all sleep
none to-night. The woods are full of refugees.

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JULY 23, 1864.

I have been left in my home all day with no one but Sadai. Have seen
nothing of the raiders, though this morning they burned the buildings
around the depot at the Circle [Social Circle, a near-by town]. I have
sat here in the porch nearly all day, and hailed every one that passed
for news. Just as the sun set here Major Ansley and family came back.
They heard of the enemy all about and concluded they were as safe here
as anywhere. Just before bedtime John, our boy, came from Covington
with word that the Yankees had left. Wheeler's men were in Covington
and going in pursuit. We slept sweetly and felt safe.

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SUNDAY, JULY 24, 1864.

No church. Our preacher's horse stolen by the Yankees. This raid is
headed by Guerrard and is for the purpose of destroying our railroads.
They cruelly shot a George Daniel and a Mr. Jones of Covington,
destroyed a great deal of private property, and took many citizens
prisoners.

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JULY 27, 1864.

Major Ansley and family have remained. We are feeling more settled and
have begun to bring to light some of the things which we had put away.

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JULY 28, 1864.

I rose early and had the boys plow the turnip-patch. We were just
rising from breakfast when Ben Glass rode up with the cry: "The
Yankees are coming. Mrs. Burge, hide your mules!" How we were
startled and how we hurried the Major to his room! [The Yankees did
not come that day, but it was thought best to send Major Ansley away.
He left at 2 A.M.]

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JULY 29, 1864.

Sleepless nights. The report is that the Yankees have left Covington
for Macon, headed by Stoneman, to release prisoners held there. They
robbed every house on the road of its provisions, sometimes taking
every piece of meat, blankets and wearing apparel, silver and arms of
every description. They would take silk dresses and put them under
their saddles, and many other things for which they had no use. Is
this the way to make us love them