Saturday, April 2nd 1864. To day left home for Nashville, Tennessee. I am not really a great home character, but owing to one or two, to me very unhappy things, I have thought it best to go forth into the world, perhaps to wander the remainder of my days. I have bidden farewell to friends, dear to me as my own life, perhaps forever. In a sort of a dead feelingness state of mind, I went about visiting, and saying good bye to friends, and I had almost begun to think I should get away from home without any display of feeling. But when I came to leave the �parental roof,� my feelings overcame me, and I shed tears for the first time in a long while. To day came as far as Adrian on my journey.
Sunday, April 3rd. To day have been part of the day visiting with my grandmother. Ah! how desolate and