of my silver, and put it under his own bed,
to keep it safe. I then hoped to see him in a few days; but
it was to be my last interview; and I saw him in death.

The body of the strong energetic man; the fine
agreeable, sensible man, the thoughtfull, tried & pious man
was before me. The fore head alone was his, all else was changed,
pain, agony and sufferings unknown to us,, had done its work.
How I shrank, from this poor defaced image of my lost
father, and prayed that his spirit might be happier in heaven.
His kindness, his tender care, his unwearied exertions for our
comfort, all came back to my mind, and my poor returns,
how they upbraided and reproached me. I wished to call
him back to life, to give him some mark of affection, but it
is too late. Death has set his seal, and to me his lost for
ever on earth. 76 years, and six months, was the length of his
mortal career. God who he served has taken him home.

I went up to see my mother, found her composed, but
agitated on meeting me. She bore the trial with more
fortitude than could be hoped, it astonished me, my
fears were, that she would sink, after so much anxiety.
Mrs Wiliard, stayed with us, she prepared mother for the
funeral. Catharine was in bed, but seemed better, she
had been sick from dysentery; she looks very thin.
At four oclock we all assembled in the back bed room.

Dr Frainer read the episcopal service.
W. Van Nest. made a beautifull address, and prayer.
“The death of a saint is precious in the sight of the Lord”.
this was the consoleing [sic] subject, presented to us; and I
think appropriate.
How sadly the rolling of the carriage wheels sounded, as
they bore from his house, and family, my poor father.
They laid him in the cold vault of Trinity Church.
Ferdinand, has purchased one there.
I wished for some bright, green spot, to leave him, where we could plant flowers around his bed; so as to keep him fresh in our hearts.
And now all is over; we are left to mourn his loss
and follow if possible his example of patience & submission to the will of his God. I may soon be called to follow him, let me live above the world. and all sinfull desires; and give my self to a carefull preparation for death. So that
I too may be ready, when the Master calls.

We met the board, but he was not there, how
I missed him with his hospitable smile and manner. I went to mothers room after tea, Garret, spent the evening. He took the boys to sleep in Charlton St. We slept in the back, or rather went to bed.
I could not sleep, counted the hours untill morning. A palpitation of
the heart kept me awake. Maria H. and Julia slept soundly.