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December 13, 1864: Enfield Center, New York

December 13, 2014

…arriving at Ithaca [this] morning at eight o’clock.

I footed it home and arrived at 11 A.M. [today].

All looks familiar—some few changes, but Providence has been kind. We are all together again, all in good health. It seems as if I had not been away as we gather about the fire of a cold, wintry evening. All of us look a little older in the face, but hearts and affections are as young as when I left to ramble so far from home. We have snow and cold weather, a winter’s landscape and a winter fireside, where we mutually have many things to tell.

And here let my long letters cease. It is by no means probable that I shall write so long a series again, or at least under such exciting circumstance or amid such interesting scenery. I trust you have had as much pleasure in reading as I have in writing them.

December 12, 1864: New York City

December 12, 2014

[Today] I ran about the city, delivered some packages, saw some men on business, and left for home [tonight]…

November 11, 1864: New York City

December 11, 2014

Some of the passengers went ashore [last] night, others [this] morning—I among the rest.

December 10, 1864: New York Harbor

December 10, 2014

Then the last three days we had heavy gales from the north—very heavy the last day, [today]. The ship rolled terribly—the wheelhouses would go under on both sides. We got up to Sandy Hook after dark, and failing to get a pilot, ran in without one. The moon was bright and the hills on all sides were white with snow. Three days before thin shirts and linen coats were in demand, now overcoats and furs.

December 5, 1864: Atlantic Ocean

December 5, 2014

We were getting on in very good season, when the engine broke—something about the eccentric—so the engine had to be worked by hand. This delayed us.

December 2, 1864: San Juan del Norte, Nicaragua

December 5, 2014

We lay there [at Greytown] two days, then started.

November 30, 1864: San Juan del Norte, Nicaragua

December 1, 2014

The bar has filled up so of late that the steamer cannot get into the harbor—it must anchor outside.

We were transferred to a tug [this] morning and were carried out. The tug rolled heavily, so did the steamship, and it began to rain hard. It was found impossible to transfer passengers and baggage directly to the ship, so we anchored and were put aboard with small boats.

We were now on the steamer Golden Rule, Captain Babcock—a fine steamer and fine captain.