Sunday, December 4th, 1853

I don’t know when I’ve spent a more lonely day. Everybody went to church but myself, even down to Pa. They all went to Jerusalem to hear Mr. Smith.[1] Ma liked him very well, but Pa did not. They didn’t get back till four o’clock. I had to wait dinner several hours for them. I like solitude very much sometimes, when I have pleasant thoughts to occupy my mind, or an interesting novel, but today I’ve been entirely void of either. My life has been very monotonous for the last six months, leaving out the moving {?}, I mean in some respects.

  1. [1]Mr. Smith has not be identified.

Saturday, December 3rd, 1853

I arose as usual after spending a very disagreeable night in my dreams. I can’t account for the bad dreams I am continually having here lately. I hope it is no bad omen. – – Ma went up to Mr. Slaughter’s this morning to buy curtains for all the rooms, but she only succeeded in getting them for the chamber downstairs. We cut them out directly after dinner and almost finished them for one room this evening.

Thursday, December 1st, 1853

Nothing particular occurred today. Ma & I bound the chamber carpet this evening. – – The Star came up as usual and looked very pretty. It had more lights and was running faster than usual. – – We had three new workmen today (bricklayers). They layed the hearth in the kitchen and then commenced the quarter chimney. One of them is Mr. Adams, the most curious looking somebody I ever saw.[1] – – I wrote a long letter to Sister today and Ma wrote to Mrs. Trible informing that Pa had consented he would rent them Mt. Hope, as he is so anxious to have a good school in this neighborhood.

  1. [1]Adams is one of the most common surnames in central King William County, many associated with the Upper Mattaponi Native American community. Unfortunately neither Rose nor the US Census gives us further information which would allow us to identify the curious Mr. Adams.

Wednesday, November 30th, 1853

I arose and found to my great astonishment that it had cleared off and was a beautiful day. We thought yesterday evening that it would continue to rain for one week at least. Mr. John Cobb (one of the carpenters) came very near cutting his leg off this morning.[1]Bil had to carry him home in the buggy. The oldMonmouth passed here this day about eleven.[2]   It came up last night quite late.

  1. [1]Farmer John Cobb, now 46, appears in the 1850 US Census with wife Lucy A., and children Octavia, Frances, and Milton.
  2. [2]The Monmouth out of Baltimore is not to be confused with much larger Monmouth which sank in the Mississippi in 1837. This Monmouth would suffer a similar fate in three years, albeit with fewer lives lost.

Tuesday, November 29th, 1853

I arose as usual. Pa left for Court Martial and Ma for Mount Hope soon after breakfast.[1] I expected to spend quite a lonesome day as they would neither be back to dinner, but about an hour after they left I discovered a carriage coming to the house. I couldn’t for my life conceive who it was, when to my great surprise who should it be but Mr. & Mrs. Trible and Eddy.[2] I don’t know any one that could have surprised me more. I hadn’t heard that they were in the county. They spent the day with me and I know would have stayed all night if Ma had been at home. Mrs. T. played a good deal for me on the piano and begged me to play for her, but I was sorry I couldn’t oblige her. She and I had a long talk over old times. She told me Angie had two children, a boy and girl, and a heap more news about my old schoolmates.[3] Ma returned home about sundown. It was raining quite hard and indeed had commenced to rain before Mr. and Mrs. T. left. Pa returned soon after, expecting to find them here. Mr. Trible is very anxious to rent Mt. Hope and open a male & female school there, but he said he would be compelled to leave tomorrow and seemed very much troubled at not meeting with Pa, but I told him that Pa had refused yesterday to rent the place. He had several applications.

  1. [1]That Rose uses the term “Court Martial” suggest something unusual is going on up at the courthouse. Perhaps it is related to Uncle Edmund, an attorney, being commanded there yesterday.
  2. [2]Rev. Peter Trible, 52, and his wife Eliz [Haig] Trible, 33, conducted P. Trible’s School for Young Gentlemen and Mrs. Trible’s Boarding and Day School for Young Ladies at Woodland near Dunnsville in Essex County. Eddy is their son John Edwin Trible, about 10. We seem to have discovered where Rose received the latter part of her education.
  3. [3]As Eliz Trible may have been a second wife, Angie may be a daughter of Peter Trible. But as Rose wrote, “more news about my old schoolmates,” Angie may have been another student at Mrs. Trible’s.

Monday, November 28th, 1853

We all arose quite early. Mr. Johnson & McCrae came down to see Pa on business and spent several hours. Pa went up to court about twelve, returned home about one. – – Mr. Ellett got two lbs. of wool of Ma today. – – The children went to school in the buggy, but soon returned. – – Uncle Edmund was commanded to the Ct. House. – – I wrote a long letter to Sister, Mollie Turner and Willie Brown today. Sent them all to the Post Office this evening.

Sunday, November 27th, 1853

Liv came for me in the buggy before breakfast. I rode to Oak Dale yesterday and didn’t wear a thing over me. I didn’t discover it till I got to the Ct. House. I had to borrow Mag’s shawl this morning to wear home. Ma & all the children but myself, Ed & Zac attended Jerusalem. Uncle Washington & Aunt Patsy spent the evening with us.[1] They were very much pleased with everything, admired my carpet wonderfully.

  1. [1]This is the first appearance of Aunt Patsy, Martha [Turner] Quarles.

Saturday, November 26th, 1853

This is Sister’s birthday, she is twenty-one years old. That seems right ageable.[1] – – Brother came down after breakfast and spent several hours. I returned home with him and spent the night. Mag and the boy are looking very well. I slept up in the garret by myself. Brother sent Uncle Billy up to Prince’s for their trunk and the stage driver had neglected to bring it down, and had taken it along with him to Tappahannock. One or the other, I never saw folks so disappointed. Mag didn’t bring any thing at all with her for Herbert or herself, so she is in a very bad fix if her trunk should be lost, which I hope will not be so.

  1. [1]Rose seems to be suggesting Sister is right old.