October 1863

 


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The Diaries of Ralph Leland Goodrich, 1859-1867

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October 1, 1863

In school. Plattenburg came to see if he could get a room for his school. He says he has about 15 boys. Did not let him have it. Down to see Egan.

October 2, 1863

In school. Got a letter from Henry Moore.

October 3, 1863

Cleaned out Mrs. Adamson’s well. Some of the men up from Pine Bluff [tell me that my brother] Jim is there. Wrote a letter to him.

October 4, 1863

Sunday, at church.

October 5, 1863

In school. At night, at Wassell’s. Got acquainted with Peake, the minister and a doctor. [1] Wants me to go to Sunday school.

Rev. Ebenezer S. Peake, Chaplain 28th Wisconsin

October 6, 1863

In school. Few scholars.

October 7, 1863

In school.

October 8, 1863

In school.

October 9, 1863

In school.

October 10, 1863

Saturday. Making a fountain.

October 11, 1863

At church.

October 12, 1863

At school.

October 13, 1863

In school.

October 14, 1863

In school. Sick.

October 15, 1863

In school. Sick.

October 16, 1863

In school. Nothing new.

October 17, 1863

Saturday. Down the street. Saw Mr. Peake. Introduced me to Capt. Carr, Chief Quartermaster. Could not give me a place. Working on my machines. Today Mrs. Adamson was taken with the Rheumatism. [2]

October 18, 1863

Sunday. At church. Went down to Dr. DeEpsie with Egan.

October 19, 1863

In school.

October 20, 1863

In school. Mrs. Adamson sick with Rheumatism.

October 21, 1863

In school.

October 22, 1863

In school.

October 23, 1863

In school. Mick Egan came here last night.

October 24, 1863

Saturday. Mrs. Adamson said she would not charge me any board.

October 25, 1863

Sunday. At church.

October 26, 1863

In school. Egan had an oyster supper. Invited. Federal harness makers & Irish girls [were] there. I stayed till nine. Danced with a lovely Irish lass – Mrs. Sullivan – magnificent bosom &c.

October 27, 1863

In school.

October 28, 1863

In school. Bought a shirt for $2.50.

October 29, 1863

Last night, Mrs. Johnson sat up with Mrs. [Sarah] Adamson. About eleven o’clock, she was taken worse and called me. Her hands and legs were cold as ice. I thought that she would die. This morning [she was] about the same. I ran all over town [looking] for brandy [and] finally bought whiskey – one pint for $2.50. Mrs. Adamson [is] getting worse every hour. Night, called me in the room. Her hands were icy cold. She said she “had called me to thank me for my kindness to her all the time I had been with her. Remember the greatest thing, remember thy creator in the day of thy youth, cling to Him, as I know you have heretofore. Seek first the Kingdom of Heaven.” She told Sonia that my board had been paid up to the first of October. She will die well. She dies the death of a Christian. There is no fear, no terror, no anxiety, perfectly calm. Oh God, grant that I may so live that I may deserve to enter into Heaven with the Saints. I do not think Mrs. Adamson will live out the night. Today, Louisa’s children [3] were quarreling with Sophie because they thought that she was to have this house. It would be no more than right that she should have it.

October 30, 1863

Thursday. This morning, about five minutes after seven, Mrs. [Sarah] Adamson breathed her last. The last she spoke was about two in the morning when she told Emily, [4] a servant, to be a Christian and meet her in heaven. She died easily and calmly. There is no appearance of pain written on the features of her face. She died the death of a Christian with a firm trust of joy and peace hereafter. When I asked her last night how she felt, she said, “I am weak, I am prostrated, but I shall be raised up.” The dear good woman is gone. Her troubles are over. She has entered upon life eternal. Oh God, grant that I may remember her last words to me and always to remember the Lord. Dear lady, may I never forget the good lessons you have taught me. May I always remember you with kindness and so live that I may meet you in the abode of eternal happiness and joy.  

It was rainy all night & all the forenoon. I saw Mr. Kearns, the grave digger, got the coffin, and saw to the printing of the funeral tickets. Busy all day. Had a long talk with Mrs. [Eliza] Dodge. Mrs. Adamson made a will and the house & lot is to be a parsonage for the Presbyterian Church. Dr. Dodge has charge of it. I do not know what I shall do for a boarding place. Mick Egan says I can board with his sister but I will not like that. Saw Mr. Peake, a Doctor in the army who is a graduate of the Geneva Medical College. I do not believe that I can get a place in government. Well, if I cannot, I must submit to my fate resignedly. Oh God, help me. Make me a better Christian. May I trust in & rely more fully on thy goodness & mercy.

October 31, 1863

Down the street. Saw to getting carriages, etc.  Funeral at 10. Quite a good number out. Only three carriages. No men but Presbyterians, with the exception of Mr. [B. A.] Knighton & Martin’s clerk. Had a talk with Louisa [Adamson]. Mrs. Adamson left this house to the Presbyterian church. It will cause dissatisfaction among the heirs. Mrs. Adamson, while she was Miss Carter, lived in this house and taught school. And from what the servants say, had but little – no table to eat at, and they doubt even if she had a chair. She would stand up at a cupboard to eat. She had not paid for the house completely. Mr. Adamson paid [for it after they were married]. She must have suffered a good deal of trouble, &c. to live, saving to pay for a home for herself, working hard [all the while] at school teaching, toiling and toiling. [She must have] denied herself a great many enjoyments. I pity her in those times. She was old when she came here & when she married, she was upwards of forty. She was, I think, an orphan from Pennsylvania. She has passed from a multitude of trials to her rest. Though I have felt provoked sometimes at her conduct to me, yet I reproach myself for the thought. Sometimes I think she might have charged me less for board since I had tried to do so much for her, & since she let Henry Moore off so well, when he was making more than I. It has all passed now. Let it drop.  

While she was sick and after I had done something for her, she said she would not charge me any board & then the last time I saw her she said my board had been paid up to the first of October. I do not know what I am to do. This breakup has upset me. I have been here so long. It seems like home. I am anxious to get a place to board at, but it seems as if it was impossible to get a place. Louisa [Adamson] wants me to stay here until they get all the things away. Dr. Dodge has the will and he says that we must get out soon as the Federals want it. He brought that up the morning she died & he must have been scheming to rent it before she died. He is bound to let it go to the church. Mrs. Adamson wished to change [the will], but the Dr. said it was too late to change it. It was best to have it that way. She wanted Mr. and Mrs. [B. A.] Knighton to come here for ten years & take charge of Sophie & Louis. I don’t know whether Dr. Dodge will give us time to get out.  


[1]    Rev. Ebenezer S. Peake was the chaplain in the 28th Wisconsin Regiment.  Goodrich mentions in a subsequent diary entry that Peake was a graduate of the Medical College in Geneva, New York [Can't find any proof of that in records of Medical College, however.]. According to the Butler Center for Arkansas Studies in Little Rock, Arkansas, which houses a collection of his manuscripts, Peake was appointed the refugee agent for Little Rock in the fall of 1864.

[2]    The last sentence in this diary entry appears to have been added later, as if to document from memory the first symptoms of Sarah Adamson’s failing health – which would soon prove mortal.

[3]    Louisa Adamson’s children included 10 year-old John, 8 year-old Sarah [“Sallie”], and 3 year-old Franklin.

[4]        Emily is believed to be Emiline Manly, the 43 year-old Black slave of Sarah Adamson. Emily was born about 1820 in Maryland and presumably brought to Arkansas by her owner, John Adamson, in 1837. According to Adamson family property records dated in October 1862, Emily was considered "sickly and an expense." As a consequence, sometime prior to this date she was brought in to Little Rock to serve in the Adamson family household where she washed their clothes and sewed garments for the slaves on the plantation. Emily was assisted in these household duties by her 18 year-old daughter Mary, a Mulatto slave also owned by the Adamsons.

It is apparent that sometime after he began boarding with Sarah Adamson, Goodrich began having carnal relations with Adamson's slave, Mary -- the daughter of Emily Manly. Mary was born on the Adamson plantation east of Little Rock about 1844. In the 1870 census, she is recorded as Mary E. Taylor, age 26, Mulatto -- a "seamstress." She is living with her mother Emeline Manly, age 50, Black -- "washes & irons." In the 1880 census, Mary E. Taylor is found living at 907 Broadway in Little Rock, residing with her mother Emily Manly, and Mary's three sons, Albert (born 1868), William (born 1870) and George (born 1872).

 


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