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James L Dusenberry

Lexington

N. Carolina

James Lawrence Dusenberry Esqr: of Lexington N. Carolina

James L Dusenberry

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James Lawrence Dusenberry

Lexington

N. Carolina (1)

Liber Carminum et Fragmentorum(2)

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1. Three wavy parallel lines appear below " N Carolina." The verso of this page is blank.

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2. "Liber Carminum et Fragmentorum": a book of verses and fragments. The verso of this page as well as both sides of the next two pages are blank.

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The Knight of the golden crest (3)

The banner waved on the castle walls, Mid the shouts of a trusty band, When a knight returned to his princely halls, From the wars of the holy land. His lady left her harp, and stood, To gaze on the smiling west, Whence came a dark steed, from the distant wood, With her knight of the golden crest.
The silken scarf, her true knight displayed, Which in earlier days she wove, When he breathed his vows in the twilight shade, And was blest with her maiden love. She welcomed her lord with accents bland, And the scarf to her lips she pressed, And thought of the time when she gave her hand, To the knight of the golden crest.

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3. "The knight of the golden crest" was a popular song writting by John Barnett (1802-1890). See Thomas A. Edison Collection of American Sheet Music (Woodbridge, CT: Primary Source Microfilm, 2000), (30 May 2007).

The first two leaves of the gathering are blank, and the third leaf, which immediately precedes "The Knight of the golden crest," was cut from the journal along the gutter.

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Sally Roy. (4)

Fair Sally, once the village pride, Lies cold and wan in yonder vally, She lost her lover, and she died: Grief broke the heart of gentle Sally. Young Valiant was the heroe's name, For early valour fired the boy, Who barter'd all his love for fame, And killed the hopes of Sally Roy.
Swift from the arms of weeping love, As raged the war in yonder valley, He rushed, his martial power to prove, While faint with fear sunk lovely Sally: At noon. . . . . . she saw the youth depart, At eve . . . . . she lost her darling joy; Eer night . . . . the last throb of her heart, Declared the fate of Sally Roy.
The virgin train, in tears are seen, When yellow moonlight fills the valley, Slow stealing over the dewy green, Toward the grave of gentle Sally.

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Sally Roy.

And while remembrance wakes the sigh, Which weans each feeling heart from joy, The mournful dirge ascending high, Bewails the fate of Sally Roy. (5)

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4. "Sally Roy," also known as "Death of Sally Roy," was a broadside ballad published by George Walker, Jr., Durham, England, between 1797 and 1847. See Madden Ballads , Reel 8, frame 5713 (Woodbridge, CT: Research Publications, 1987), (30 May 2007).

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5. Two 3 ¾ " horizontal lines appear below the last line of the poem, separating "Sally Roy" from "Tell her I'll love her."

Tell her I'll love her. (6)

Tell her I'll love her while the clouds drop rain, Or while there's water in the pathless main, Tell her I'll love her till this life is o'er, And then my ghost shall visit this sweet shore.
Tell her I only only ask she'll think of me, I'll love her while there's salt within the sea; Tell her all this, tell it o'er and o'er— The anchor's weighed, or I would tell her more. (7)

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6. "Tell her I'll love her" was a popular ballad written by William Shield (1748-1829) in 1807. Reprinted in The Pocket Encyclopedia of Scottish, English, and Irish Songs , Vol. 2 (Glasgow: Andrew and James Duncan, 1816), (30 May 2007).

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Now let the warrior. (8)

Now let the warrior plume his steed, And wave his sword afar; For the men of the east this day shall bleed, And the sun shall blush with war. Victory sits on the christians helmn; To guide her holy hand; The knights of the cross this day shall whelm, The men of the Pagan land.
O blest who in the battle dies; God will enshrine him in the skies. Now let the warrior plume his steed, And wave his sword afar, For the men of the east this day shall bleed, And the sun shall blush with war. (9)

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8. "Now let the warrior" was a popular song known to have been "sung or played [on July 4, 1840] at a meeting of the Washington Society at Boyd's Hotel" in Charleston, SC (Heintze).

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Fanny was in the grove. (10)

Fanny was in the grove And Lubin, her boy, was nigh; Her eye was warm with love, And his soul was as her eye, Oh! Oh! if Lubin now would sue, Oh! Oh! what wouldFanny do.
Fanny was made for bliss, But she was young and shy, And when he had stolen a kiss, She blushed, and said with a sigh, Oh! Oh! Lubin, ah! tell me true, Oh! Oh! what are you going to do.?
They wandered beneath the shade; Her eye was dim'd with a tear, For ah! the poor little maid, Was thrilling with love and fear. Oh! Oh! if Lubin would but sue, Oh! Oh! what could Fanny do.?

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Fanny was in the grove.

Sweetly along the grove, The birds sang all the while, And Fanny now said to her love, With a frown that was half a smile, Oh! Oh! why did Lubin sue, Oh! Oh! why did sue.
Moore (11)

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10. "Fanny was in the grove" was a popular song. Reprinted in Thomas Moore, A Selection of Irish Melodies (1808).

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11. Two 3 ¾ horizontal lines appear after the attribution to Moore, separating Fanny was in the grove from Will you come to the bower.

Will you come to the bower. (12)

Will you come to the bower I have shaded for you? Our bed shall be roses bespangled with dew. Will you, Will you & & Come to the bower. There under the bower, on roses you'll lie, With a blush on your cheek, but a smile in your eye. Will you, Will you & & Smile, my belov'd. But the roses we press, shall not rival your lip, Nor the dew be so sweet as the kisses we'll sip, Will you, Will you & & Kiss me my love.

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Will you come to the bower.

And Oh! for the joys that are sweeter than dew, Than languishing roses, or kisses from you. Will you, Will you & & Wont you my love.
Moore (13)

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12. Will you come to the bower was a popular song written by James F. Hance (fl. 1818-1833) and notable for having been sung at the Battle of the Alamo (March 1836). Published in Thomas Moore and J. W. Lake, The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore Including His Melodies, Ballads, Etc. (1829).

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13. Two 3 ¾" horizontal lines appear after the attribution to Moore, separating "Will you come to the bower" from "On beds of snow the moonbeam slept."

On beds of snow the monbeams slept14.(14)

On beds of snow, the moonbeam(15) slept, And chilly was the midnight gloom, When by the damp grave Ellen wept, Sweett maid! it was her Lindons tomb.
A warm tear gushed, the wintry air, Congealed it, as it flowed away, All night it lay, an ice-drop there At morn it glittered in the ray.
An angel wand'ring from her sphere, Who saw this bright, this frozen gem, To dew-eyed pity brought the tear, And hung it on her diadem.
Moore

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14. ;On beds of snow the moonbeam slept also known as "The Tear" was written by Thomas Moore (1782-1853) and published in his Juvenile Poems (1801).

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15. Dusenbery wrote moonbeam on top of moanbeam.

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Nora Creina.(16)

Lesbia hath a beaming eye, But no one knows for whom it beameth; Right and left its arrows fly, But what they aim at, no one dreameth! Sweeter 'tis to look upon. My Nora's lid that seldom rises; Few her looks, but ev'ry one, Like unexpected light surprises! Oh, my Nora Creina, dear! My gentle (17) bashful Nora Creina! Beauty lies. In many eyes, But love in yours, my Nora Creina.
Lesbia wears a robe of gold, But all so close the nymph hath laced it, Not a charm of beauty's mould, Presumes to stay, where nature plac'd it. Oh! my Nora's gown for me, That floats as wild as mountain breezes, Leaving every beauty free, To sink or swell as heaven pleases.

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Nora Creina.

Yes my Nora Creina dear, My simple, graceful Nora Creina! Natures dress Is loveliness, The dress you wear, my Nora Creina.
Lesbia hath a wit refined, But, when its points are gleaming round us, Who can tell if they're design'd, To dazzle merely, or to wound us! Pillowed on my Nora's heart, In safer slumber love reposes; Bed of peace! whose roughest part Is but the crumpling of the roses; Oh! my Nora Creina, dear! My mild, my artless Nora Creina! With though bright Hath not the light, That warms youre eys, my Nora Creina!
Moore (18)

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16. Nora Creina, also known as "Lesbia Hath a Beaming Eye", was a popular song. Reprinted in Thomas Moore, A Selection of Irish Melodies , Vol. 4 (1811).

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17. Dusenbery wrote gentle on top of unrecovered characters, then repeated gentle in the left margin, underscoring it with four spaced periods.

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She is far from the land. (19)

She is far from the land, where her young hero sleeps, And lovers are round her sighing, But coldy she turns from their gaze and weeps, For her heart in his grave is lying.
She sings the wild songs of her dear native plains, Every note which he love'd awaking— Ah! little they think who delight in her strains, How the heart of the minstrel is breaking!
He had lived for his love, for his country he died, They were all that to life had entwined him, Nor soon shall the tears of his country be dried, Nor long will his love stay behind him.
Oh! make her a grave where the sun-beams rest, When they promise a glorious morrow, They'll shine o'er her sleep, like a smile from the west, From her own lov'd island of sorrow.!(20)

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19. "She is far from the land" was a popular song. Reprinted in Thomas Moore, A Selection of Irish Melodies Vol. 4 (1811).

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The Indian warrior.(21)

The sun sets at night, and the stars shun the day: But glory remains when their light fades away; Begin ye tormentors your threats are in vain, For the son of Alknomook shall never complain.
Remember the arrows he shot from his bow: Remember your chiefs by his hatchet laid low: Why so slow?—do you wait till I shrink from my pain! No—the son of Alknomok shall never complain.
Remember the wood—where in ambush we lay, And the scalps which we bore from your nation away Now the flame rises fast you exult in my pain; But the son of Alknomook shall never complain.
I go to the land where my father has gone; His ghost shall rejoice in the fame of his son: Death comes like a friend—he relieves me from pain; And thy son, Oh! Alknomook has scorned to complain.(22)

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21. The authorship of "The Indian warrior" is unclear. The poem has been attributed to Anne Home (Mrs. John Hunter) (fl. 1790), who titled it "The Death Song of ,Alknomook." However, the work may have been written by Royall Tyler (1758-1826), who included "The Death Song of the Cherokee Indian" in his play, The Contrast , first performed in 1787. Tyler evidently avowed authorship of the poem, which became a popular song in the 1790s and was published by "Mrs. John Hunter" in Poems (1802).

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Silent Love.(23)

A lover often has been bless'd, With a soft hand in secret press'd Or with a glance, or with a sigh, Or with some other foolery, Of silent love. And should the nymph, with roseate charms, Glide, through night's darkness, to his arms, Nestling there while scandal sleeps, Sweet are the joys, 'till day-light peeps. Of silent love. But bitter are the lover's woes, When love, no symptom dares disclose, When to the fair, who fires his breast, Not e'en a look must must be expressed, Of silent love. Then stolen pangs his sleep destroy, And wring him like the Spartan boy, Who never would his theft impart, But cloaked it, 'till it gnaw'd his heart,(24) Like silent love.(25)

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23. George Colman, "Silent Love," Broad Grins, My Nightgown and Slippers and Other Humerous Works of George Colman the Younger (1898).

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24. Spartan youths were held to a standard of toughness difficult to imagine. They were taught to fend for themselves and were expected to steal most of their food from local farmers. The tale is told of a young Spartan boy who stole a fox and hid the live animal under his cloak. When the boy was apprehended, he denied the theft, never flinching as the desperate fox chewed through the youth's innards to escape.

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25. The leaf immediately following "Silent Love," has been cut out of the gathering along the gutter.

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The Minstrel Boy (26)

The minstrel boy to the war is gone In the ranks of death you'll find him; His fathers sword he's girded on, And his wild harp slung behind him. "Land of song!" said the warrior-bard, Though all the world betrays thee, One sword at least, thy rights shall guard, One faithful harp shall praise thee.
The minstrel fell! but the foeman's chain, Could not bring his proud soul under; The harp he loved, ne'er spoke again, For he tore its chords asunder; And said, "No chains shall sully thee, Thou soul of love and bravery! Thy songs were made for the pure and free, They shall never sound in slavery." (27)

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26. "The Minstrel Boy" was a popular song reprinted in Thomas Moore, A Selection of Irish Melodies , Vol. 5 (1813).

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27. A 3 Ɖ" by 1/16" box encloses a line of spaced periods below the last line of the poem.

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The burial of Sir John Moore. (28)

Not a drum was heard, or a funeral note, As his corse o'er the rampart we hurried, Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero was buried.
We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sod with our bayonets turning, By the trembling(29) moon-beams' misty light And our lantern dimly burning.
No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet, nor in shroud we bound him, But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, His martial cloak around him.
Few and short, were the prayers we said, We spoke not a word of sorrow, But steadfastly gazed on the face of the dead And bitterly thought of the morrow. We We thought as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smooth'd down his lowly pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'r his head, And we, far way o'r the billow.

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The Burial of Sir John Moore.

Lightly they'll speak of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upraid him; But little he'll∧ reck if they'll let him sleep on In the grave where his comrades have laid him.
Not the half of our heavy work was done, When the bell tolled the hour for retiring, And we knew by the distant random gun, That the foe was then suddenly firing.
Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame, fresh and gory, We carved not a line, we raised not a stone, But left him alone—in his glory.
Woolf (30)

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28. . "The burial of Sir John Moore", also known as "The Burial of Sir John Moore after Corunna," was written by Charles Wolfe (1791-1823) and published anonymously in the Newry (Ireland) Telegraph in 1817. Lord Byron discovered the poem in 1823 and much admired it; Wolfe's authorship was not determined conclusively until after his death.

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30. Two 3 ¾" horizontal lines of spaced periods and dashes appear between the poem's last line and the attribution to Woolf. Dusenbery underlined Woolf with a curved line.

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The Sacking of the Prague.(31)

Warsaw's last champion from her height survey'd, Wide o'er the fields a waste of ruin laid, — Oh! heave'n, he cried, my bleeding country save!, Is there no hand on high to shield the brave? Yet though destruction sweep these lovely plains, Rise fellow-men! our country yet remains! By that dread name we wave the sword on high, And swear for her to live!—for her, to die.
He said, and on the ramparts heights array'd, His trusty warriors, few but undismay'd; Firm-paced and slow, a solid front they form, Still as the breeze, but dreadful as the storm; Low, murmuring sounds along their banners fly, Revenge, or death—the watch-word, and reply; Then peal'd the notes, omnipotent to charm, And the loud tocsin toll'd their last alarm!—
In vain, alas! in vain, ye gallant few! From rank to rank your volley'd thunder flew:— Oh bloodiest picture in the book of time, Sarmatia fell, unwept, without a crime;

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The Sacking of Prague.

Found not a generous friend, a pit'yng foe Strength in her arms, nor mercy in her woe, Dropp'd from her nerveless hand the shatter'd spear; Clos'd her bright eye, and curb'd her high career; Hope for a season, bade the world farewell: And freedom shriek'd—as Kosciusko fell!
The sun went down, nor ceas'd the carnage there, Tumultuous murder shook the midnight air— On Prague's proud arch the fires of ruin glow, His blood-dy'd waters murmuring far below; The storm prevails, the rampart yields away, Bursts the wild cry of horror and dismay! Hark! as the smouldering piles with thunder fall, A thousand shrieks, for hopeless mercy call! Earth shook—red meteors flash'd along the sky, And conscious Nature shudder'd at the cry!.(32)
Campbell

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Glenara.(33)

Oh!, heard you yon pibroch sound sad in the gale, Where a band cometh slowly with weeping and wail: Tis the chief of Glenara laments for his dear, And her sire and her people are called to her bier.
Glenara came first, [wi]th the mourners and shroud, Her kinsmen, they followed, but mourn'd not aloud, Their plaids, all their bosoms were folded around, They march'd all in silence, they look'd to the ground.
In silence they reached o'er mountain and moor, To a place where the oak-tree grew lonely and hoar, Now here, let us place the gray stone of her cairn, Why speak ye no word said Glenara the stern.
And tell me I charge you, ye clan of my spouse, Why fold ye your mantles,—why cloud ye your brows. So spake the rude chieftain—no answer is made, But each mantle unfolding a dagger display'd.
I dream'd of my lady—I dream'd of her shroud, Cried a voice from the kinsman all wrathful and loud, And empty that shroud and that coffin did seem, Glenara! Glenara! now read me my dream.

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Glenara.

Oh! pale grew the cheek of that chieftain I ween, When the shroud was unclosed and no body was seen, Then a voice from the kinsman spoke louder in scorn, Twas the youth who had loved the fair Ellen of Lorn,
I dream'd of my lady—I dream'd of her grief, I dream'd that her lord was a barbarous chief, On a rock of the Ocean fair Ellen did seem, Glenara, Glenara—now read me my dream.
In dust low the traitor has knelt to the ground, And the desart reveal'd where his lady was found, From a rock of the Ocean that beauty is borne, Now joy to the house of fair Ellen of Lorn.(34)/>
Campbell.

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33. Thomas Campbell, "Glenara," Gertrude of Wyoming, a Pennsylvanian Tale, and Other Poems (1809).

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Casabianca. (35) -->

The boy stood on the burning deck. Whence all but he had fled; The flame that lit the battle's wreck, Shone round him o'er the dead.
Yet beautiful and bright he stood, As born to rule the storm; A creature of heroic blood, A proud though child-like form.
The flames roll'd on—he would not go, Without his father's word; That father, faint in death below, His voice no longer heard.
He called aloud:—"Say, Father, say, If yet my task is done?" He knew not that the cheiftain lay Unconscious of his son.
"Speak, father!" once again he cried, "If I may yet begone! And"—but the booming shots replied— And fast the flames roll'd on.

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Casabianca.

Upon his brow he felt their breath, And in his waving hair, And look'd from that lone post of death, In still, yet brave despair.
And shouted but once more aloud, "My father! must I stay?" While o'er him fast, through sail and shroud, The wreathing fires made way.
They wrapt the ship in splendour wild, They caught they flag on high, And stream'd above the gallant child, Like banners in the sky.
There came a burst of thunder sound— The boy—oh! where was he? Ask of the winds that far around With fragments strew'd the sea.
With mast, and helm, and pennon fair, That well had borne their part— But the noblest thing that perished there, Was that young faithful heart.

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35. "Casabianca," also known as "The Boy Stood on the Burning Deck," was written by Felicia Dorothea Hemans (1793-1835) and was published in the Monthly Magazine or British Register , August 1826, p. 164. It was reprinted in her Poetical Album (1830).

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Lochinvar (36)

Oh! young Lochinvar is come out of the west! Through all the wide border, his steed was the best! And save his good broad-sword, he weapon had none, He rode all unarmed, and he rode all alone. So faithful in love and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
He staid not for brake, and he stopped not for stone, He swam the Eske river where ford there was none: But ere he alighted at Netherby gate, The bride had consented, the gallant came late: For a laggard in love, and a dastard in war, Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar.
So boldly he entered the Netherbyhall Among brides men, and kinsmen, and brothers, and all: Then spoke the bride's father, his hand on his sword, (For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word,) "O come ye in peace here or come ye in war, Or to dance at our bridal, young Lord Lochinvar.?"

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Lochinvar.

"I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied;— Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide— And now am I come with this lost love of mine, To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine;— There are maidens in Scotland more lovely by far, That would gladly be bride to the young Lochinvar."
The bride kissed the goblet; the knight took it up, He quaffed off the wine, and he threw down the cup; She looked down to blush, and she look'd up to sigh, With a smile on her lips, and a tear in her eye. He took her soft hand, ere her mother could bar,— "Now tread we a measure!" said young Lochinvar.
So stately his form and so lovely her face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace; While her mother did fret, and her father did fume And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume And the bride-maidens whispered, "Twere better by far To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar."(37)

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One touch to her hand, and one word in her ear, When they reached the hall door and the charger stood near; So light to the croup, the fair lady he swung, So light to the saddle before her he sprung!— "She is won! we are gone, over bank, bush, and scaur; They'll have fleet steeds that follow," quoth young Lochinvar.
There was mounting 'mong Graemes of the Netherby clan; Fosters, Fenwicks, and Musgraves, they rode and they ran: There was racing, and chasing on Cannobie lee. But the lost bride of Netherby ne'er did they see, So daring in love, and so dauntless in war, Have ye e'er heard of gallant like young Lochinvar.?(38)
Scott

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Troubadour Song.(39)

The warrior crossed the ocean's foam, For the stormy fields of war— The maid was left in a smiling home, And a sunny land afar.
His voice was heard where javelin showers Poured on the steel-clad line; Her step was 'midst the summer-flowers, Her seat beneath the vine.
His shield was cleft, his lance was riven, And the red blood stained his crest; While she—the gentlest wind of heaven, Might scarcely fan her breast.
Yet a thousand arrows passed him by, And again he crossed the seas; But she had died, as roses die, That perish with a breeze.
As roses die, when the blast is come, For all things bright and fair— There was death within the smiling home, How had death found her there?.
Hemans(40)

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39. Felicia Dorothea Hemans, "Troubadour Song," New Monthly Magazine , August 1823.

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The death of Clanronald.(41)


It was in the battle of Sheriffmoor that young Clanronald fell,
leading on the Highlanders of the right wing. His death dispirited
the assailants, who began to waver. But Glengary a rival chief, started
from the ranks, and waving his bonnet round his head cried out,
"To day for revenge, and to-morrow for grief!" The Highlanders
received a new impulse from his words, and charging with redoubled
fury, bore down all before them.

Oh! ne'er be Clanronald the valiant forgot! Still fearless and first in the combat he fell; But we paused not one tear-drop to shed o'er the spot, We spared not one moment to murmur "Farewell." We heard but the battle-word given by the chief, "To day for revenge, and to-morrow for grief!"
And wildly Clanronald! we echoed the vow With the tear on our cheek, and the sword in our hand; Young son of the brave! We may weep for thee now, For well has thy death been avenged by thy band When they joined in wild chorus the cry of the chief, "To day for revenge and to-morrow for grief!"

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Thy dirge in that hour was the bugle's wild call, The clash of the claymore, the shout of the brave; But now thine own bard may lament for thy fall, And the soft voice of melody sigh o'er thy grave, While Albyn remembers the words of the chief, "To day for revenge and to-morrow for grief!"
Thou art fallen, O fearless one! flower of thy race! Descendant of heroes! thy glory is set! But thy kindred, the sons of the battle and chase, Have proved that thy spirit is bright in them yet! Nor vainly have echoed the words of the chief, "To day for revenge and to-morrow for grief!"
Mrs. Hemans (42)

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41. Felicia Dorothea Hemans, "The Death of Clanronald," The Works of Mrs. Hemans (1839).

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42. Two 4 ¼" squiggly horizontal lines appear under the attribution to Mrs. Hemans, followed by an untitled stanza of seven lines. These lines are a translation of Luis Vaz de Camões, "Mi nueve y dulce querella," published in [Felicia Dorothea Hemans], Translations from Camoens, and Other Poets, with Original Poetry by the Author of "Modern Greece," and the "Restoration of the Works of Arts to Italy" (1818).

No searching eye can pierce the veil, That o'er my secret love is thrown No outward signs reveal its tale, But to my bosom known. Thus, like the spark, whose vivid light, In the dark flint is hid from sight, It dwells within alone.
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The fall of D'Assas.(43)


The Chevalier D'Assas, called the French Decius, fell nobly
whilst reconnoitring a wood by night. He had left his regiment,
that of Auvergne, at a short distance, and was suddenly surrounded
by an ambuscade of the enemy, who threatened him with instant
death if he made the least sign of their vicinity. With their bayonets
at his breast, he raised his voice, and calling aloud "Arm, Arm,
Auvergne, the foe!" fell, pierced with.(44) mortal wounds.

Alone through the gloomy forest shades A soldier went by night; No moon-beams pierced the gloomy glades, No star shed(45) guiding light. Yet on his vigil's midnight round, The youth all cheerly past'd; Uncheck'd by aught of boding sound That muttered in the blast. Where were his thoughts that lonely hour? —In his far home, perchance; His father's hall, his mothers bower. 'Midst the gay vines of France: Wandering from battles lost and won, To hear and bless again, The rolling of the wild Garonne, Or murmur of the Seine.

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—Hush! Hark!—did stealing steps go by? Came not faint whispers near? No! the wild wind hath many a sigh,(46) Amidst the foliage sere. Hark, yet again! and from his hand, What grasp hath wrenched the blade? —Oh! single 'midst a hostile bande, Young soldier! thou'rt betrayed! "Silence. in in! under tones they cry— "No whisper—not a breath! The sound that warns thy comrades nigh Shall sentence thee to death." —Still at the bayonet's point he stood And strong to meet the blow; And shouted, 'midst the his rushing blood, "Arm, arm, Auvergne! the foe. The stir, the tramp, the bugle call— He heard their tumults grow; And shouted sent his dying voice through all— "Auvergne, Auvergne! the foe!"(47)
Mrs Hemans

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The Pirate's serenade. (48)

My boat's by the tower, my bark's in the bay, And both must be gone ere the dawn of the day: The moon's in her shroud—but to guide thee afar, On the deck of the Daring's a love-lighted star: Then wake lady wake: I am waiting for thee, And this night or never my bride thou shalt be,
Forgive my rough mood, unaccustomed to sue, I woo not perchance as your land lovers woo, My voice has been tuned to the notes of the gun, That startle the deep when the combat's begun: And heavy and hard is the grasp of a hand, Whose glove has been ever the guard of a brand.
O, haste lady, haste, for the fair breezes blow, And my ocean bird poises her pinions of snow; Now fast to the lattice those silken ropes twine, They are meet for such feet, and such fingers as thine; The signal, my mates!—ho! huzza for the sea, This night and forever my bride thou shalt be.

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48. Alexander , "The Pirate's serenade" (1841), was a popular song.

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The Fall of Tecumseh. (49)

What heavy hoofed coursers the wilderness roam, To the war-blast indignantly howling? Their mouths are all white, as, if frosted with foam, The steel bit impatiently champing.
Tis the hand of the mighty that grasps the rein, Conducting the free and the fearless. Ah! See them rush forward, with wild disdain, Through paths unfrequented and cheerless.
From the mountains had echoed the charge of death, Announcing that chivalrous sally; The savage was heard, with untrembling breath, To pour his response from the valley.
One moment, and nought but the bugle was heard, And nought but the war-whoop given; The next—and the sky seemed convulsively stirred, As if by the lightning riven.

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The din of the steed, and the sabred stroke, The blood-stifled gasp of the dying, Were screened by the curling sulphur-smoke, That upward went wildly flying.
In the mist that hung oer the field of blood, The chief of the horse-men contended; His rowels were bathed in the purple flood, That fast from his charger descended.
That steed reeled, and fell in the van of the fight, But the rider repressed not his daring, Till met by a savage, whose rank, and might, Were shown by the plume he was wearing.
The moment was fearful; a mightier foe, Had ne'er swung the battle-axe o'er him; But hope nerved his arm for a desperate blow, And Tecumseh fell prostrate before him.
O ne'er be the nations again accursed, With conflict so dark and appaling!— Foe grappled with foe, till the life-blood burst, From their agonized bosoms in falling

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Gloom, silence, and solitude, rest on the spot, Where the hopes of the red man perished; But the fame of the hero who fell shall not, By the virtuous, cease to be cherished.
He fought, in defence of his kindred and king, With a spirit most loving and loyal, And long shall the Indian warrior sing The deeds of Tecumseh the royal.
The lightning of intellect flashed from his eye, In his arm slept the force of the thunder, But the bolt passed the suppliant harmlessly by, And left the freed captive to wonder.
Above, near the path of the pilgrim, he sleeps, With a rudely built tumulus o'er him; And the bright-bosomed Thames, in its majesty, sweeps By the mound where his followers bore him.

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49. Though the poet remains unidentified, an excerpt of the poem, attributed to "an American poet," appears in William Henry Withrow, Neville Trueman the Pioneer Preacher (1880) with the following note:

An American poet has thus commemorated Tecumseh's last conflict with Colonel [Richard Mentor] Johnson;

"The moment was fearful; a mightier foe Had ne'er swung his battle-axe o'er him; But hope nerved his arm for a desperate blow. And Tecumseh fell prostrate before him. He fought in defending his kindred and king With a spirit most loving and loyal, And long shall the Indian, warrior sing The deeds of Tecumseh the royal."

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Marshal Schwerin's Grave. (50)


The tomb of this brave man is a plain quiet cenotaph
erected in the middle of a wide cornfield, on the very spot where
he closed a long, faithful, and glorious career in arms.
He fell here at 80 years of age, at the head of his own
regiment, the standard of it waving in his hand.

Thou didst fall in the field with thy silver hair And a banner in thy hand; Thou wert laid to rest from thy battles there, By a proudly mournful band.
In the camp, on the steed, to the bugle's blast, Thy long bright years had sped; And a warrior's bier was thine at last, When the snows had crown'd thy head.
Many had fallen by thy side old chief! Brothers, and friends perchance; But thou wert yet as the fadeless leaf And light was in thy glance.

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The soldier's heart at thy step leaped high, And thy voice the war-horse knew; And the first to arm when the foe was nigh, Wert thou, the bold and true.
Now mayest thou slumber—thy work is done— Thou of the well-worn sword! From the stormy fight in thy fame thou'rt gone, But not to the festal board.
The corn-sheaves whisper thy grave around, Where fiery blood hath flow'd:— Oh! lover of battle and trumpet-sound! Thou art couch'd in a still abode!.
A quiet home from the noonday's glare, And the breath of the wintry blast— Didst thou toil thro' the days of thy silvery hair, To win thee but this at last?.
Mrs Hemans

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50. "Marshall Schwerin's Grave" was written by Felicia Dorothea Hemans (1793-1835) and published in the Monthly Magazine or British Register , May 1826. It was reprinted in Hemans' National Lyrics and Songs for Music (1834).

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A Monarch's Death-bed.(51)


The Emperor Albert, of Hapsburg who was assassinated, by
his nephew, afterwards called John the Parricide, was left
to die by the way-side, and was supported in his last
moments by a female peasant, who happened to be passing.

A monarch on his death-bed lay— Did censers waft perfume, And soft lamps pour their silvery ray, Through his proud chamber's gloom? No! He lay upon a greens,ward bed, Beneath a darkening sky— A lone tree waving o'er his head, A swift stream rolling by.
Had he then fallen, as warriors fall, Where spear strikes fire from spear? Was there a banner for his pall, A buckler for his bier?— Not so!—nor cloven shields nor helms, Had strewn the bloody sod, Where he, the helpless lord of realms, Yielded his soul to God.

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Were there not friends with words of cheer, And princely vassals nigh? And priests, the crucifix to rear Before the fading eye?— A peasant girl, that royal head Upon her bosom laid; And, shrinking not for woman's dread, The face of death surveyed.
Alone she sat—from hill and wood, Red sank the mournful sun; Fast gushed the fount of noble blood, Treason its worst had done! With her long hair she vainly pressed The wounds, to staunch their tide— Unknown, on that meek, humble breast, Imperial Albert died!
Mrs Hemans.

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51. Felicia Dorothea Hemans, "A Monarch's Death-bed," Records of Woman (1828).

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The Suliote Mother.(52)


It is related, that several of the Suliote women, on
the advance of the Turkish troops into their mountain
fastnesses, assembled on a lofty summit, and after chanting
a wild song, precipitated themselves, with their children, into
the chasm below, to avoid becoming the slaves of the enemy.

She stood upon the loftiest peak, Amidst the clear blue sky, A bitter smile was on her cheek, And a dark flash in her eye.
"Dost thou see them, boy?—through the dusky pines Dost thou see where the foeman's armour shines? Hast'(53) thou caught the gleam of the conqueror's crest? My babe that I cradled on my breast! Wouldst thou spring from thy mothers arms with joy? —That sight hath cost thee a father, boy!"
For in the rocky strait beneath, Lay Suliote, sire, and son; They had heaped high the piles of death, Before the pass was won.

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"They have crossed the torrent, and on they come! Wo for the mountain hearth and home! There, where the hunter laid by his spear, There, where the lyre has been sweet to hear, There, where I sang thee, fair babe! to sleep, Nought but the blood-stain our trace shall keep."
And now the horn's loud blast was heard, And now the cymbal's clang, Till even the upper air was stirred, As cliff and hollow rang.
Hark! they bring musick, my joyous child! What sayeth the trumpet to Suli's wild! Doth it light thine eye with so quick a fire, As if at a glance of thine armed sire? —Still!—be thou still!—there are brave men low— Thou wouldst not smile, couldst thou see him now!"
But nearer came the clash of steel, And louder swelled the horn, And farther yet the tambour's peal Through the dark pass was borne.

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"Hearest thou the sound of their savage mirth? —Boy! thou wert free when I gave thee birth, Free, and how cherished, my warrior's son! He too hath blessed thee, as I have done,s! (54) Ay, and unchained must his loved ones be— Freedom, young Suliote! for thee and me!"
And from the arrowy peak she sprung, And fast the fair child bore, A veil upon the wind was flung, A cry—and all was o'er!
Mrs Hemans.

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Bernardo Del Carpio. (55>)


This celebrated Spanish champion, having made
many ineffectual efforts to procure the release of his father,
who had been imprisoned by Alphonso, king of Asturias,
almost from the time of Bernardo's birth, at last took
up arms in despair. The war which he maintained,
proved so destructive, that the men of the land gathered
round the King & united in demanding the liberty of
the father. Alfonso accordingly offered Bernardo
immediate possession of his father's person, in exchange
for his castle of Carpio. Bernardo without hesita–
–tion gave up his strong-hold with all his captives,
and, being assured that his father was then on
his way from prison, rode forth with the king to
meet him. The remainder of the story will be found
related in the ballad.

The warrior bowed his crested head, and tamed his heart of fire, And sued the haughty king to free his long imprisoned sire; "I bring thee here my fortress keys, I bring my captive train, I pledge thee faith, my liege, my lord!—Oh break my fathers chain!"

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Rise, rise! even now thy father comes, a ransomed man this day; Mount thy good steed & thou & I will meet him on his way, Then lightly rose that loyal son & bounded on his steed, And urged as if with lance in rest, the charger's foamy speed.
And lo! from far, as on they pressed, there came a glittering band, With one that 'midst them stately rode, as a leader in the land; "Now haste Bernardo, haste! for there in very truth is he, The father whom thy faithful heart has yearned so long to see."
His dark eye flashed, his proud breast heaved his cheek's blood came & went, He reached that gray-haired chieftains side, & there dismounting bent, A lowly knee to earth he bent, his father's hand he took— What was there in its touch, that all his fiery spirit shook?
That hand was cold—a frozen thing, it dropped from his like lead— He looked up to the face above, the face was of the dead! A plume waved o'er the noble brow—that brow was fixed & white;— He met at last, his father's eyes—but in them was no sight!
Up from the ground he sprung & gazed—but who could paint that gaze, They hushed their very hearts—that saw its horror and amaze; They might have chained him, as before that stony form he stood, For the power was stricken from his arm & from his lips the blood.
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"Father! at length he murmur low—and wept like childhood then, Talk not of grief till thou hast seen the tears of warlike men!" He thought of all his glorious hopes, & all his young renown, He flung the falchion(56) from his side & in the dust sat down.
Then covering with his steel-gloved hands, his darkly mournful brow, "No more, there is no more." he said, "to lift the sword for now— My king is false, my hope betrayed, my father—Oh! the worth!, The glory & the loveliness are passed away from earth!
"I thought to stand where banners wave, my sire! beside thee yet, I would that there our kindred blood on Spain's free soil had met— Thou wouldst have known my spirit then, for thee my fields were won, And thou hast perished in thy chains, as though thou hadst no son!
Then starting from the ground once more, he seized the monarch's rein, Amidst the pale, bewildered(57) looks of all the courtier train; And with a fierce o'ermastering grasp the rearing war-horse led, And sternly set them face to face, the king before the dead.
"Came I not forth upon thy pledge, my father's hand to kiss? Be still & gaze thou on, false king! and tell me what is this? The voice, the glance, the heart I sought, give answer where are they, If thou wouldst cleanse thy perjured soul send life through this——cold clay.
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"Into these glassy eyes put light—be still—keep down thine ire— Bid these white lips a blessing speak—this earth is not my sire! Give me back him for whom I strove, for whom my blood was shed— Thou can'st not—and a king—his dust be mountains on thy head.
He loosed the rein, his slack hand fell—upon the silent face, He cast one, long, deep, troubled look—then turned from that sad place; His hope was crushed, his after fate, untold in martial strain, His banner led the spears no more amidst the hills of Spain.
Mrs Hemans.(58)

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55. "Bernardo Del Carpio" was written by Felicia Dorothea Hemans (1793-1835) and was published in the New Monthly Magazine , November 1823. It was reprinted in Hemans' Songs of the Affections (1830).

The preceding two leaves were cut out of the gathering along the gutter.

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Extracts from Byron.

Description of Conrad the Corsair(59)

Unlike the heroes of each ancient race, Demons in act, but Gods, at least in face In Conrad's form seems little to admire, Though his dark eye-brow shades a glance of fire: Robust, but not Herculean—to the sight, No giant frame sets forth his common height; Yet, in the whole, who paused to look again, Saw more, than marks the crowd of vulgar men; They gaze and marvel how—and still confess, That thus it is, but why, they cannot guess. Sun-burnt his cheek, his forehead high & pale, The sable curls, in wild profusion, veil; And oft perforce, his rising lip reveals The haughtier thought it curbs, but scarce conceals; Though smooth his voice, and calm his general mien, Still seems there something, he would not have seen: His features' deepening lines, and varying hue, At times attracted, yet perplexed the view, As if within that murkiness of mind, Work'd feelings fearful and yet undefined;
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Such might it be—that none could truly tell— Too close inquiry his stern glance would quell. There breathe but few whose aspect might defy The full encounter of his searching eye; He had the skill, when Cunning's gaze would seek, To probe his heart and watch his changing cheek, At once the observer's purpose to espy, And on himself roll back his scrutiny, Lest he to Conrad rather should betray Some secret thought, than drag that chief's to day. There was a laughing devil in his sneer, That raised emotions both of rage and fear; And where his frown of hatred darkly fell, Hope, withering, fled and Mercy sigh'd "Farewell!(60)

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Extracts from Scott's Lady of the Lake.

Description of the Characters.

Ellen Douglas.(61)

And ne'er did Grecian chisel trace, A nymph, a Naiad, or a Grace, Of finer form, or lovelier face! What though the sun, with ardent frown, Had slightly tinged her cheek with brown, The sportive toil, which, short and light, Had died her glowing hue so bright, Served too in hastier swell to show, Short glimpses of a breast of snow; What though no rule of courtly grace, To measured mood had trained her pace,— A foot more light, a step more true, Ne'er from the heath-flower dashed the dew; E'en the light hare-bell raised its head, Elastic from her airy tread: What though upon her speech there hung The accents of the mountain tongue,— Those silver sounds, so soft, so dear, The listener held his breath to hear.

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Fitz-james.(62)

Not his the form, nor his the eye, That youthful maidens wont to fly. On his bold visage, middle age Had slightly pressed its signet sage, Yet had not quenched the open truth, And fiery vehemence of youth; Forward and frolic glee was there, The will to do, the soul to dare, The sparkling glance, soon blown to fire, Of hasty love or headlong ire. His limbs were cast in manly mould, For hardy sports or contest bold; And though in peaceful garb arrayed, And weaponless, except his blade, His stately mien as well implied A highborn heart, a martial pride, As if a baron's crest he wore, And sheathed in armour trod the shore.(63) His ready speech flowed fair and free, In phrase of gentlest courtesy; Yet seemed that tone and gesture bland, Less used to sue than to command.

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Malcolm Graham. The lover of Ellen Douglas.(64)

Of stature tall, and slender frame, But firmly knit, was Malcolm Graeme. The belted plaid, and tartan hose, Did ne'er more graceful limbs disclose; His flaxen hair, of sunny hue, Curled closely round his bonnet blue. Trained to the chase, his eagle eye, The ptarmigan in snow could spy: Each pass, by mountain, lake, and heath, He knew, through Lennox and Menteith; Vain was the bound of dark brown doe, When Malcolm bent his sounding bow, And scarce that doe, though winged with fear, Outstrip,ed in speed, the mountaineer: Right up Ben-Lomondcould he press, And not a sob, his toil confess, His form accorded with a mind, Lively and ardent, frank and kind; A blither heart, till Ellen came, Did never love or sorrow tame; It danced as lightsome in his breast, As played the feather on his crest.

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Yet friends, who nearest knew the youth, His scorn of wrong, his zeal for truth, And bards, who saw his features bold, When kindled by the tales of old, Said, were that youth to manhood grown, Not long should Roderick Dhu's renown Be foremost voiced by mountain fame, But quail to that of Malcolm Graeme.(65)

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Roderick Dhu & the boast of Ellen, to the old minstrel.(66)

And then for suitors, proud and high, To bend before my conquering eye, Thou, flattering bard, thyself wilt say, That grim Sir Roderick owns its sway. The Saxon scourge, Clan-Alpine's pride, The terror of Loch-Lomond's side, Would, at my suit, thou know'st delay A Lennox foray—for a day." The ancient bard, her glee repressed: "ll hast thou chosen theme for jest! For who, through all this western wild, Named black Sir Roderick e'er, and smiled? In Holy-Rood, a knight he slew; I saw, when back the dirk he drew,
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Courtiers gave place before the stride Of the undaunted homicide:(67) O lovely maid thy mirth refrain! Thy hand is on a lion's mane. "Minstrel," the maid replied, and high Her father's soul glanced from her eye, "My debts to Roderick's house, I know:(68) Minstrel! that chieftain should command, My blood, my life,—but not my hand. Rather will Ellen Douglas dwell A votaress in Maronnan's cell; Rather through realms beyond the sea, Seeking the world's cold charity, Where ne'er was spoke a Scottish word, And ne'er the name of Douglas heard, An outcast pilgrim will she rove, Than wed the man she cannot love.(69)

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And since, though outlawed, hath his hand Full sternly kept his mountain land. Who else dared give—ah! woe the day, That I such hated truth should say!— The Douglas, like a stricken deer, Disowned by every noble peer, Even the rude refuge we have here? Alas, this wild marauding Chief alone might hazard our relief, And now thy maiden charms expand, Looks for his guerdon in thy hand; Full soon may dispensation sought, To back his suit, from Rome be brought. Then, though an exile on the hill, Thy father, as the Douglas, still Be held in reverence and fear; And though to Roderick thou'rt so dear That thou mightst guide with silken thread. Slave of thy will, this chieftain dread,
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All that a mother could bestow To Lady Margaret's care I owe, Since first an orphan in the wild She sorrowed o'er her sister's child; To her brave chieftain son, from ire Of Scotland's king who shrouds my sire, A deeper, holier debt is owed; And, could I pay it with my blood, Allan!
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Roderick, on being refused the hand of Ellen, & his rencontre with Graeme.(70)

Twice through the hall the chieftain strode; The waving of his tartans broad, And darkened brow, where wounded pride, With ire and disappointment vied, Seemed, by the torch's gloomy light, Like the ill demon of the night, Stooping his pinion's shadowy sway, Upon the 'nighted pilgrim's way: But unrequited love! thy dart, Plunged deepest its envenomed smart, And Roderick, with thine anguish stung, At length the hand of Douglas wrung, While eyes, that mocked at tears before, With bitter drops were running o'er. The death-pangs of long cherished hope Scarce in that ample breast had scope, But struggling with his spirit proud, Convulsive heaved its chequered shroud, While every sobȄso mute were all— Was heard distinctly through the hall. The son's despair, the mother's look, Ill might the gentle Ellen brook;
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She rose, and to her side there came, To aid her parting steps, the Graeme. Then Roderick from the Douglas broke— As flashes flame through sable smoke Kindling its wreaths, long, dark, and low, To one broad blaze of ruddy glow, So the deep anguish of despair Burst, in fierce(71) jealousy, to air.— With stalwart grasp his hand he laid On Malcolm's breast and belted plaid: "Back, beardless boy!" he sternly said,(72) This roof, the Douglas and that maid, Thank thou for punishment delayed. Eager as grey-hound on his game, Fiercely with Roderick, grappled Graeme. "Perish my name, if aught afford, Its chieftain safety, save his sword!" Thus as they strove, their desperate hand Griped to the dagger or the brand, And death had been—but Douglas rose, And thrust between the struggling foes His giant strength:—"Chieftains, forego! I hold, the first who strikes, my foe.— Madmen, forbear your frantic jar! What! is the Douglas fallen so far,

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His daughter's hand is deemed the spoil Of such dishonourable broil!' Sullen, and slowly they unclasp, As struck with shame, their desperate grasp, And each upon his rival glared, With foot advanced & blade half-bared.(73)

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The death of Blanche, the Lowland maid, who had been taken captive by— -Roderick Dhu.
Fitz-James slays his guide Murdoch , who had been ordered by Roderick, to betray him.(74)

Fitz-james's mind was passion-tossed, When Ellen's hints and fears were lost; But Murdoch's shout suspicion wrought, And Blanche's song, conviction brought.— Not as a stag that spies the snare, But lion of the hunt aware, He waved at once his blade on high, "Disclose thy treachery, or die!"— Forth at hell speed the clansman flew, But in his race his bow he drew. The shaft grazed Fitz-James's crest, And thrilled in Blanche's faded breast,— Murdoch of Alpine, prove thy speed, For ne'er had Alpine's son such need!
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With heart of fire and foot of wind, The fierce avenger is behind! Fate judges of the rapid strife The forfeit death,—the prize is life! Thy kindred ambush lies before, Close couched upon the heathery moor; Them could'st thou reach—it may not be—(75) The fiery Saxon gains on thee! —Resistless speeds the deadly thrust, As lightning strikes the pine to dust; With foot and hand Fitz-James must strain, Ere he can win his blade again. Bent o'er the fallen with falcon eye, He grimly smiled to see him die; Then slower—wended back his way, Where the poor maiden bleeding lay.

Blanche's Death.

She sat beneath the birchen tree, Her elbow resting on her—knee; She had withdrawn the fatal shaft, And gazed on it, and feebly laughed;(76) The knight, to stanch the life-stream tried,— "Stranger, it is in vain!" she cried.(77) A helpless, injured wretch I die, And something tells me in thine eye. That thou wert mine avenger born.(78)
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O! by thy knighthood's honoured sign, And for thy life preserved by mine, When thou shalt see a darksome man, Who boasts him chief of Alpine's clan, With tartans broad and shadowy plume, And hand of blood, and brow of gloom, Be thy heart bold, thy weapon strong, And wreak poor Blanche of Devan's wrong!—(79)
A kindly heart had brave Fitz-James; Fast poured his eye at pity's claims, And now with mingled grief and ire He saw the murdered maid expire. "God in my need, be my relief, As I wreak this on yonder chief!" A lock from Blanche's tresses fair He blended with her bridegroom's hair; The mingled braid in blood he died, And placed it on his bonnet side: "By him whose word is truth! I swear, No other favour will I wear Till this sad token I imbrue, In the best blood of Roderick Dhu.

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77. Dusenbery, or the text he was copying, omitted the following lines, which appear in other editions of the poem: "This hour of death has given me more Of reason's power than years before; For, as these ebbing veins decay, My frenzied visions fade away."

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78. Dusenbery, or the text he was copying, omitted the following lines, which appear in other editions of the poem: Seest thou this tress?—O, still I've worn This little tress of yellow hair, Through danger, frenzy, and despair! It once was bright and clear as thine, But blood and tears have dimmed its shine. I will not tell thee when 't was shred, Nor from what guiltless victim's head,— My brain would turn!—but it shall wave Like plumage on thy helmet brave, Till sun and wind shall bleach the stain, And thou wilt bring it me again. I waver still. —O God! more bright Let reason beam her parting light!—

^

79. Dusenbery, or the text he was copying, omitted the following two lines, which appear in other editions of the poem: "They watch for thee by pass and fell . . ./Avoid the path . . . O God! . . . farewell."

[78]


Records
Of my Senior Year at the University of N Ca.


The advantages of keeping a journal, are many &
important. Exclusive of the improvement, which one would nescessari–
–ly make, both in his style of composition & in the art of pen-manship
; and setting aside likewise all the benefits, which would probably
result from such an use of his leisure time—the gratification a–
–lone, that he would feel in after life,(80) in perusing this work of
his youth & reflecting on the profitable manner in which he spent
the time— "When life itself was new, And the heart promised, what the fancy drew" (81) —would
amply compensate him for all the labour of its composition.
And even should that most happy period of his life have been
spent in idleness & dissipation; still will not this memento of his
follies & crimes, have been written in vain. For when his eye shall
rest upon the page, that speaks to him of his disgrace, tears of
sorrow & repentance will course each other down his cheeks &
he will resolve with all his might, to free himself from those
vices & habits, which degraded his youth.


For these & many other reasons, we have determined to keep
a weekly record of all the leading events of my(82) life during our
Senior year in College, together with our thoughts & reflections
at the time.

J. L. D. . . . . . . . .

Notes

^

80. "after life": after graduation.

^

81. Samuel Rogers, The Pleasures of Memory, Part I (1792): "When nature pleas'd, for life itself was new, And the heart promis'd what the fancy drew."

^

82. Dusenbery wrote my on top of our.

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[July 17, 1841]


On Tuesday the 13th July 1841 I bade a reluctant farewell
to my friends & relatives, among whom I had been spending a long
and most pleasant vacation of six weeks & set out on my return
to the university, in company with two other incipient Sophs
, A. & F. . . . & my cousin P. R. . . . . . . . . . .(83) Mr F. . . . .(84) & my father brought
us as far on our way as Greensboro.(85) in private conveyances.
Taking the stage from that place about one of the clock, on the
night ensuing, we reached the Hill at four the following evening.
Although we met with no very serious accident on our journey,
yet did we not escape, altogether scathless. At Greensborough
through sheer forgetfulness I left that particular bag of most
delicious cake, which my good mother had busied herself so
much in preparing for me. The thoughts of it e'en now makes
the mouth water & the bowells yearn. Oh! Lethe! thy sluggish
stream exists not only in the realms below, but its branches
irrigate all this fair world of ours & the drowsy, dreamy influence of
their waters, pervades the senses of mortal men as well as
the spirits in Pluto's dark domain.


It is an old proverb, that misfortunes seldom come alone &
I found it true in my case. I left home with a pot of promising
young plants, consisting of a buckhorn & two hyderangeas.(86)
They bore a priceless value in my eyes from the circumstance,
that the buchorn was a present from a young lady & bore
her name. One of the hydrangeas(87) also bore the name of Miss E. H. . .,
and I had bound myself by all the laws of chivalry to cherish
the plants as emblems of the growing affection that was exist-

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ing between us respectively. By the most unremitting care and
watchfulness, I reached Hillsboro with them in perfect safety,
& was congratulating myself that the goal of our journey was near
at hand & that all anxiety with respect to them would then be over.
But alas!(88) how little do we know of futurity. I set the little ark,
freighted with the emblems of our young affections, as I thought,
in a secure place, & had left them but a few moments, when I
returned & the spectacle that met my gaze, wrung my
heart with grief & vexation. Some careless hand had over–
–turned it & the contents now lay at my feet crushed & broken O! ever thus from child-hood's hour, I've seen my fondest hopes decay; I never loved a tree or flower But t'was the first to fade away.(89)


After the first bursts of passion were over, I procured
another pot, in which I placed the mangled remains of my
plants & brought them to the hill. Of the two which bore the
names of Sarah & Elvira,(90) the one is withered &shrunk & of
the other nothing now remains but the stem, shorn of its
leaves & destitute of all outward signs of life. The one without
a name, alone escaped uninjured, amid that wreck of matter.
It stands in all the pride of conscious beauty & seems to
look down in scorn upon its less fortunate companions.
The omen to be deduced from the fate of these plants, is
most probably true. Neither Sarah or Elvira is likely ever to
be mine for weal or woe. I have never yet seen a woman

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who resembles my ideal model of female perfection, or one, who
could cause the chords near my heart to vibrate at her approach.
Until I find one who can enchain my roving desires & fix
them on herself alone, my surviving hydrange[a] shall remain
without a name. But until that time I will cherish & guard
it as the representative of my fair incognita. One other
accident occurred, though it is hardly worth recording. In the
hurry & confusion consequent on reaching the Hill, I neglected to
take my umbrella off the stage so that it went on towards
Raleigh & did not return for a couple of days. My room–
–mate reached here the day after my own arrival & we took
possession of our old room.


Done at our dormitory, No. 23, on the 3d passage
of the West Building, of the University of the
sovreign state of North Carolina, on the eve–
–ning of Saturday the 17nth day of july, & in the
Year of our Lord, eighteen hundred
and forty one.


James L Dusenbery (91)

Notes

^

83. Chapel Hill, NC, lies approximately 80 miles east of Lexington, NC.

^

84. Probably Robert Foster.

^

85. Greensboro, NC, lies 32 miles northeast of Lexington, NC.

^

86.Dusenbery wrote a on top of o before the s in hyderangeas.

^

87. Dusenbery wrote a on top of o before the s in hyderangeas.

^

88. Dusenbery wrote a on top of A at the beginning of alas.

^

89. Thomas Moore, "The Fire Worshippers," Lalla Rookh: An Oriental Romance (1817).

^

90. "Sarah" may be named for Sarah Mabry.

^

91. The word Signed appears in a squiggly circle at the left margin.

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[July 24, 1841]


On Monday the 18nth ult.(92) the regular exercises of College
commenced. The senior class recited for its first lessons to Gov. Swain,
—The bill of rights of the freemen(93) of NCarolina & the constitution of the U.States
We also beg[an] this week, the study of Chemistry, including Botany, Zoology,
& Mineralogy, under Prof. Mitchell. The class recites once a week to Philips
on Astronomy & twice a week to Fetter on the Medea of Euripides. Monsieur
Robards, the Prof. of French, has not yet returned from "the enjoyment of his
vacation." (94) During the past week I have been trying to overcome the
habit of sleeping between prayers breakfast, but without success.
It is prejudicial to health, a waste of the most pleasant part of the
day for study therefore that habit must not be indulged. The fact
is, the weather has been so excessively warm & sultry, that I have
done very little else but sleep during the whole week.


I brought from home seventy five dollars, with which I paid my debts
to the amount of fifteen dollars; paid also ten dollars in advance
for board, five to Society, five for Kents Commentaries(95), & deposited
thirty five with the Bursar, for which I took a receipt. Of the
remaining five, I paid fifty cents to a boy for bringing my baggage from
the tavern to my room, deposited one dollar in the P. Office &
bought a box of cigars with the remainder.


I retired from church last Sabbath after answering to my name.
I had no absences either from prayers or recitation during the
week.


Done at No 23. W.[est] B.[uilding] on the evening of Saturday, the 24th
day of the month july & in the year of christ eighteen hun–
–dred & forty one.

JLD.(96)

Notes

^

92. Dusenbery is mistaken about the date; in July 1841, Monday was the 19th, not the 18th.

^

93. The North Carolina "Declaration of Rights" and constitution were adopted in December 1776 by the state's Fifth Provincial Congress, meeting in Halifax, NC. Though the documents were not submitted to the people for approval, the "Declaration of Rights" enumerated 25 rights, including the rights of free men to trial by jury, protection from unlawful imprisonment, and freedom from governmental interference. It also affirmed the rights of citizens to regulate their own government as well as bear arms, worship, and assemble. In establishing the right to own property, the final clause confirmed the northern and southern boundaries of North Carolina.

^

94. Battle claims that "Rev. John James Roberts, a graduate of 1838, who had studied in France for two years, took charge as Professor [of French] in 1841" but resigned the next year. He became the principal of high schools for females in New York and Massachusetts (Battle 1:440, 474). Battle is mistaken about Roberts' middle name; it was Jones, not James.

^

95. James Kent, Commentaries on American Law (1826-1830).

^

96. Squiggly vertical lines appear on either side of Dusenbery's initials.

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[July 31, 1841]


In the grey twilight of last saturday evening, three students
left the West Building by the back door & after winding their way
through dark alleys & the most unfrequented places, at length emerged
into the Hillsborough road, in the outskirts of the village. One of the party
carried under his arm a most suspicious-looking instrument
which he appeared to conceal with the utmost care. That instru–
–ment was a violin & the individuals were Nelms, Caldwell & myself.
We soon found ourselves at the depot , where Mears, Walker, Green,
Smith(97), Jno. & Bob Cowan, Hawkins, Chub, & L. Henderson & several
others soon joined us. Taking Em with us, we struck into the
woods & half hour's hard walking brought us to the fishery
—the place of our destination. The object of the excursion was to have
a real, downright bull-dance(98) with the Herring gals & as
many others as we could get together at that place. We were
about 25 in number & though the night was warm almost to
suffocation, all crowded into the little cabin, that was barely
of sufficient size to permit us to turn round. Every man stripped
to his shirt & trowsers, Nelms & big Smith(99) played the fiddle & the
dance began. The sweat rolled down [to use an hyperbole]
until our boot-legs were full to overflowing & still the
dance went on. It lasted until near midnight, when the air in
the room became so highly charged with funk & gaseous matter
that it was impossible to stand it any longer. A general
rush was made for the open air & many a hoarse throat
was caused by the sudden cooling. From this time the crowd
began to decrease rapidly as squad after squad took up their

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drowsy line of march towards college. At length all were
gone save Hawkins Caldwell & myself. I shall not attempt
to detail the mysterious proceedings of my two companions du–
–ring the dark hours of that ever memorable night. Let a veil
forever cover them. As for myself I was so overcome with
sleep & lassitude that I was compelled to go to bed. They put
me on a feather bed & though the night was warm eneough
to melt lead itself & though I sunk down over head & ears
yet notwithstanding all this I slept. But Oh! the horrors of
that fatal nap. Never shall I forget the shocking dreams
that haunted my pillow. Among others not less horrid,
methought I lay upon a pool of molten lead & that
thousands of diminutive devils were around me, pinching
biting & mocking at me. Making a desperate effort to
free myself from their persecutions, I awoke & found my–
–self in a predicament in truth, scarcely more enviable
than my imaginary one. My body was nearly float–
–ing in its own perspiration & myriads of chinces(100) were
performing their nightly orgies upon it. I arose with
difficulty from that bed, which had nearly proved my
last of earthly rest & shaking from(101) me the loathsome
varmints, that clung to my clothes with tenacious
grasp, I determined to bid a final adieu to a place
where chinces grew to the size of teropins & lived
beneath the house instead of in the chinks of the bed.
The morning star was high in the heavens when we reached
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our rooms. Dancing & singing schools are all the go here
at present. Nearly all college are learning to caper & sing.
We have two dancing masters—Signore Rochietti & Monsieur
De Granval. I took my first lesson under the latter gentleman
last Wednesday. Last thursday I received a letter from my
loving, languid, black-eyed Mary. It contained a lock of
her hair & informed me that she expected to go with her
father to Illinois in the fall & never see me again. She charged
me to write to her however & wound up by declaring, that
though she might be far away, still her heart was & should
be mine until death. The author of this letter is a very pretty
little country girl, whom I met with in my rambles last va–
–cation & though I do not really love her, yet there's none
I would rather be kissing than Mary. I was at her father's
last vacation & as I sat by her side in the door, long after the
rest of the family were asleep & pressed her willing lips to mine;

"In linked sweetness, long drawn out"(102) "I thought to myself, if it were not a sin, I could teach her the prettiest trick in the world: For oft as we mingled our legs & our feet I felt a pulsation & cannot tell whether In hers or in mine—but I know it was sweet ;And I think we both felt it & trembled together."(103)


But I believed Mary to be as virtuous & chaste
as most girls are & therefore quelled the tumultuous passions
that were raging in my breast.

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"By heaven! I would rather forever forswear The Elyseum that dwells on a beautiful breast; Than alarm for a moment the peace that is there, Or banish the dove from so hallowed a nest."(104)


She loves me, I know full well, but never will I in my cool
moments abuse that love. I shall not answer her letter, that she
may think herself neglected & banish all thoughts of me from her
memory. She is a sweet girl— "And may providence guide her uninjured along, Nor scatter her path with repentance & pain."(105)


On a certain night last week, Mc,Bee &Erwin, S. Green & myself
were seated round a table in No 22(106) engaged at a social game
of whist. At the most interesting part of the game, when honours
were easy & each party were battling for the odd trick, the door
opened & Buncombe himself stood upon the threshold. The old
gentleman was so perfectly astounded, that he stood, fixed to
the spot, without the power either to retreat or advance. At
length he approached the table & gathering up the pictures, that had
dropped from the nerveless grasps of most of us, quietly ordered
them to be burned. He did not bring the matter before the faculty
but demanded our pledge of honour, that we would not play our–
–selves or permit cards to be played in our rooms, during our
connection with the University. Friday night after society, Turner
& Bllenfant invited the 3d passage down to drink lemonade with them
They had ice, lemons & sugar in abundance & we had a real freeze-out.
I had no absences at all, last week, though I retired from church.

[Done a]t No 23 July the 31st 1841. It being Saturday eve.

Notes

^

97. Possibly John Baptist Smith.

^

98. "bull-dance": nautical slang for a dance with men.

^

99. Possibly John Baptist Smith.

^

98. "chinces": foul-smelling bugs that damage wheat, corn, and other grains; bedbugs.

^

101. Dusenbery wrote free on top of my.

^

102. John Milton, L 'Allegro (1645).

^

103. Thomas Moore, "Fanny of Timmol: A Mail-Coach Adventure," The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore (1812).

^

104. Thomas Moore, "Fanny of Timmol: A Mail-Coach Adventure," The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore (1812).

^

105. Thomas Moore, "Fanny of Timmol: A Mail-Coach Adventure," The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore (1812).

^

106. No. 22 in the West Building, now know as Old West, was the room occupied by James Augustus Caldwell and William James Hayes.

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[August 7, 1841]


I heard a sermon last Sabbath morning for the first time since
leaving home. It was delivered by Prof. Green & set forth in glaring
colours, the utter folly & great wickedness of profane swearing. It is
a habit that I have resolved never to indulge, not only for the
sufficient reason that it is sinful, but because it is useless,
immoral & ungentlemanly. In the evening my class recited
to the Gov. for a bible lesson, the first three chapters of Genesis.
We found him well versed in scripture lore—indeed there
are very few studies, into which he has not examined. A man
of more extensive & varied acquirements than Gov. Swain, is
seldom met with. He remarked, that even exclusive of its
divine character, the bible is one of the most important books
which we can study, both because it is the most perfect mod–
–el of a pure, unadulterated style & for the reason that we
derive from it all our knowledge of the early ages of the
world. I read as far as the Psalms last session & intend
finishing the old Testament, the present one.


On Tuesday I was taken up on Astronomy & made a pretty good
recitation. Wednesday morning during study hours a large
wagon-load(107) of melons was driven into the Campus. The
new Freshmen generously stepped forward, bought the
whole load & called on every man to help himself. (108)
The fellows forthwith mounted into the wagon & began to
carry them to their rooms. Our passage brought away
about a dozen of them. While we were yet eating & the
passage was literally covered with rinds & fra[gm]ents,

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Judge Owen paid us a visit. He pronounced himself thunder–
–struck at the aspect of things, assured us that it was inde–
–cent, unhealthy & decidedly rash to keep so filthy a passage &
remarked that it was a duty we owed(109) to the younger classes,
to the Faculty & to ourselves, to be more circumspect in our conduct.
He went on to say that on us the Faculty depended in a great
measure for the maintenance of order & decorum in the west
building—that to us they looked to set an example of so–
–briety & morality to our younger brethren of the University.
Let me indulge the hope, continued the Judge, that you
will, henceforward mark out for yourselves a line of conduct
at once dignified, gentlemanly & worthy of the exalted & highly
responsible station which you occupy as seniors of this University.


"Good morning gentlemen."


On Wednesday S. G. . . . G. H. . . . . . . . & myself, the committee appoint–
–ed by society to write to Mr King,(110) addressed a letter to that
gentleman, requesting of him in the name of society, a present
of some of the minerals, obtained from his lead & silver mines
in Davidson.


My class began "Political Economy" last week under the Gov.


I have not been absent from prayers or recitation during
the week.

Done on saturday evening the 7nth day of the month August & in the year eighteen hundred & forty one, "ab natu Domini." (111)

Notes

^

107. Dusenbery wrote d on top of l at the end of load.

^

108. The tradition Dusenbery describes was known as the "Fresh Treat."

^

109. Dusenbery wrote owed on top of duty.

^

110. According to Dialectic Society minutes for July 30, 1841, "Mr Dusenberry moved that a committee be appointed to write to write to Mr King and request of him a specimen of his minerals—carried the members who compose this committee are [James Lawrence] Dusenberry [Stephen Sneed] Green & G[eorge W.] Henderson (Vol. 9, University Archives, Wilson Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill).

^

111. "ab natu Domini": after the birth of the Lord.

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[August 14, 1841]


It is now Saturday & nearly ten o'clock at night.
I have passed the day in idleness & to carry out the old
proverb. "That Satan always finds some evil still,
For idle hands to do"(112) == have just crowned
the day, by quaffing once more a draught from the
poisoned chalice of Bacchus & now sit down to record
the events of the week. It has passed away, like the
morning clowd & the early dew, & there is reason to fear
that much of the time was misimproved by me. What have
I done worthy to be recorded in this book? Alas! Nothing.
On Thursday Fetter rushed me(113) shamefully. I was not expecting
to be taken up & had been talking & laughing nearly the
whole hour. He called on me to recite purely for revenge
& so unexpected was the summons, that I became con–
–fused & made a failure, although I had prepared the
lesson with as much care as usual. During the week
I finished the "Divina Commedia" of Dante. It is a theologi–
–cal poem & entirely too deep for my comprehension. He
was a native of Florence & the friend of Petrarch & Boccacio.
I wrote to Laura on Tuesday, it being the first time that
I have written home this session.


The committee of which I was one appointed by society, to write to Mr Haywood,
received a reply from that gentleman on Friday, declining to
have his address published.(114)


My attendance at prayers, church & recitation has been
regular throughout the week.

Notes

^

112. Isaac Watts, Divine Songs for Children (1715): "In Works of Labour or of Skill I would be busy too: For Satan finds some mischief still for idle Hands to do."

^

113. "rushed me": to be caught unprepared for class.

^

114. During the 1841 Commencement, William Henry Haywood (1801-1852), a former member of the Dialectic Society and graduate of the class of 1819, delivered an address titled "Want of State Pride" at a joint meeting of the Dialectic and Philanthropic Societies.

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[August 14, 1841]

First Chronicles

Chap. 1st


Now it came to pass in the eigth month, even the month
August & in the thirteenth day of the month, that Gooly
surnamed the drummer arose & went forth into the wilderness
of Sin. And there were with him in the wilderness, certain mighty
men of valour of the tribe of Freshmen, worshippers of Baal
who had not the fear of God before their eyes. Now there
were harlots in those parts, who enticed the men of the land &
were stumbling-blocks before Gooly & the men who were with him.
For they were moved in their hearts to go in unto them; so they
arose & went forth by night, bearing in their hands, gifts of
raiment & precious metal. But the intents of their hearts were
evil before the Lord continually & it was forbidden that
this great wickedness should come to pass. For behold as they went
the very trees cried out at their approach & put forth their arms
to forbid their passage. But Gooly & the men of might who were
with him, were hardened in their hearts & pressed forward to
give battle to the giants of the forest. And lo! one of the giants
pressed sore upon Gooly & smote him between the eyes & he fell
upon his face to the earth. Then Gooly arose & fled to his own house
& the men, when they saw what was done, turned & fled after him.
Thus was Gooly & the worshippers of of Baal discomfited before
the giants of the wilderness of Sin.

Done on Saturday the 14 th of August 1841.

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[August 22, 1841]


Alfred Foster & myself left Mrs. Lewis's last Tuesday & obtained
boarding at Nunns. Mrs Lewis had been feeding us for nearly a
month, almost wholly upon fried apples & meat & such fare as
that contains very little spice, to give to life a flavour. P. Henderson
H. Graham & Long soon followed our example. The board at Nunns
has been very good thus far & I hope that it may not turn out in
the end=="That such a pretty boy as i,
Have gone to the nunnery, to pine away & die."(115)


The past week has not been very fertile in events. I passed
through the usual routine of my studies in the old way—respec–
–tably, without the occurrence of any thing extra-ordinary.
My reading was also very limited,(116) being confined almost wholly to Byron's Tragedy of Cain(117). Laura's reply to my letter arrived
on Thursday—it contained only a little foolishness respecting the
girls & the composition I wrote for L. . . . & E. . . . . .(118) I shall burn it.


Yesterday (saturday) morning, having obtained permission from
the Gov. I set out with Gooly & Yance for a camp-meeting, then holding
at Antioch(119), 10 miles from the Hill. G. and myself were mounted upon Charles's
mettlesome steeds & Yance bestrode a fiery young gelding of Tinney's.(120)
We went it with a perfect rush. We had ridden about five
miles, when, on stopping to water our horses, I urged mine so
far up the branch, that he mired nearly up to the root of his
tail. In struggling to extricate himself the girt broke & I
had well nigh been precipitated into the slough. After re–
–pairing damages I remounted & again we dashed off at
full gallop. My horse soon lost a shoe but that did

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not detain us a minute. A little farther on we were brought
to a sudden stand by the appearance of a large black-snake
coiled in the road. Dismounting, we bruised the head of the
serpent & again vaulting into our saddles, passed on, upon
the wings of the wind. On reaching the ground we found ourselves
to be the only decently dressed fellows there & consequently the
centre of attraction. The people stared at us as we passed
along & remarked to each other "Them must be scholars."
We got to devilling a little negro & cuffy after staring at us
for some time turned up his eyes with a most meaning & sig–
–nificant look(121) & says he "You'se scholars." And by the time
we had been there 15 minutes young men & maidens, old men
& negroes had come to the pretty unanimous conclusion that
we were scholars. At the sound of the horn brother Purify(122)
mounted the stand & remarked that he would take the
liberty of stating in the outset, that there was to be no looking
about during the exercises. In the course of the service that brother prayed that
the Lord would be with them in their protracted-out meet–
–ing & says he, "kind bruthring & friends, let us all sing
that song about Jordan's stormy banks(123) & will some kind
bruthrin or friend give us the pitch. After the sermon
we sat for some time on the bench of anxiety, expecting
that some kind bruthren or friend would ask us to dine with him. Many old patriarchs who had pitched
their tents around, stopped for a moment, looked on us
and passed over to the other side. At length the good
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Samaritan appeared & ministered to our wants. His name
was Beaver & a beaver of a peculiar kind he was. He was red.
After dining we strolled about until it was nearly dark & having
obtained our suppers, still felt no inclination to return to College.
After the night sermon a prayer meeting was held & the ground
soon became literally covered with prostrate forms. The pit
behind the stand was full with negroes, to overflowing & the
funk they raised was tremendous. Every old darkee became
suddenly inspired with some divine commission, felt himself
a preacher & a host in himself & strove to make himself heard.
The commingled shouts, groans, shrieks & wild halloas that
ascended to the blue vault above="Threw o'er that spot of earth— —the air of Hell." (124)
We looked on in silent wonderment until near midnight
& then leading our chargers from the bushes, where they had been
feeding upon stake-oats for 16 hours, we charged home-wards
at the rate of eight miles per hour. I have not been absent
either from prayers, recitation or church during the past week.
To day I retired from church after answering to my name.

Recorded on the night of Sunday the 22d of Aug. This record would have been made on the evening previous had I not been absent as above-stated.

Notes

^

115. "I Won't Be a Nun" was a popular song set to an Irish tune and published in 1823 or 1824: "Oh, isn't it a pity/that such a pretty girl as I/Should be sent into the nunnery/to pine away and die?" See Thomas A Edison Collection of American Sheet Music (Woodbridge, CT: Primary Source Microfilm, 2000) . (5 September 2007).

^

116. Dusenbery neglected to cross the t in limited.

^

117. George Noel Gordon, Lord Byron, Cain (1821).

^

118. Possibly Elvira Jane Holt.

^

119. Antioch Baptist Church was found in 1806 as the Haw River Church and moved to it present location in the White Cross community in 1830 (Lefler and Wager 301).

^

120. The horses probably belonged to Charles Phillips (1822-1889), son of Prof. James Phillips, and John Brooks Tenny (1807-1893), who owned a plantation near the University on present-day Tenney Circle in Chapel Hill, NC.

^

121. Dusenbery wrote l on top of & at the beginning of look.

^

122. Possibly Rev. George Washington Purefoy.

^

123. "On Jordan's Stormy Banks I Stand." The words, written by Samuel Stennett, were first published in John Rippon's Selection of Hymns (1787) under the title of "Heaven Anticipated." The tune "Promised Land," composed by M. Durham, made the hymn popular after it appeared in William Walker's Southern Harmony (1835).

^

124. George Noel Gordon, Lord Byron, The Corsair (1814): "The wild confusion, and the swarthy glow/Of flames on high, and torches from below;/The shriek of terror, and the mingling yell—/For swords began to dash and shouts to swell—/Flung o'er that spot of earth the air of hell!"

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[August 29, 1841]


The Di end of the West Bulding has always been charac–
–terized as the noisiest part of College & well does it deserve the
appellation. If proof be wanting to establish the fact, let any one
appeal to the statistics of the 3d passage of that building.
The high crimes & misdemeanors of the past week alone, would (125)
stamp indelibly upon her front, the guilty stain. But
what care we of the west for that? We are proud of the
distinction & I for one would not exchange my elevated
place here in west for any, the most quiet abode amid
these classic shades. We are a jovial, roistering com–
–pany & our determination is to enjoy to the utmost the
halcyon days of youth. Amity & good feeling exists
among us & the glorious motto we have unfurled, declares "That whilst we're here, with friends so dear, We'll drive dull care away."(126)


The noise was chiefly in my room on Monday night. Five of
us were fighting with pillows. Beds were tumbled, hats
crushed, my pillowcase torn to pieces & finally the candle
thrown down & extinguished, when darkness put an end
to the frolic. The following night, after our return from
dancing-school, we illuminated the passage & commenced
patting & shuffling. The noise was so great that it roused
the judge, who appeared in our midst with(127) the velocity
of a thunderbolt. The death-like stillness that then ensued
contrasted strongly with the deafening uproar of a few
minutes previous. He spoke long & emphatically of

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the impropriety of such proceedings, entreated us to forbear &
having concluded his dissertation & bowed politely we lighted
him down stairs. There was more dancing on the next night
but JUDEX did not make his appearance.


On Thursday Miss Train passed through in the stage on her
way home, under the protection of Mr Gaither(128). Alfred & I walk–
–ed out nearly a mile to meet the stage in order to have more
conversation with her, but the rascally driver refused to
let us ride. We walked back & while the mail was preparing
enjoyed a few brief & hurried words with her. She inquired my
address & promised to send me a paper occasionally while
in my turn I pledged myself to forward catalogues et cetera
to her address at Firmingham Mass. She handed me a
letter from Laura. By the mail I received another letter.
It was from Griffin & informed me that Mary, my own sweet
girl was well & anxious to see me, but in great fear
that her father would emigrate in October & seperate us
forever. Yesterday evening we sent over to the East [Building] for
Fresh Smith, put a fiddle in his hands & had a real old
scamper down. After the dance Pink sent down
town for a bottle of wine & we pledged each other in
flowing glasses. At night songs & social converse
filled up the intervening hours 'till bed-time.


No absences during the week. Snapped from church
to day. Pink answered for me but Ralph would'nt take.

Done on Sunday 29nth 1841 August.

Notes

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125. Dusenbery wrote would on top of several unrecovered characters.

^

126. The chorus of a traditional folksong titled "Drive Dull Care Away": "Away, away, away, away/We will drive dull care away;/So while we're here with our friends so dear/We'll drive dull care away."

^

127. Dusenbery wrote with on top of like.

^

128. Possibly Samuel Gaither.

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[September 5, 1841]


Monsieur, Le Maitre ã dancer, has commenced
giving us 4 lessons in each week & that too, on so many
successive nights. At that rate his school will soon
terminate. It has been greatly augmented since Rochietti's
was broken-up. Le Monsieur is a perfect master of his
profession. I have never seen a man who could impart,
so successfully, to others the polite accomplishment of dancing.
After the dance on Tuesday night I threw of my clothes & becoming
cool too suddenly, a cold was brought on by that imprudence.
In addition to this, a tooth that had been very sensitive for
a long time, began to ache & continued to do so throughout
the night. I could neither sleep or read & to remain in
my room & do nothing was intolerable. I could not rec–
–oncile myself to the loss of the tooth & still hoped that the
aching would eventually cease. How vain were all
such hopes! The pain at length became so intense that
I could no longer withold my assent to the extraction
of the tooth. I went to the Doctor's, but no voice
replied to my loud & oft-repeated kncking & I was
compelled to drag out the remainder of that horrid
night in wandering about the streets, & in counting
over, & venting fruitless curses upon the long & painful
hours that must intervene, ere SOL would show his
reluctant visage above the western hills. At
length he rose & ne'er did Gheber(129) hail, with more devout
pleasure than myself, his rising presence.

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His first rays lighted me to the door of that worthy son
of Aesculapius, Dr Cave, who quickly extracted the aching tooth=="But left a mighty void behind,
That time(130) will never fill".


In the evening of the same day Dr Mitchell took the Senior
class out mineralizing. We went directly to Scotts hole &
the Dr. led us all over Old Sol. Morgan's plantation for
the purpose of showing us the old red sandstone. But
most of the boys paid more attention to the discussion
of the internal properties & instrinsic value of old Sol's
melons than to the chemical analysis of old red
sandstone. After leaving that place where— "Morgan's wife makes butter & cheese
And Morgan drinks the whey"(131) ==Mike
led us over the hills, showing us specimens of quartz,
granite, horen-stone,(132) but particularly of old red sandstone, until not we only, but he himself was
perfecly exhausted.
P. P. Peace,(133) a school-fellow of
mine at the Caldwell Institute, (134) spent Friday evening & of
Saturday, the greater part of the day on the Hill, thereby
affording me a good excuse for snapping(135) from Society,
which I did not fail to take advantage of.


Returning from breakfast Saturday morning, my atten–
–tion was attracted by seeing an unusual number of students
in the street before Miss Nancy's tavern & evidently in great
commotion. Ere it was possible for me to reach the place

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a pistol went off & I soon became aware that a fight
was in progress. The parties were Bunch & the younger
Rice, both members of the Phi Society. The insult had been
given by B. during the session of their society the night previous,
& R. met him for the first time thereafter in the street & at the
place above-stated. Bunch was almost universally despised
& the few friends that he did possess, deserted him, to a man, in
his time of need. Jno Jack, his cousin alone stood by him &
cheered him, in his hopeless conflict with a man, much his
superior in size. But his voice was scarely heard amid
the shouts of==Beat him Rice==Kill the d. . . . .ned rascal &. Bunch sustained the unequal fight for some minutes when
he received a blow which made him recoil several feet
& fall. As he did so, his eye rested on a pistol he had
dropped at the first of the fight, which he seized & fired, not at the man he was fighting, but through mistake, at
his brother.(136) The ball merely grazed his hip & passed
on without farther injury. In the short pause that followed
this deed, I reached the spot. Bunch's friends wished to
take him away, but the other party would not permit
them. They even denied him a stick, while Rice was armed
with a tremendous one, & his friends were so few that
they dared not give him one. They fought thus unequally
for several minutes & Bunch was well nigh beaten to a mummy, when the Gov. & other members of the Faculty came up
& dispersed the crowd & seperated the combatants.

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Bunch was a rascal & deserved his beating but it
was really a shame to compel him to fight at so great
a disadvantage. They have both been dismissed.(137)
On Tuesday I answered Laura's letter of the previous week.
Ere I completed it I received one from Augusta, in answer
to mine, written nearly three months previous. No absences
from prayers or recitation this week. Last night Burke
Cabarrus(138) & myself went to old Bartimeus's, who was not at
home & therefore got none of the stuff that Mutz had in his
old black juuk. I carried a tickler full of Cordial, for
Aunt Jenny & the rest of 'em. But these three men & the
acts that they did & how they sung, behold are they not
written in the Chronicles of the mighty men of the West.

Done on Sunday the 5th Sept. 1841 after retiring from church.

Notes

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129. "Gheber": A worshiper of fire.

^

130. Dusenbery wrote time on top of will.

^

131. A parody of a popular children's song: "Old Grimes' wife makes butter and cheese;/ Old Grimes he drinks the whey./There came a North wind from the South,/And blew Old Grimes away." (quoted in Wallace 18).

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132. "horen-stone": possibly "horenblende," a complex, dark, silicate mineral with crystal structures.

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133. Probably Pleasant Poindexter Peace.

^

134. The Caldwell Institute was founded by the Orange Presbytery in 1836 and represents the second classical academy and preparatory school by that name in Greensboro, NC. (The first was established by Rev. David Caldwell in 1767 and closed in 1822). Named for Joseph Caldwell, a Presbyterian minister and president of the University of North Carolina, the school was first taught by Rev. Alexander Wilson and Silas C. Lindsay. The school was moved to Hillsborough, NC, in 1845 in the wake of a typhoid epidemic (Smith 137).

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135. "snapping": taking an unexcused absence from class or other required duties.

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136. Jemison (or Jameson) W. Rice of Eutaw, AL, entered the University in 1841, joined the Philathropic Society from 1840 to 1842; he left the University without earning a degree.

^

137. Faculty minutes for September 14, 1841, contain the following account of the fight between Bunch and Rice:

J. M. Bunch & W. D. Rice were called before the Faculty, and made their own statement with respect to a fracas in which they were engaged this morning. It seems that a difference having taken place between them in the Hall of their Society last night, Bunch went out and returned armed with a pistol. Immediately after breakfast this morning, Rice went to Bunch's boarding house, armed in like manner. A fight in the street ensued, in the presence of many students, in the course of which Bunch's pistol was discharged, and Rice's cain used freely, his pistol having dropped from his pocket. The pistol of each was charged with three buck shot.

They were immediately dismissed and directed to retire from the village in forty eight hours. (University Archives, Wilson Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill)

Subsequently, on February 11, 1842, President Swain read to the assembled faculty a letter from William D. Rice, "praying for an honorable dismission, or at least such a letter from the President as would enable him to get admission into the College at Wake Forest. The subject was referred to the President with discretionary power" (Faculty Minutes 1:40, University Archives, Wilson Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill). President Swain's response to Rice's letter is undocumented, but Wake Forest University has no evidence that Rice ever enrolled there.

^

138. Dusenbery masks the identities of his companions by referring to the counties—Burke and Cabarrus—from which these North Carolina students came.

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First Chronicles(139)

Chap. 2nd


NowDavid, surnamed the Swain, was Captain of the host.
And there dwelt in the borders of the land, a certain blind man whose
name was Edward. The same was mighty in wine & strong drink & very
wicked withal. And he had a daughter, who was an harlot; and she
was exceeding comely & fair to look upon, insomuch that she filled the
whole land with her whore-doms & abominations. And Edward knew
this & yet he did not restrain her. And there was in the host of David
the Swain, a young man of renown, whose name was , whom in
afore-time she had enticed, but he had now fled from her & had not
seen her face, for many days. Now she loved above all the
other young men & behold in the beginning of the ninth month, even
the month Elul(140), she sent unto him Levi, her sister's son saying:
"Why tarriest thou ? Why comest thou not unto me? My thoughts
wait on thee continually. All the day long, am I disquieted concerning
thee & in the night time, sleep cometh not to mine eyes, neither slumber
to mine eye-lids, because of thee. Return thou then unto me, O ,,
that art the light of mine eyes & mine only joy. Come quickly & bring
with you a full measure of wine, where-withal to cheer the heart of the
old man, even Edward my father. And bring with you, also, both
& the mighty songster, even Gabriel, who blow–
–eth the trumpet before the host of David the Swain. For behold!
the damsel, whom Gabriel loveth & another that you wot of, will be

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with me in the house." And the words of the damsel prevailed with
& he said unto Levi—Go again to the damsel who sent you & say to
her—I will come. So the lad returned, & told her all the words of .
Now when(141) darkness was upon the face of the earth, rose up &
took with him the two men & the measure of wine as the damsel com–
–manded & went & came to the house of Edward. And they found
there two of the damsels, but lo! the other was not; for said they, she is sick.
Now this was she, whom Gabriel sought for. And the young man was
exceeding sorrowful because she came not & he went & threw himself
on the ground & grieved sore; for his heart yearned after the damsel.
Now when the daughter of Edward lifted up her eyes & saw
, she ran & met him & fell upon his neck & kissed him. And
she chid him because of his long absence; but excused himself & embraced
her & comforted her all the night long. And when
saw the other damsel, that she was exceeding fair, his heart was well pleased
& leaped for joy within him. And he liked her well & went & talked
with her & his words pleased her much; for the lips of drop–
–ped as an honey-comb & his mouth was smoother than oil. And he prevailed
with her & solaced himself in her arms all the night long. She was
unto him as the loving hind & the pleasing roe; her breasts did sat–
–isfy him at all times & he was ravished always with her love.


Now the young men drank of the wine they had brought & gave
also to the damsels & they were all merry. And behold they
came to Gabriel, where he lay & said unto him—"Drink you
also of the wine & let your heart rejoice & be glad." But he refused &
would not be comforted. And they spake unto him yet again

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—Saying=="Sing us we pray thee one of the sweet songs of the
West; but he turned away & hung his harp upon the peach-trees
& sat down & wept. And when the night was far spent (142) &
Gabriel arose & took & returned unto the host.
And Gabriel grieved, after that, yet many days.(143)

[September 12, 1841]

Sunday 12th Sept1841.


Another week of my existence has passed away, fraught
with all the vices & extravagancies of youth. Time, in his rapid &
ceaseless course, has hurried it with him, to the vast ocean of
Eternity & nought can e'er recal it. We are apt to think,
that, if we could roll back the tide of time & begin anew, the
voyage of life, we would spend it profitably & not as we have
done, in sporting with the straws & bubbles, that float by our sides.
But how foolish are all such thoughts? How much wiser it would
be, to take warning by the past & begin a reformation from [th]e
present time, instead of wasting it in fruitless repinings at the
immorality of my life? But I cannot do this. My passions have
grown too strong for me & will not down at my bidding & they
must, to some small degree, be indulged.

I know the right, approve it too, Condemn the wrong & yet the wrong pursue?"(144)


On Tuesday evening, Mr McRorie(145) passed through in the stage on his

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way to the North. He came direct f[r]om Lexington & informed me that all
at home were in good health. Today I began an answer to Augusta's letter
of the previous week, wherein she gave me an account of Miss Train's examina–
–tion & stated, that it was the general belief, that L & E(146) did not compose
the Dialogue, they read; but that I was the author. I assured her in reply
that the girls were foully slandered & enjoined her to assure those fair
& injured damosels, that the good & gallant knight, Sir James, would
shortly appear & do his devoir in their behalf. And also that the
said knight did empower her, as his herald at arms, to make
this proclamation=="That if any one shall say any thing in dis–
>–paragement of those high & courtly ladies; he doth pronounce him
false & recreant & doth defy him—and that, if the craven shall
dare to meet his defiance & do battle in support of his unknightly
accusation; he will meet him in the lists, in sight of all the chivalry
& fair ladies of the land, hurl the false-hood(147) in his teeth & engage
with him in deadly combat; till one or both shall fall. And
may God preserve the right." I also began one to Griffin
the subject of which, was—Mary. I requested him to tell her
that I loved her now, more than ever, but that the fear of discovery
prevented me from writing to her—that I would write to him (Griffin)
& that he would tell her all about me. No absences this week
from prayers or recitation. I retired from church to day.

Chapel—Hill Sept. 12th 1841.

Notes

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139. Curved scrolls appear on either side of "First Chronicles".

^

140. "Elul": the twelfth month of the Jewish ecclesiastical year and a time of preparation for Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur; it falls in August or September in the Gregorian calendar.

^

141. Lower case w has been superimposed over th.

^

142. Reuben is written over unrecovered characters, possibly Gabriel.

^

143. Dusenbery drew three squiggly lines vertically down the page below the last line of the entry and above the date.

^

144. Ovid, Metamorphoses , vii, 20, translated by Nahum Tate and William Stonestreet (1727): "I see the right, and I approve it too,/Condemn the wrong, and yet the wrong pursue."

^

145. Possibly John Mcrorie.

^

144. Probably Elvira Jane Holt

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147. Dusenbery wrote false-hood on top of unrecovered characters.

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[September 19, 1841]


Sept 19nth. Nothing occurred, for the first part of the past week, of
a nature, such as to justify a place among these records. Peter, William
& Jno(148) Conrad passed through this place on Thursday, on their way to
Raleigh. They arrived to dinner & remained about two hours.
Alfred & I walked with them to the Hall & else-where & showed
them whatever was curious(149) to be seen upon this classick hill.
Jno informed me that he had lately visited the Davidson mines
& had heard Mr King remark, that he had received a letter
from the Dialectic Society, requesting a present of minerals, to
place in their cabinet & that it was his intention to comply
with the request. I was rejoiced to hear this, as I had
begun to despair of ever receiving an answer to our letter.
I received from home through the politeness of the above
gentlemen, a pair of pumps, & some cakes, but no money.
Also a letter from Laura & a private & confidential one, from
Cousin Saml(150), all about matrimony & such like. "The
present, says he, is the most critical period of my life. I have
found at length a damsel, who pleaseth me well & I am think–
–ing seriously of marrying. If I determine to do so & succeed
with her, you shall have the pleasure of waiting on me
in your vacation." Pink & myself were waltzing on Friday
morning & while we were turning with the velocity, almost
of Charybdis, he suddenly attempted to throw me on the
bed, but failed & threw me over the head of it, where I struck
my shin against Sylla, or which is pretty much the same, the
edge of the door-lock & I fear it has bruised the bone dangerously.

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For the last two or three days my intestines have been in a state, the
most pitiable. They foment & growl most lamentably & neither
salts or seidlitz(151) have, as yet, been able to extend to them
any alleviation. Digestion appears to have almost ceased to
perform its functions & yet I am continually called to Con–
–gress(152) on false alarms. Between this & my lame leg I am
acted upon by two very powerful & conflicting forces.
The first & most powerful, tends to urge me to rapid motion,
while the other opposes strong resistance to a change of state.
The consequence is, that when I am called to Congress on bu–
–siness, which requires despatch, I am compelled to exert myself
to the utmost, to reach there in time & even then there is great
danger of arriving too late. Thus am I in a most precarious
situation. Yesterday morning I was compelled to snap(153) from
prayers, on account of the inflamation of my leg. I am confident
that this is my first absence this year. I received yesterday
a paper from Miss Train, entitled=="The Universal Yankee Nation—
The greatest paper in all creation.(154) It is published in Boston.
Mutz went to Ned's last night, but K, K. All the three
girls were there & wanted to see me. Mutz will return to night & I shall go with him. I received a letter from George
Rounsaville this evening. He tells me that Almira Salmon(155)
expects to return to Lexington. I hope she will for she is a
great white-woman. I retired from church to write this.

Done on Sunday the 19nth Sept 1841.

Notes

^

148. The sons of Mary Catherine Weaver (1798-1837) and Joseph (1791-1873) Conrad, Sr., of Lexington, NC: Peter (1815-1842), William B. (1817-1850), and John William (1820-1878). They were born in Pennsylvania but moved to Lexington, NC, in about 1820. Joseph Conrad, Sr., was a cabinetmaker. He was instrumental in the formation of Davidson County, NC, and in building the First Presbyterian Church in Lexington.

^

149. Dusenbery wrote curious on top of to.

^

150. Probably Samuel Rounsaville Brevard.

^

151. "A Seidlitz powder was, in fact, two powders — one wrapped in blue paper and one in white paper. The powder in the blue paper, containing sodium potassium tartrate and sodium bicarbonate, was thoroughly dissolved in half a pint (275ml) of water and the contents of the white paper, tartaric acid, added. The resulting solution was drunk while it effervesced" (Homan).

^

150. "Called to congress": called to the toilet.

^

153. "to snap": a "snap" was an excused absence from class or other duties granted to students by a faculty member. When students "snapped" or "cut" class, prayers, or church without permission, the absence was not excused.

^

154. The Universal Yankee Nation (September 27, 1841) measured 54 1/2"x 35 1/2" and claimed to be "The largest paper in all creation." The illustration on the front page of the paper depicts State Street in Boston, the address of Universal Yankee Nation and several other newspapers published at the time, with the paper hanging from a balcony as several passers-by peruse its contents. It was one of several newspapers published in the oversize format during the first half of the nineteenth century (Microtext Department, Boston Public Library).

^

155. Possibly Almira Margaret Salmon.

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[September 26, 1841]


Sept 26th. He of Cabarrus (156) & myself accomplished the intended excur–
–sion to Ned's, spoken of upon the opposite page. Night had scarcely
spread her sable mantle over our hemisphere, when we mounted, both
upon Wood's(157) stallion & after threading our slow & devious way among
the numerous by-paths which intersect the woods in the rear of the
College buildings, we emerged into the open road. Then we applied the
scourge & scoured along the road with headlong speed until we reached
our destination. While there we met with all the success, we could have
anticipated & about midnight we roused our steed most unceremoni–
–ously from his slumbers & returned. My companion expressed himself
as having been in clover, while I was perfectly disgusted, & fully
resolved in my own mind, never to repeat the visit. On Thursday
I replied to cousin Sams(158) letter of the previous week. J— C—ll(159) made a speech
in the hall on last Friday night, declaring himself a DVV(160) & saying that
he had been accused of showing partiality in the hall to the members of his
club, while president of the Society. These accusations, he said, had been
made behind his back & he had heard of them by accident. I had mad[e]
such remarks, but it was with the expectation, & almost with the cer–
–tainty that he would hear of them. I saw him after the session
of society & told him that his conduct justified me in saying what
I did—that he certainly did show a partiality, although it might
not have been his intention to do so. He said that he surely did
not intend it, & we parted without any ill feeling. Yesterday was
Slade's birth day—he went to Hillsboro & returned in the evening,
pretty tight, bringing with him 3 bottles of elegant Nash brandy.(161)
Pink & Slade got most gloriously tight that night.

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Myself, with a few others were moderately so. We paid Peter &
J Graham a visit at their room in the village(162) & finding there a good
fire, we levied large contributions upon Mike's patch of roasting-ears
the tempting promimity of which, was too powerful to be resisted. We
soon found that roasting them by Pete's fire was too slow a process
so we all took our corn & repaired to No. 23 of the west—the abode
of Dusenberry & McBee, where there was a kettle which those
gentlemen keep for just such purposes, as to boil corn "et cetera."
We always have plenty of salt on hand for any emergency & the boiled
corn was great. We also had chickens & an opossum supper.
The old Nash [brandy] again began to circulate pretty freely & every
thing went on merrily. McBees main desire, was to show the U. States
that he could walk the line made by a joint in the flooring, or any
chalk line in the U. States. Matters went on thus until midnight
when Slade began to vomit & we put him to bed. McBee was
still high in the wind & began to halloe at some other drunken fel–
–lows in the campus, & one of them cursed him. Mac, himself is pretty
good at that & he let himself out. He was most outrageous mad
& he cursed a full hour. Bell was the man who cursed him.
Pink saw him next day, but he denied all recollection of it, saying
that he was tight & that it was not his intention to insult him.
This morning Mr. Kenneday,(163) high sheriff of Davidson passed through
this place on his way to Raleigh. He gave me 15 dollars. It is so
seldom that I read a novel now a days that I must mention my perusal this week of Scotts "Redgauntlet."(164)

Done on Sunday the 26th Sept. 1841.

Notes

^

156. Probably Rufus Barringer (1821-1895), the only student from Cabarrus County, NC, enrolled in the University in 1841.

^

157. William K. Woods lived near the University campus. The 1840 census lists him as being between 30 and 40 years old. Furthermore, 25 males between the ages of 15-20 are listed as members of the household, evidence that Woods took in boarders.

^

158. Probably Samuel Rounsaville Brevard.

^

159. Although Dialectic Society minutes make no mention of James Williamson Campbell's speech, he was president of the Society from August 20, 1841, through September 11, 1841. On October 1, 1841, he moved "that the vote should be taken, whether secret Clubs were or were not constitutional & it was decided by the society that they were constitutional" (Dialectic Society Minutes, Vol. 9, University Archives, Wilson Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill). Though members of both debating societies formed sub-groups, it is not known what kind of group DVV represented.

^

160. Dusenbery drew lines above and below DVV .

^

161. Nash brandy may be named for Gen. Francis Nash (1742-1777), a Hillsborough, NC, attorney, merchant, and justice of the peace. A brigadier general in command of the First NC Regiment during the Revolutionary War, Nash died at the Battle of Germantown in Pennsylvania.

^

162. According to the University catalogue, Peter King Rounsaville and Joseph Montrose Graham lived in Chapel Hill, NC, at the home of "Mr. Snipes," possibly Osborn Snipes, listed in the 1840 Orange County, NC, census as being between 40 and 50 years old and living close to the University campus.

^

163. William Kenneday was sheriff of Davidson County, NC, for 12 years, from at least 1828 to 1840 ("Before Thomasville, What?—Part Four").

^

164. Sir Walter Scott, Redgauntlet, A Tale of the Eighteenth Century (1824).

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[October 3, 1841]


Sunday Oct 3rd. The reports were made out last Monday. Mine was tolerable
on Astronomy, very respectable on Greek & respectable on French, Chemis–
–try & Political Economy.(165) There has never before, since my connection with
the institution, been such general dissatisfaction with the reports.
Several speak of leaving, on account of the injustice done them. Bellan–
–fant has already left, but it is thought he will return. Horace
&Johnny are the men upon whom the most bitter invectives have been pour–
–ed. It is really frightful to hear the dreadful imprecations & anathemas
that are daily invoked upon their heads. I answered George's let–
–ter on Tuesday. Yance, Gooly, Pete & myself went to hunt opossums on
Thursday night. The moon shone with intense brightness & scarce a
clowd passed over her pale, cold visageߞher rays pierced the deep
glens & lighted up the dense glades through which we passed. Jack
Merritt was our "Grand Maitre de la chæsse" & we met him at
the appointed "rendez-vous" a short time after Phoebus had sunk
to his resting place behind the western hills. His companion,
Bowman was "Un grand chien" & it was but few minutes until the
shrill bark, which rung at intervals through the woods, announced
that the game was up. The trail extended about half a mile & at
length terminated in an almost impenetrable briar thicket,
in the centre of which stood a clump of trees so densely
covered with vines as entirely to exclude the piercing moonbeam[s.]
At the foot of one of them, crouched the dusky form of Bowman
—his eyes fixed upon its waving top & the deadly hatred of his
race to the opossum tribe, depicted upon every lineament of his
speaking countenance. Jack mounted into the tree & soon the

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joyous sounds "I got him by the tail" broke from his lips. At once 3
cheers for Jack & 3 times 3 for Bowman, arose, so long & loud that
"Rocks re-echoed & the hills replied"; and the sounds still lin–
–gering, were reverberated along the winding vales, until, at
length, one by one, they died away in the distance. Jack threw
the animal to the ground, but, luckily for himself, he "fell among
thorns," (166) or rather briars, & made his escape, before Bowman, whose
love for briars "was less than his" could claim acquaintance with
him. But our canine friend was not to be foiled thus easily; for
with, the tree as a centre & a radius of about twenty yards in length,
he began to describe according to the most approved method, the
circumference of a circle; but scarce had he measured the
arc(167) of a quadrant, when he struck the trail & again struck off
in swift pursuit. The cunning opossum was again compelled to take
refuge in a tree. But "behold the axe was laid unto the root & all
its branching honors were fast tumbling to the dust"(168) when O!
horrid mischance! it struck a neighboring tree & our friend
with "the hair on" fell heavily to the earth; & while the falling
tree prevented his immediate apprehension, he disappeared
so mysteriously, that Bowman could not again find his(169) "vestigia"
although Jack "couraged" him with all the powers of his magic
voice. Foiled, but not discouraged, Bowman(170) again began
his evolutions, & in about two hours we caught a couple
of the varmentsߞone of them from under the ground. While
tracking the first opossum, in jumping a branch, my mother's
son, after lighting on the opposite bank, fell over a super-
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–fluous dog that was in the crowd & was precipitated into
a mud-hole, to the great injury & detriment of his "inexpressi–
–bles." Also while loping along with his eyes fixed upon the
stars, he fell over Bowman, who was barking with his head
underground, at a 'possum, & had well-nigh killed both him–
–self & the dog. On Friday night the Seniors were excused from
attendance on the Hall in order that they may have time to write
their speeches. I have not yet fixed upon a subject, but must
do so forthwith as there only remains about 3 weeks in which to
write my speech. After society adjourned, Pink Gooly Yance
& I walked down to Pete's room(171) & after sitting for half an hour, our
old friend Jack, appeared, with one of the 'possums we caught
the previous night, handsomely dressed & with a plentiful supply
of sop & 'taters. It is needless to say, that a warm discussion
took place. It was a great supper & Jack Merritt-ed credit.
Saturday was the birth-day of both Bob Dick & Bulow & at night
they gave a treat of a turkey, 2 ducks, pickles, preserves, & all
other nescessary accompaniments—specially coffee. I did ample
justice "meo more"(172) to each & every particular article. There
were several fellows present, from the 3d passage of the East a–
–mong whom was our old friend Tobe.(173) He shone pre-eminent that
night, for wit & humour, which was probably owing to certain
honey-dreams in which he had been indulging. Ourself also
had a taste of them same. No absences this week, except
from church & then I was not marked.

Done on Sunday the 3d Oct 1841.

Notes

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165. Students' work could be judged very good (vg), good (g), very respectable (vr), respectable (r), tolerable (t), bad (b), and very bad (vb). Grades of &bad& and &very bad& were rarely given.

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166. Mark 4:7: "And some fell among thorns, and the thorns grew up, and choked it, and it yielded no fruit."

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167. The letter r is superimposed on c.

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168. The source cannot be identified. However, an extended version of the quotation appears on a monument in the Flixton, England, churchyard "To the memory of Thomas the son of Thos and Sarah Cowper who died Dec. 29th aged 12 years": "Here lies the Grief of a fond Mother and the blasted Expectations of an indigent Father. The Youth grew up like a well water'd Plant, shot deep, rose high and bid fair for Manhood: but just as the Cedar began to tower, and promised ere long to be the Pride of the Wood and Prince among the neighbouring Trees, the Axe was laid into the Root, the fatal blow struck and all its branching Honors humbled to the Dust." See also Matthew 3:10: "And now also the axe is laid unto the root of the trees: therefore every tree which bringeth not forth good fruit is hewn down, and cast into the fire."

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169. Dusenbery wrote his on top of unrecovered characters.

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170. Bowman is written on top of unrecovered characters.

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171. According to the University catalogue, Peter King Rounsaville and Joseph Montrose Graham lived in Chapel Hill, NC, at the home of "Mr. Snipes," possibly Osborn Snipes, listed in the 1840 Orange County, NC, census as being between 40 and 50 years old and living close to the University campus.

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172. "meo more": Latin for "as is my custom."

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173. Thomas Lynn Johnston and his roommate, Philo P. Henderson, lived in #23 East Building, now known as Old East.

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[October 10, 1841]


Oct. 10nth 1841. I have done nothing as yet towards writing a
speech, but have chosen for my theme, the "Present condition of the
practice of medicine in N Carolina." To write a speech for the first time &
one too that is to be spoken before an intellectual & severely critical
assembly, is, to me, a task of "fearful magnitude & startling respon–
–sibility." But if I would win, for myself, a sheepskin & the honourable
title of "Bachelor of Arts" I must e'en brace myself to the task.
The week has passed with very little adventure of any kind. Dr
Mitchell, a short time since, received a very fine selection of
Galvanic & Electro-Magnetic instruments & on Wednesday, he
showed the class some striking experiments. Several young
ladies of the village were present & the Dr. remarked that we
could pay no higher compliment to a young lady than to call
her an Electro-Magnet. & Rufus(174) went to Ned's last
night—they wanted me to go with them, but I had "some fish to fry."
Slade, Yance, Gooly, Turner, Hack(175), Pink & myself, Nat Hunt
& his fiddle went, Fishing last night—Pink & some others went
by the "King-dom" & brought Em with them to the Fishery . Some Philo's
were there among whom was Pool McClese, big Rice(176) & Pete
Holmes with his sore toe, but they very prudently, kept in the
back-ground. Yesterday a negro was hung at Hillsboro(177) —a
goodly number of students were there & several of them came by,
& stopped at the Fishery , to have some some fun, before their
return to college. We had a mighty red-dance & upon the
whole, it was about the worst that ever I staid all night at
anybody's house, to see a pretty girl. We left before 10. oclock

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& coming to Em's, she gave us cold potatoes & the best pickles
I have eaten for some time. Snag Allison & the Phi's fished all night
& S—g caught a gudgeon & perhaps something else that he would
rather not have caught. My room-mate hung to E— like a
leach. This evening I received a letter from Laura, informing
me that our own family were well, but that sickness was abroad
in the land. It announced the death of Jno L Hargrave of our
town & also of Albert McNeely of Mocksville.(178) She says that
she has a great variety of jellies, preserves & other good eatables
& also plenty of excellent blackberry wine for me when I get
home. Lafayette's vacation comes on shortly & I tremble for
the consequences if he comes in contact with the above articles
—the wine more especially. Laura also says that Mrs Foster
intends giving me a party this winter vacation—good.
I long for it to come—I'll have some fun or burst right
wide open. No absences at all this week except from
church. In my report that was sent home Laura informs
me that I am marked as absent once from prayers, twice from
church & not at all from recitation.


This record was made on Sunday, "meo more,"(179)
the 10nth day of Oct. & in No 23 of the west,
"meo manu."(180)


Yesterday Gov Jno Owen
of Bladen, died at Pittsboro, as pure a man, says
Gov Swain, as he ever knew.

Transcribed on Tuesday 12th}

Notes

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174. Though remains unidentified, "Rufus" is probably Rufus Clay Barringer (1821-1895) of Cabarrus County, NC.

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175. "Hack," probably a nickname, remains unidentified.

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176. Two students by the name of Rice were members of the Philanthropic Society during this period, though neither received a degree. Jemison (or Jameson) W. and William D., both from Eutaw, AL, entered the University in 1841. William left Chapel Hill in 1842; Jemison, in 1843.

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177. "Anderson Mayho, the negro convicted at the last term of our Superior Court of the murder of his wife, was executed in this place on Saturday last, pursuant to his sentence" ( Hillsborough Recorder 14 October 1841:3)

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178. Albert Cowan McNeely of Mocksville, NC, entered Davidson College in 1839, joined the Philanthropic Society, and would have graduated in 1843. The Davidson College Semi-Centennial Catalogue , published in 1891, lists McNeely's death date as 1840 (78).

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169. " meo more": Latin for "as is my custom."

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180. "meo manu": Latin for "by my hand"

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[October 17, 1841]


On Monday the Senior Class commenced the study of
Abercrombie's Mental Philosophy.(181) The 1st chap. takes up & refutes the
doctrine of materialism. They contend that the mind is matter
& argue from that, that it will be resolved into its constitutent parts
by death, like the body. Thus they entirely destroy the doctrine
of a future state & make man, the noblest work of nature, like
the beasts that perish. The Gov. remarked at recitation, "That
the proper study of mankind, is man";(182) but, says he, the principal
study of young men is woman. On that night I went hunting
but learning by some means, that Pete expected an opossum
supper at his room about 8, O.C, I retraced my steps. Tuesday
I wrote to my father. Tom Slade, Phi Henderson & myself went
hunting on Wednesday night with my old friends Jack & Bowman.
Peter also was with us. We soon became tired of hunting & retur–
–ned home after catching one 'possum. Jack continued to
hunt & I understand, caught 2 more, in a very short time.
We also "met a 'possum in the road" that night,—Slade bought
it & sitting down by the road-side, amid the glare of torch–
–es, we ate it with as much zest as if t'were at a royal banquet
Friday I wrote to Laura, in reply to two letters of hers.
On Monday I had my head examined by a Phrenologist.
He is both deaf & dumb. He has been about college
several days & nearly all the students are getting
their bumps felt. I believe in the science to some
entent, but not to the degree that it has been carried.
He has hit my character & disposition in some things
but in others, I think he has erred. Here is his report.

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Phrenological Report(183)

Amativeness = 4 Philoprogenitiveness 4 Concentrativeness(184) 3 Constructivness 3 Adhesiveness 4 Acquisitiveness 3+ Secretiveness 3+ Combativeness 3 Destructiveness 3 Self Esteem 3 Love of approbation 4 Benevolence 4 Veneration 3 Firmness 3 ½ Conscientiousness 3 Cautiousness 4 Hope 3 Wit 3 ½ Wonder 3+ Ideality 3+ Imitation 2 Individuality 3 ½ Eventuality 3 Locality 3+ Number 4 Order 3 + Time 3 Tune 3 ½ Language 3 ½ Form 3 Weight 3 Size 3 Color 4 Comparison 3+ Causality 4 Perception 3 ½(185)

Scale from 1 to 5


2 stands for small, 3. medium, 4 large, 5 very large
Yours is a very good head, in point of intellect respect–
–able, moral faculties quite good, passions moderate,
You have some taste for light reading, paintings, poetry
&c &c, You are cautious, your temperament is nervous and
active, You are not a great hoper, You are rather disposed
to look on the dark side of things, or in other words not a sanguine
calculator, Your mathematical talents are middling, You
are fond of music but no musician, firm without
being stubborn, You set just about a proper value on money
sometimes lack self-confidence—

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You are a well disposed, reflecting, peaceable, benevolent
orderly young man, with good intellectual powers—

Quaere. What profession should I study?

Ans, No particular one is indicated by your head.


Ques, Will I make a good husband? Yes, but disposed
to be jealous—


Woodward.
Phrenologist

Mrs Nunn has had corn regularly for dinner until the last day or two.


Last night I went over & slept with Alfred. When I
went to prayers this morning, the first object that met my
astonished gaze, was a great calf, stationed in the
desk occupied by Ralph & the Judge, when calling
the roll. It was amusing to see the astonishment(186) of
the fellows & hear their expressions of surprize, when
their eyes fell upon the calf, that had been so unexpect–
–edly elevated to the office of roll-caller. Pink raised
his hands & the interjection(187) "Good God Almighty"
broke spontaneously from his lips. T. Turner gazed
for a moment & says he "Good morning, Sir" Big
Smith(188) raised a great horse-laugh & nearly every
fellow as he came in, had some remarks more or less
on the subject. Not one of them perceived Ralph, who
had cheerfully resigned his seat in favour of the present
occupant & was seated in a somewhat humbler situation. Prof.
Green made a speech & said that he could not worship God in a house so
desecrated. I went to church to day for a rarity. Done on Sunday 17nth Oct.

Notes

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181. John Abercrombie, Inquiries Concerning the Intellectual Powers, and the Investigation of Truth, with additions and Explanations to Adapt the Work to the Use of Schools and Academies , by Jacob Abbott (Boston: Otis, Boarders, [1833]).

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182. Alexander Pope, An Essay on Man (1733): "Know then thyself, presume not God to scan;/ The proper study of mankind is man."

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183. The report is written in the hand of the phrenologist "Woodward," who remains unidentified. Now considered a pseudo-science, phrenology was popular in the first half of the nineteenth century. Developed by the German physician Franz Joseph Gall (1758-1828), it was extended to the United States through the work of >Gall's collaborator, Johann Spurzheim (1776-1832), and the American brothers, Lorenzo Niles Fowler (1811-1896) and Orson Squire Fowler (1809-87). Phrenologists claim to be able to map the bumps on various regions of a person's skull and thereby identify traits within a person's character. Woodward's list of 36 characteristics closely matches the 35 faculties appearing in George Combe, System of Phrenology (1825); however, in contrast to Woodward's five-point scale, Combe uses a nine-point scale to denote the gradations of size in the different cerebral organs that corresponded to different aptitudes and character traits (van Wyhe).

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184. Woodward neglected to cross the first t in Concentrativeness.

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185. Two squiggly vertical lines separate the three columns.

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186. Dusenbery wrote astonishment on top of th.

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187. Dusenbery wrote interjection on top of expr.

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188. Possibly John Baptist Smith.

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[October 24, 1841]


Oct 24th. Procrastination, that bane of thousands has been
whispering in my ear all the week that there is time enough yet
to write my speech & so eagerly have I listened to her syren voice
that, my oration is scarcely begun. How fast the weeks glide away
vacation will soon be here & then—well what then?—God grant
that nothing may happen which shall sadden the meeting with friends & all
I hold most dear—May the meeting be a happy one & may my
fond anticipations of pleasure be amply realized. Last
night witnessed the disruption of the singing-school—I attended
& obtained an introduction to Miss Mildred Pratt & of course
saw her safely home. I received another letter from Griffin
on Wednesday, informing me that he had seen Mary & told
her all that I wrote to him about. She wants to see me
very bad & insists on my writing to her, but that I shall
never do. Her father does not intend to move away this
fall & I shall probably see her next vacation. If so I trem
–ble for her virtue, if indeed she has any—of which there are
many doubts. My passions are unused to restraint & she
is so warm—so passionate & withal so yielding in
her disposition that I see no way of escape, without com
–mitting the unpardonable sin against love & gallantry.
It is not in my nature to thwat the inclinations of melting
maids. I retired from church to day. No other
absences. I wrote to my father this week.

Done on Sunday 24th Oct 1841.

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Song

Twas on the merry month of May, The sweetest in the year; A damsel, beautiful & gay Went to a river clear. Fol, da, diddle, lol, &&
So neat she sat in the myrtle shade, Where she had passed all weather, With sparkling eyes, around she gazed, For she had a mind for to bathe her. Fol, da diddle, &&&
And when she saw there was no one near, To see her nakedness, She pulled her clothes off, one by one, Herself she did undress. Fol. da diddle. &&
She turned over, on her back to swim, So neat she spread Job's banner, If Job in heaven, had have been a man I'm sure he'd a fell down on her. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Fol, da diddle, &&&
There was a young man standing by, Who had often been to woo her, He pulled his clothes off manfully And springing in, swam to her Fol. do diddle, &&
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She gave a srove & down she dove He bought her up again, He carried her over to the other shore, O! then, O! then, O! then. Fol da diddle &&
O! God! said she, I am undone, Unless you'll marry me, Before to-morrow's rising sun Shines on me(189) & thee. Fol. d diddle &&
Yes, Madam, I will constant be, While blood flows in my veins We'l join our hands in Hymen's bands Get married, & do it again. Fol, da diddle, lol, lol, lol da didde la.

Notes

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189. Dusenbery wrote me on top of thee.

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On the lake where droops the willow,(190) Long time ago; Where the rock threw back the billow.(191) Brighter than snow. There dwelt a maid, beloved & cherished, By high & low, But with Autumn's leaf she perished, Long time ago. Rock & tree & flowing water, Long time ago, Bird & bee & blossom taught her Love's spell to know. While to my fond words she listened, Murmuring low, Tenderly her blue-eyes glistened, Long time ago. Mingled were our hearts forever Long time ago,(192) Can I now forget her? Never, No! lost one, No!. To her grave these tears are given Ever to flow, She's the star I missed from heaven, Long time ago.(193)

Notes

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190. The poem, "Near the Lake," was written by George Pope Morris (1802-1864), a successful journalist, editor, playwright, and poet. The poem was set to music by Charles Edward Horn (1786-1849) and published as a popular song in 1839.

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191. Dusenbery wrote this line as well as "Brighter" in the next line on top of words that he subsequently erased: "Dwelt a maid, beloved & cherished,/By high" on top of unrecovered characters.

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192. Dusenbery began the line at the left margin with "Can I now" but then erased the words and indented "Long time ago."

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193. Dusenbery neglected to cross the t in time.

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[October 31, 1841]


Oct 31st==At the recitation in Mental Philosophy on Monday
the Gov. defined wit to be "The discovery of hidden resemblances" & imagina–
–tion to be "The unreal combination of real things." Tuesday morning
was cold & bracing to the nerves—it awakened new life within me
& recalled thoughts of hunting & skating & hog-killing & every thing
associated with a winter vacation. At breakfast Mrs Nunn met
us at the door & in a manner so polite & dignified, motioned us to
the sideboard, whereon was placed honey & a full decanter, that
it was not in our hearts to slight the kind invitation. The exciting
beverage contributed still more to whet our already sharpened ap–
–petites & when at length we were seated around a table which
groaned beneath a load of delicious substantials, the biscuits
& butter & beefsteaks & other indispensables, disappeared in a
manner most marvellous to behold. By Thursday's mail I
received a letter from Lafayette in answer to mine, written a short
time ago. He is now at home spending his vacation. The boy
has transferred to me, all his claims upon(194) the fair damsel over
the way & professes to care no more for the girls than for "the
dust that is blown about by the winds of heaven." Jemmy
"says he" "let me warn you from running into their snares for on
them many a promising youth has been wrecked." Fayette's idea
of being wrecked in a snare, is, by the way, quite a novel one.
Prof. Gretter(195) of the Caldwell Institute(196), was on the Hill du–
–ring the first part of the week. I went to see him at Prof.
Phillips's & had a long chat with those two mathematical
prodigies, in old Bull's study. I had cigars & we all smoked.

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Yesterday Colvert & Faison of the Phi's & Wimbush of the Di's
were sent off for ringing the bell the night previous.(197)
I received a letter to day from my father, containing
twenty dollars, through the politeness of ar Alexander.
Also one by the mail from George Rounsaville containing
all the news. Among other things Mr. Conrad married
his third wife, on Thursday night, in the person of Miss Betsy
Nicholson, the sister of his late wife.(198) George says that Mrs
Caldcleugh intends removing to her house in town as soon as
"her wheat is sown." Also that Cousin Saml(199) has just returned
crest-fallen from a visit to Shuck's. Poor Sam. My Senior
Speech which has lain so long in embryo is now slowly pro–
–gressing. I snapped(200) from church to day & Alfred answered
for me. No other absences.

Oct 31st 1841.

Notes

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194. Dusenbery wrote upon on top of th.

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195. Rev. John A. Gretter, a Presbyterian minister and graduate of the University of Virginia, was teaching mathematics at the Caldwell Institute in Greensboro, NC, by November 1837 (Coon 174) and received an MA degree from the University in 1840.

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196. The Caldwell Institute was founded by the Orange Presbytery in 1836 and represents the second classical academy and preparatory school by that name in Greensboro, NC. (The first was established by Rev. David Caldwell in 1767 and closed in 1822). Named for Joseph Caldwell, a Presbyterian minister and president of the University of North Carolina, the school was first taught by Rev. Alexander Wilson and Silas C. Lindsay. The school was moved to Hillsborough, NC, in 1845 in the wake of a typhoid epidemic (Smith 137).

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197. Faculty minutes for October 30, 1841, make no mention of Henry William Faison but suggest that Samuel James Calvert and James Alexander Wimbush were suspended:

Mr Calvert of the Freshman and Mr Wimbush of the Sophomore were called before the Faculty. It appeared that about 11 O'clock last night some one commenced ringing the bell, which was accompanied with violent and continued shouting, and that this disturbance was continued with intervals until about 3 'Oclock this morning, after pains had been taken at an early period to disseminate intelligence that there were two persons in the village lying dangerously ill. In the course of the night the door of the Servants room was forced open and the lock of the Belfry broken.

About twelve oclock these two individuals were seen in the Campus under suspicious circumstances. They both admitted that they shouted, but denied ringing the Bell, both stated that they were with the dress on, worn by the persons who were seen by a member of the Faculty ringing the Bell, and Mr Wimbish admitted that he had been drinking ardent spirits early in the night but not to excess: They stated that they put on the clothes of the real culprit for the purpose of screning a friend from detection and Mr Wimbish accounted for running from a member of theFaculty on the same principle[.]

Mr Wimbish was detected under the circumstances above related after he had been warned by a member of the Faculty that he was violating a law of the Institution in being out of his room after the ringing of the 8 Oclock bell. (1:22-23, University Archives, Wilson Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill) In a meeting on November 12, 1841, the faculty considered "applications" for Wimbish's reinstatement from his father and Dr. Craddock of Halifax, VA. "In consideration whereof as well as of concessions, and promises on his part his sentence was reversed, but not to take effect before the Commencement of the next session" (1:24, University Archives, Wilson Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill). Wimbish was readmitted on March 5, 1842 (Faculty Minutes 1:45, University Archives, Wilson Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill).

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198. Joseph Conrad, Sr. (1791-1873), married Mary Catherine Weaver (1798-1837) in 1814; they were the parents of Peter (1815-1842), William (1817-1850), John William (1820-1878), Joseph Jr. (1836-1899), Mary Elizabeth (1837-1838), and Wilhelmina (1823-1883). In 1839 Joseph Conrad, Sr., wed Mary Nicholson (1802-1840), who bore him a son, James N. (1840-1904). After Mary's death, Conrad.married her sister, Elizabeth Nicholson (1816-1883), in 1841; she bore him three children: Catherine (1842-1917) and twins Mary (1845-1858) and Edward (1845-1920).

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199. Probably Samuel Rounsaville Brevard.

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200. "snapped": a "snap" was an excused absence from class or other duties granted to students by a faculty member. When students "snapped" or "cut" class, prayers, or church without permission, the absence was not excused.

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[November 7, 1841]


Nov. 7nth The last week has passed away almost unconsci–
–ously. I forgot to take notice of events as they occurred & now I
can scarcely recal any thing to note down in this weeks record.
On Thursday, however, Peter Alfred & myself, each received a
letter from Lexington. A & myself went to P's room(201) at night &
we all compared notes. The letters referred to the manner in
which we should reach home. P & A– were ordered to travel
by stage as far as Greensboro, where Aunt Mary, would send
a carriage to meet them. My father intends going to Synod
at Fayetteville(202) & will call by for me on his return & take
me home. My letter was from Augusta. She says that a
piece of news had just reached her—which was, that no less
a person than Miss Carolina Sowers(203) intended to give me a great
quilting sometime during next vacation. Hurrah for the
Dutch girls—Hurrah for the sweet, plump—rosy-cheek–
–ed one that I waited upon so gallantly last July. On
Friday I wrote to my father. There was no preaching
to day, from some cause or other. To night Turner, Pink
& myself took a walk out to Strayhorn's & staid about half
an hour. On getting up to leave, I snatched one burning kiss
from Nancy's pouting lips, at the imminent risk of getting
my pate mashed with the shovel. No absences during the
week.

November the 7nth 1841.

Notes

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201. According to the University catalogue, Peter King Rounsaville and Joseph Montrose Graham lived in Chapel Hill, NC, at the home of "Mr. Snipes," possibly Osborn Snipes, listed in the 1840 Orange County, NC, census as being between 40 and 50 years old and living close to the University campus.

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202. The Presbyterian Synod of North Carolina was established in Guilford County, NC, in 1814. James' father, Henry Rounsaville Dusenbery (1794-1852), was a charter member of the First Presbyterian Church in Lexington, NC, in 1827. He served as an elder in 1832 and was active in church affairs.

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203. Possibly Caroline Sowers.

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[November 15, 1841]


Nov. 15nth. Some time last week I forwarded to Miss Train, with
my most respectful compliments, the address, delivered at this place
by Mr. James Bruce, of Va.(204)


Part of the catalogues arrived, during the week.(205) The Seniors
received three apiece, for the present. I hooked five more,.
I handed my speech to Mr Green for correction, on Saturday
morning( & received it from his hands this evening, with a few
verbal corrections on the face of it. Pink also handed in his
at the same time & it was returned to him also this evening.
I went with Old Snag last night to Strayhorn's—there we
found [Gum] Steel(206) & Borden, who were doing their prettiest with
Nanny . Snag & I determined to outstay them & to that end(207), we
quietly threw ourselves upon the bed & composed ourselves to sleep.
They left about ten, o,clock & we were left undisputed masters
of the field. My part of the drama, was to keep the old woman
in chat while my companion paid his suit to the daughter.
I succeeded to admiration, but Snag, from some cause or other
failed in his attempts upon Nanny. We returned to our rooms
about an hour after midnight. I went to church on
Sunday. No absences this week.


Done on Monday the 15nth Nov. with the most
indifferent carelessness. — —

Notes

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204. James Cole Bruce, An address delivered before the alumni and graduating class of the University of North Carolina : at Chapel Hill, on the afternoon of June third, 1841 / by James C. Bruce, esq., of Halifax, Virginia. Raleigh: North Carolina Standard, 1841. Bruce (1806-1865), a member of the Philanthropic Society who had graduated from the University in 1825, spoke about the causes impeding the progress of American literature.

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205. Catalogue of the Trustees, Faculty, and Students of the University of North Carolina, September 1841 (Raleigh: Weston R. Gales, 1841).

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206. Probably Walter Leak Steele.

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207. The final d of end is written on top of unrecovered characters.

[124]

[November 21, 1841]


Nov. 21st. On Tuesday Alfred & Peter, each received letters
with the information, that my father could not call by for me
on his return from Fayetteville & that I must come home in the
stage to Greensboro. with A & P., where carriages would meet
us. Alf. & I sent off nearly all our catalogues to the girls in
Lexington. I have very nearly committed my speech to
memory. Its length is 5 pages of foolscap. Our class had
a meeting a short time since & it was resolved that we pe–
–tition the Faculty to permit us to speak at night, instead
of in the afternoon, as heretofore. The petition was granted.(208)
It was also resolved that each member of the class, should
contribute 50 cts for the purpose of providing an oyster
supper on the last night of the session, for the exclusive
benefit of the Senior Class. A committee of ways &
means was(209) appointed & instructed to provide also
plenty of wine & such like & to extract from each one
of the speakers, for the purpose of lighting the chapel
during speaking, either one sperm candle or a box of
tallow. On Friday evening the Faculty gave us a snap.(210)
Last night there was another frolic at the fishery. Girls
were scarce & I put on an old frock & we had a glorious
dance. Snag & Slade came very near fighting, about some
foolishness, but we prevailed on them to make friends,
after some tine. Came home about twelve, after breaking
down the old woman's bed & kicking up a pretty muct of a
dust. Pete received a letter this evening containing $15..00 for me.
No absences this week. Retired from church to day. Sunday 21st Nov.

Notes

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208. Facultyminutes for November 5, 1841, explain that "A petition from the Senr Class praying to be allowed to speak at night was received and granted" (1:23, University Archives, Wilson Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill). However, the faculty rejected a similar petition on April 8, 1842, then evidently granted the request, according to Dusenbery (April 17, 1842).

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209. Dusenbery wrote was on top of were.

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210. "a snap": an excused absence from class or other duties granted to students by a faculty member. When students "snapped" or "cut" class, prayers, or church without permission, the absence was not excused.

[125]

[November 27, 1841]


Saturday Nov. 27nth. The first part of the past week was devoted to the
examination exclusively.(211) That of the Senior Class ended on Tuesday
evening. Speaking commenced on that night. Lewis, Ruffin, Bryan Sum–
–merill, Haigh, J. Campbell, Hartwell & Pickens, I believe, were
the speakers. Barringer, Ruffin, Harriss, R. Campbell, Martin,
& Mullins spoke on the next night. Smith,(212) Dusenbery, Wilson
Tomlinson & Morrisey spoke on Thursday afternoon, in
consequence of the inclemency of the weather & the inconvenience
of walking after night. The Senior oyster supper came off
on Thursday night at Miss Nancy's. The class attended with–
–out a single exception, I believe; as might have been expected.
I left the hill that night in the stage, about 2 ’O.Clock, together
with Slade, Steel,(213) Phi Henderson, Snag, Peterr & Alfred. We
reached Greensboro. on Friday evening at 7.o.clock & I found
George Rounsaville & Mack had already arrived with carriages
to convey us home. The next morning Alfred, Peter & myself set
off for home. The rest were detained in Greensboro. We reached
home on Saturday evening about dark. Peter was unwell.
We had great eating at Mrs Nunm's during the examination
week. The above are only the bareitems of the events of the
week. I have not the inclination to enlarge upon them.


Done, in Lexington, in my own paternal mansion(214)
on Saturday night, the(215) 27nth of Nov. 1841.


Hayes & Tobe Johnson arrived here also this evening. Jack
is now here in this house & intends spending a day with me. Tobe wont.

Notes

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211. Examinations began on November 22, 1841, and ended on November 25, 1842. At least three faculty members were present during each examination. Seniors were examined only on November 22 and 23, on chemistry, natural history, technology, astronomy, the Medea in Greek, Charles the Twelfth, and the Henríade [by Voltaire] in French (Faculty Minutes 1:27, University Archives, Wilson Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hil).

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212. Possibly John Baptist Smith.

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213. Probably Walter Leak Steele.

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214. Dusenbery's home, built in 1837, still stands at 405 South Main Street in Lexington, NC. It forms the interior of the Piedmont Funeral Home.

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215. Dusenbery wrote the on top of & on.

[126]

[December 4, 1841]


On Sunday morning all the boys who were detained
in Greensboro except Steel passed through this place. Tobe Johnson left
Lexington immediately after breakfast that morning in
spite of cold & the consumption & my entreaties. Jack went
with me to church & knocked about until evening & he too
started off with a view of reaching Salisbury(216) that night
although it was snowing with a vengeance. Bulow Erwin
arrived on Sunday morning in the stage & remained in
Lexingtonuntil Tuesday morning. [Gum] Steel(217) passed
through on that morning. After breakfast I mounted my
horse, Stanly & paid a visit to the lead mines in com–
–pany with a Mr Woodruff, a New. Yorker, who is tak–
–ing the tour of all our largest Carolina mines with
a view of purchasing one & entering largely into the
business. Mr King informed me, that he had wrtten
the politest letter of which he was capable, to the D. S. [Dialectic Society]
in answer to theirs requesting a present of minerals,
& assuring them that he would with pleasure comply
with their request. We never received that letter.
We did not reach home until night. On Friday mor–
–ning J. Caldwell passed through—I did not see him.
I have spent the week in riding about & going back
& forth to the weavers for mother. Peter is yet
very sick. I have not as yet paid a single visit
for the purpose of seeing any of the girls.

Dec. 4th 1841.

Notes

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216. Salisbury, NC, lies 17 miles southwest of Lexington, NC.

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217. Probably Walter Leak Steele.

[127]

[December 11, 1841]


Dec 11nth. On Monday my father had a big corn shucking.
At night after the work was completed & while supper was
preparing I sent for A, Foster & some others & bringing the
negoes up into the yard we set them to dancing. I with,
with the other boys also chose our partners from among
the bright array of "Afric's sable daughters" & joined
the motley crew. All lights were extinguished. On
that night accident made Mrs F–(218) indebted to me
$2.00. The debt is a bad one & I shall probably never
call on her for payment. I spent Tuesday at
Old Mrs Paynes.(219) —took dinner at Dr. Paynes(220) on
Wednesday & supper at Mabry's.(221) I have spent
most of the week idly—principally in hunting
partridges—only caught 20 during the week.
I drove 5 birds & a hare into the net at the
same time. I wrote to Lafayette on Friday.
& sent him some books by the stage to present
to his Society. I wrote to Pink McBee to
day. Peter Rounsaville has been very sick since
his return home. His health is now getting
better & it is expected that it will be entirely
restored in a short time.

Done on Saturday the 11nth Dec 1841. Lexington.

Notes

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218. Probably Sarah Gaither Foster.

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219. Possibly Elizabeth Fearn Payne.

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220. Dr. C[harles] L[ee] Payne (1798?-1865), with whom Dusenbery later studied medicine.

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221. Possibly Elizabeth and John P. Mabry.

[128]

[December 18, 1841]


Dec 18nth. On Monday I went with my father to
Mocksville for the purpose of getting my commencement
suit made. Meroney had so much work on hand
that he was unable to make my clothes. I did not
see Mary. We returned on the evening of the same
day & had to travel about 8 miles of the way
during a severe & long continued rain, without
even an umbrella to shelter us—I having left mine
in Mockville. Tuesday was my birth-day(222) —memo–
–rable for the capture of 30 partridges & for
the completion of my twentieth year. On Thursday
Watson, Ham Hargrave, Wilsen(223), & myself went hun
–ting in the Jerseys(224). We went straight to Jno
Millers,(225) who has the best brandy in the county
Jno set out his decanter & after seeing us
hit it to our satisfaction, went to show us
where the birds were to be found. It was one
of these rainy drizzly(226), muddy days & we
brought home 74 birds. Mabry also was
along with his gun & shot a very large hawk.
About sun-down we returned to Miller's & took supper
& came home after dark. By the bye Jno Miller is a
doused clever fellow. I have been with the
girls a very little this week—became acquainted with
Frances Hogan.(227) Johnson the new tailor is making my clothes.

Done on Saturday the 18nth Dec 1841.

I shot 7 birdds & a rabbit to day in the snow. Of the birds there were 2 snipes.

Notes

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222. Dusenbery was born on December 14, 1821.

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223. Wilsen remains unidentified.

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224. "the Jerseys": Jersey Settlement, a former community in west Davidson County, NC, on the east bank of the Yadkin River, near present-day Linwood, NC. Named for its settlers in the 1750s, who came from New Jersey.

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225. Possibly John Miller.

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226. Dusenbery wrote drizzly on top of drizzy.

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227. Possibly Frances Eliza Hogan.

[129]

[December 25, 1841]


Christmas—Dec 25th. I have forgotten almost every
thing that has transpired during the week. On
one day Watson, Dickson(228) Jno & William Conrad, my
father & myself went hunting down to Jno Miller's(229)
again & caught 58 Birds. On Thursday I went
to Greensboro for the purpose of bringing Lafayette
home to spend his Christmas. It was a most dreary
day. The roads were worse, I believe, than ever I
saw them before & the rain fell without intermission.
I reached the Borough about dark. Alfred & I
packed up a box of cake, to be sent as a Christmas
present to McBee & I carried them with me &
put them on the stage at Greensboro. I saw
McNairy there & prevailed with him to spend his
Christmas in Lexington—accordingly, on the morrow
we set of & reached this place on that evening.
To day is Christmas, & a very unpleasant day it
is. We can'nt hunt & are obliged to confine
ourselves in a great measure within doors; I forgot to mention
that Cornelia Beard(230) was here all last week &
just took her leave on Monday. Jno Conrad & I
paid her a visit on Sunday night. The girl was
very much neglected. My father killed part of
his hogs on last Monday(231) —it was a great Jubilee
for the little negroes(232) & William.

Brought up to Saturday the 25th Dec 1841. Christmas

Notes

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228. Dickson remains unidentified

^

229. Possibly John Miller.

^

230. Possibly Cornelia J. Beard.

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231. Dusenbery wrote M on top of w at the beginning of Monday.

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232. Census records for 1840 indicate that the Dusenberys owned 23 slaves (14 males and 9 females).

[130]

[December 31, 1841]

Friday 31st Dec. 1841. It has been very muddy rainy
& disagreeable weather all the week. Mack has
had very little enjoyment I fear. I should have men–
–tioned in last week's record that on Christmas day
he & I went round & called on most of the young
ladies of our town & thus he became acquainted
with them. On Monday night Mrs Foster gave
a party. After supper several of us slipped out
& took a glass of Penry's Madeira & on our re–
–turn were prepared to go all lengths. I talk–
–ed soft to almost every girl in the house.
I had less alloy mixed with the enjoyment
of that night than ever I had before. I went
with Elizabeth Holt to the party—neglected her
while there & then escorted her home. McNairy
, Julius Foster, Fayette, Jno & Will. Conrad, Pete, George &
Henry Rounsaville, Lewis Holt & myself were
the male part of the assembly. By the bye I should
have recorded last week that L. Holt & his cousin
Eliza arrived here on Wednesday the 22nd(233) Dec, to
spend a few days at the Dr's. They returned home last
Tuesday. Fayette, Yance, Alfred Foster & I, caught 63
birds on Wednesday, down in the Jersey's(234). Fayette
returned to school this morning. McNairy also
took his leave.

Done on Friday the 31st Dec & last day of the present year.

Notes

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233. Dusenbery wrote 22 on top of 23.

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234. "the Jerseys": Jersey Settlement, a former community in west Davidson County, NC, on the east bank of the Yadkin River, near present-day Linwood, NC. Named for its settlers in the 1750s, who came from New Jersey.

[131]

[January 8, 1842]


Saturday 8th Jan. 1842. Last Saturday was the first day
of the new year. Perhaps I should here, say something of the
unprofitable manner in which I spent the year that has
just closed; but I have not the inclination,—or dilate upon
the rapid flight of time & the vanity of earthly enjoyments.
Had I any faith in making good resolutions, I would
here resolve & re-resolve to make more rapid improve–
–ments in knowledge, morality, & every virtue, but I
have so often failed to comply with former resolves
that I fear to make any more. My intentions are
for good & time must determine my actions.
On Wednesday the 5th, after spending a most pleasant
vacation, I entered the stage & set off on my return
to this place. Foster & Rounsaville accompanied me.
James Irwin, Phi Henderson & Alison were in the stage.
I spent the last few minutes of my stay in Lexington
at Dr Holts. Miss Elizabeth played "come to the sunset"(235)
for me on the piano—She is a glorious girl & perhaps
some day or other— —no matter what. Elvira too
played me a tune. I remained there as long as I dared. &
then(236) pressing their hands in silence I tore myself,
away. Hastily bidding farewell to our own family,
I took one long, last, lingering look of the dear
objects that clustered about the spot where I was
born & walked reluctanctly away. I reached here on
the next evening—procured board at Nuttall's(237) & am now prepared
for study.

Jan 8th 1842. Chapel Hill. No 23 of the West.(238)

Notes

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235. Possibly "Come to the sunset thee, or, The Tyrolese evening hymn," arranged by Francis Weiland and published in 1840.

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236. "& then" is written on top of I and several unrecovered characters.

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237. Probably James Nuttall, a Chapel Hill, NC, innkeeper who declared bankruptcy in August 1842 (Hillsborough Recorder 18 August 1842: 5)

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238. Two leaves immediately following this entry have been torn from the gathering along the gutter. They doubtless contained the entries for January 15 and January 22, 1842.

[132]

[January 30, 1842] (239)


Mary ['s] pallet un the sou[nds] of the
distant prayer-bell re-echoing among the hills
about the the depót. Pink & I after a hard race, reached
the chapel in time to answer to the second calling of our
names. When we went to prayers this morning, there were
two dead hogs in the chapel, & a dog—also dead, which some
infernal scamps had shot & placed there last night.(240) The dog
was lying in Ralph's Bull-pen & the hogs upon the elevated
platform, one on each side of the parson's desk. Some
fellow fellow remarked that it was a—dogged-hoggish
trick. I snapped(241) from church to day & McNairy answered
for me. No other absences during the week. Lewis Holt
received a box of cake from his cousin Eliza this evening &
probably she has sent me some too. I'll find out to-morrow.
I received a letter from Laura on Thursday.

Done here before our fire in No. 23 on Sunday
the 30eth Jan 1842.

Notes

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239. The top third of the page, encompassing approximately nine lines of text, has been torn out. Given the context, the missing lines describe another visit to the depót.

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240. Faculty minutes for May 2, 1842, record that J. P. Barnes was dismissed "for killing and conveying two of Dr Mitchell's hogs into the old chapel" (1:51, University Archives, Wilson Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill).

One of Ralph Graves' duties was to call the roll before morning prayers. "In the original seating arrangement [of Gerrard Hall], there was located in the centre of the hall a nave about 18 feet square which the students irreverently called the 'bull-pen.' This consisted of a semi-circular row of benches with backs so high that only the heads of the persons seated therein could be seen from the rear. Distinguished guests and speakers were seated in the 'bull-pen,' which accommodated about forty persons. A narrow passageway connected the 'bull-pen' with the speakers' stand, located at the west end of the hall. Occasionally the students would fasten a patient bull yearling in the nave; and perhaps from such incident the nave derived its common name" (Henderson 91)

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241."snapped": a "snap" was an excused absence from class or other duties granted to students by a faculty member. When students "snapped" or "cut" class, prayers, or church without permission, the absence was not excused.

[133]

[February 5 or 6, 1842]

unanim[ously] adopted.(242)


Whereas Miss Eliza Holt, of this county, has, in the overflowing
kindness of her beneficent heart, laid us under many & weighty
obligations, by sending us over a distance of 30 miles, a present
of most delicious cake: And whereas that favour was conferred
without any previous merit on our own part—therefore—


Resolved, 1st—That the thanks of our collective body are
justly due to that lady for her very welcome present.


Resolved, 2nd—That each one of us, individually, feels the
pressure of an eternal weight of gratitude, which he will
be proud to bear with him through life & from which
death, alone, can or shall relieve him.


Resolved 3d.—That there is nothing so well calculated to
cheer us onward in our collegiate course & incite to
high literary attainments, as the smiles & favours of
the fair: And that we now feel renewed confidence
to press upwards toward that glittering height—

  =="Whence Fame's proud temple shines afar."(243)

[134]


Resolved. 4thly. That a copy of these resolutions be sent
to the lady.

B. Y. McNairy Pres. James L. Dusenbery Sec ~A. G. Foster ~P. Rounsaville(244) Gallants General.


I have not yet sent Miss Eli[za] (245)
but expect to do so, in a fe
first of the week. I re[ceived] ,
I wrote to Jno Co[nrad]
of the Episcopal
This afternoon
bible recitati[on]
Red was
big tur[key]
after
night
th

Notes

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242. The top third of the page has been torn out, including the date of the entry; nevertheless, because Dusenbery customarily updated his journal on the weekends, the entry probably was written on Saturday or Sunday, February 5 or 6, 1842.

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243. James Beattie, The Minstrel; or, the Progress of Genius (1811): "Ah! who can tell how hard it is to climb/The steep where Fame's proud temple shines afar!"

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244. A brace enclosing the names of Foster and Rounsaville appears before "Gallants General." The signers of the resolution are Bartlett Yancy McNairy, James Lawrence Dusenbery, Alfred Gaither Foster, and Peter King Rounsaville.

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245. Approximately half of the page has been torn out of the journal. Only a few phrases along the left margin remain.

[135]

[February 13, 1842] (246)


Sunday 13nth. I wrote to Lafayette at Greensboro, the first of
the week. Pink left the depót in anger, some nights ago, at Em's
treatment of him ' has not been there since—. I continued to
go, but all to no purpose until last night. Walt has been
away all the week & some one has been over there every
night to set them up & prevent me from going to bed. Nat
H[un]t, a fool [, has] made her set up 'till day-break, 3 or 4
ess a few days since. On last
not set long before Hunt
[w]aited for time to leave,
go, determined that
[E]m to say whether
—then Hunt
visit her
what her
lled to go;
th & his
through-
my (247)

Notes

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246. Approximately half of the page has been torn out of the journal. Only a few phrases along the right margin remain.

^

247. The leaf immediately following this entry has been torn out of the journal at the gutter. It doubtless contained the entry for February 19 or 20, 1842.

[136]

[February 27, 1842]


Sunday 27th . Tuesday was the 22nd —the birthday of Washington. The
day was celebrated by the delivery of a speech by Morrisey (248) . The
procession formed in front of the S. B. & marched round by Caldwell's
monument, to the chapel. Mears was Marshall of the day.
The amount of liquor drank by the students was tremendous.
More than ⅔ds of college were intoxicated. Pink & I went over
to the [Old] East & were gloriously tight before breakfast. We kept
the thing hot throughout the day. Nutall had an excellent
dinner. Parson Green dined with us for the purpose, of preser–
–ving order & preventing us from drinking too much wine.
A member of the dined at each of the boarding houses
for the same purpose. (249) In the evening Mike [Elisha Mitchell] was passing
through the "Campus" & some drunken fellow cursed him
from Mc'Nairy's window. He came up & found the room
full of drunken students, while the sugar was scattered
about & the floor was drenched with the brandy which
had been spilled. He sat down & gave them a long talk
& went away, after giving them to understand that he would
report none of them. On Thursday, however, Dick , McNairy
Williamson , were called before the Faculty, at Mike's
instigation, & dismissed for three weeks. The two Polk's
were dismissed finally. (250) Moral - Jessie Irvine was sent off the
next day, for refusing to go up to Mr [Manuel] Fetter's table, to recite. (251)
On Friday Yance & Gooly set out on foot, for Moring's(252) —8
miles from the Hill on the Raleigh road , with the intention of
spending their three weeks there. About a dozen of us

[137]

accompanied them as far on their way as " Piny Prospect ". When
they reached Moring's, the looks of the place were not agree–
–able & an opportunity offering itself, they returned to the
Hill on the same day. At night Yance rode out to Johnson's
4 miles on the Hillsboro road & procured a very convenient
place, for a student to rusticate. (253) They moved out on yester–
–day. I went out with their baggage & helped them to fix up
their room. I was so well pleased with the place that I almost
wished that I were also dismissed. Their room is upon the
stage road, but they eat at Johnson's , whose house is ¾ths
of a mile distant. They have a gun with them & plenty of books,—
old Charley has 3 very comely daughters & in hunting, fishing
reading & keeping company with the ladies, no doubt their 3
weeks will pass away very pleasantly. Dick has gone home.
Our 3 d passage looks gloomy & desolate since they are all gone.
On the night of the 22 nd while I was yet high in the wind, I
started out to the Depót to see Miss Redness . On the way I met
Clinch , who had been to the Borough . He was so tight that
he could hardly sit in his sulkey. He pulled out a small
black juuk & I took a few swallows & went on my way
rejoicing. I staid at the Depót all night. Last night I went
again & staid until after 3. o.c. this morning. A few nights
ago I wrote a Temperance pledge for myself—signed it & nail–
–ed it up against the wall. In it I pledge myself to drink no liquor
before Senior reports are read out. Yance & Alfred(254) have also signed
it. Laura wrote to me this week.

Feb. 27 th 1842.

Notes

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248. Probably Thomas Junius Morisey (b. 1818). Some sources follow Dusenbery in spelling Morisey's name with two r s, but Morisey signs his own name to a composition written while he was a junior with only one r.

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249. The faculty agreed in a meeting on February 18, 1842, "That Prof s Green & Mitchell should see the boarding housekeepers and urge upon them the necessity of caution and moderation in regard to the kind and amount of intoxicating liquors furnished their boarders on the 22 nd Inst." ( ).

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250. Faculty minutes for February 24, 1842, confirm that Allen Jones Polk and Thomas G. Polk , both from Tennessee , were dismissed ( ). Though Allen Polk subsequently was readmitted, he was involved in additional misbehavior—blowing a trumpet during a "spree" and answering for absent individuals at prayers—and was dismissed again on September 20, 1842 ( ). Neither student received a degree. Both were members of the Dialectic Society and became planters.

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251. On February 25, 1842, " Jesse Irvine of the Sophomore Class was called before the Faculty, for persisting in his refusal to comply with Prof Fetter's requisition that he should come to the table whenever he called upon him to recite, and this too after an interview with Prof Hooper (See proceedings Feb. 18) and one with the President , the object of which was to induce his compliance with the regulation, the said Irvine was therefore unanimously dismissed" ( ).

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252. Moring’s: A tavern run by Elizabeth M. (1815-1874) and Alfred (1814-1903) Moring. The establishment was located approximately eight miles east of Chapel Hill, NC, and just south of the boundary between Durham and Chatham counties, between O’Kellys Chapel Road (SR 1731) and Highway 751.

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253. Charles Johnson operated a mill at New Hope Creek , east of present-day Blackwood Station and west of Patterson's mill.

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254. Probably Alfred Gaither Foster.

[138]

[March 6, 1842]


Sunday 6th March. I have been to the depót two or three times
this week. My journey thither on Friday night was an under–
–taking worthy of the famous knight of La Mancha.(255) The
gloom of Tartarus can not be darker than the night was
when I started. The whole face of the heavens, to the
very verge of the horizon, were obscured by one dense
, dark mass, which momentarily threatened to disgorge
its contents upon our earth. Aeolus too was abroad in
his might. I heard his howlings as he rode upon the storm.
But all this was not proof against the burning love—
the fierce desire, which raged within & urged me onward
"Amor vincit omnia"—"est vis immedicabilis, est rabies
insana."(256) On the way, I tore my cloak with briars, fell into
gulleys, stumbled over rocks & logs & was on the point of
stepping from(257) a high bank into the branch, when a flash
of lightning arrested my steps & showed me the locality of
the bridge. About midway the storm burst forth upon
me in all its fury, but by dint of wading & feeling, & by the
momentary glare of the lightning I at last reached the depót
—though wet & almost exausted. I did not get back to prayers, the
next morning. Last night Pink(258) & I hired horses to ride out to see Yan[ce]
& Gooly; We started, but met them at the Depót, on their way to colleg [e.]
We turned our horses & came back to college with them & flew
round(259) until pretty late. They returned to their place of so–
–journ, last night.

March 6th 1842.

Notes

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255. Miguel de Cervantes, Don Quijote de la Mancha (1605).

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256. "Amor vincit omnia"—"est vis immedicabilis, est rabies insana": Love conquers all—it is an incurable power; it is an insane madness. The words before the dash are a Latin proverb. Those following the dash appear in Robert Burton, The Anatomy of Melancholy , Third Partition, Section II, Member I (1621): "Est orcus ille, vis est immedicabilis, est rabies insana;'tis no virtuous habit this, but a vehement perturbation of the mind, a monster of nature, wit, and art . . . ."

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257. Dusenbery wrote from on top of on.

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258. According to faculty minutes for February 24, 1842, Bartlett Yancy McNairy, John Lea Williamson, and Robert Paine Dick, were suspended for three weeks for permitting students to drink "ardent spirits" in their room:

About 3 'Oclock in the afternoon of the 22nd Inst, as Dr Mitchell was going from his house to the Laboratory in the South Building, he was hailed from the passage of the third story of the South and of the West Building. Coarse epithets were applied to him. He passed on without seeming to notice them. On his return he was accosted rudely and profanely accompanied with threats of violence. He proceeded immediately to trace the disorder, which he did to the room occupied by Mssrs, Dick, McNairy, and Williamson, where about a dozen persons were assembled, for the purpose, as was admitted by all, of drinking ardent spirits, which had been procured and brought into the room[.]

The occupants disclaim, and the Faculty have confidence in the truth of their statement any participation in the disorder beyond the mere permission to others to use their room for an unlawful purpose. Mr McNairy was not present[.] Mr Dick and Mr Williamson were both sober, and are believed not to have tasted ardent spirits.

The Faculty, on viewing the premises in connexion with the late ordinances of the Trustees in regard to Intemperance, believed that the only option left them was between dismission and suspension. In consideration therefore of their previous good conduct, they were only suspended for three weeks from the above date. (1:42, University Archives, Wilson Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill)

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259. "Flew round": socialized, often with the purpose of ingratiating oneself with women.

[139]

[March 13, 1842]


March 13nth. Last Monday McBee was called a d—nd
fool by a freshman named Allison(260) & he knocked him over
, with a stick, for his trouble. The affair was settled by
A—s. begging Mc's pardon for calling him a fool & then
Pink asked forgiveness for striking him&a very cowardly
proceeding on the part of Allison, but it was his safest course
because the man had but few friends & even they were
worthless. Last night Mr Nic. Williams arrived at this
place with the body of his brother, the Hon. Lewis Williams
—member of Congress, from Surry, who died at Washington
about 10 days ago. Mr W– was the oldest member of the house,
having been a Congressman for 20 years. He became a
member of D. S.[Dialectic Society] in 1805. This morning a procession, composed
of the Faculty, students & villagers, formed in front of Miss
Nancy's & preceded the carriages to the outskirts of the
village, where the ranks opened & suffered them to pass
through. Six pall-bearers attended the carriage which
contained the corpse. The Di. Members wore crape on
the left arm & will continue to do so for 30 days.
I slept at the "Kingdom" on Thursday night & did not
get back to prayers next morning. Miss Redness was
in fine spirits. I was absent from church last Sabbath.
Debaters were elected on Friday night. They are C. Barbee, R Hill
Dick & J.P. Irwin(261) —not a "D v.v. among them.

Sunday 13nth 1842.

Notes

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260. Possibly Nicholas Faulcon Alston.

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261. The four Dialectic Society members that Dusenbery mentions were all juniors, elected on March 11, 1842, from among the four "classes" into which the Society was divided, with each class made up of first-year students, sophomores, juniors, and seniors. Dusenbery was assigned to the second class when he entered the Society and remained in that class until he graduated. The Junior Debate took place on May 31, 1842, the last meeting of the year, on the question "Should Immigration be restricted?" "The question was grandiloquently and eloquently debated and decided in the Negative" (Dialectic Society Minutes, Vol. 9, University Archives, Wilson Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill).

[140]

[March 20, 1842]


Sunday 20eth. I have been thrice to the depót this week.
On Friday night Em was from home & Red & I passed(262) a
a glorious night in her bed. On Tuesday night, Pink,
S. Phillips, S. Green, Irwin, Foster, Slade & myself, hired
horses & rode out to see Gooly & Yance.(263) The infernal
scamps were not at home, " on inquiry we found
that they had gone off to Hillsboro, but intended to
return that night. We sat down & played—bluff(264)
for 2 or 3 hours, but finding their return, still un–
–certain, we piled all the chairs upon their bed—stuffed
their boots with trash—wrote our names with the
smoke of a candle, upon the white washed ceiling
& in fine did all the mischief in our power. When
we came away we left upon the most conspicuous
object in the room a long list of resolutions, in which
among(265) many other things, we renounced their friend
–ship—cut their acquaintance & denounced them
in a most frightful manner for Swartwouting(266) from
their place of rustication. The time for which they
were exiled from these classick scenes, expired on
Thursday & on the next day they returned to No. 21 of
the West. Dick & Hayes were also restored to the 3d
passage on the same evening. Hayes brought me a letter
from my father, with $30..00 enclosed.

Sunday, March 20ieth

Notes

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262. Dusenbery wrote passed on top of unrecovered characters.

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263. The three-weeks' suspension of John Lea Williamson and Bartlett Yancy McNairy for permitting students to drink "ardent spirits" in their room ended on March 17, 1842.

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264. "bluff": poker.

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265. Dusenbery wrote among on top of we.

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266. Samuel Swartwout (1783-1856) was a land speculator and fund-raiser for the Texas Revolution. Born in New York, he supported Andrew Jackson for President and in 1829 received an appointment as a customs collector for New York City. In 1838, a year after Swartwout had left office and traveled to England to raise money on a coal property, he was accused of embezzling $1.2 million and fleeing the country. One of Swartwout's assistants was indicted for embezzlement, and a federal court reduced the amount that Swartwout owed. Swartwout forfeited his personal property to meet the debt and returned to the United States on the pledge that he would not be prosecuted. The public indignation at his perceived embezzlement of public funds, however, led to the expression "Swartwouting," stealing, then fleeing to avoid the consequences.

[141

[March 28, 1842]


March 28th. On Monday, just one week ago, I commenced
my Senior speech. The subject I have chosen is "The Charter Oak."(267)
It will be finished in a day or two. I went to see Red
two or three times during the week. On Friday, at 3.O.clock
in the evening, I left the Hill with Lewis Holt for the purpose
of accompaning him home & having a spree during Easter.
Pleasant also went home & Hunt & Long went with him.
We were mounted on fiery young chargers & all of us
started off together at full speed. Lewis & I parted
company with the rest about 7 miles before we reached
his grandfather's(268). It was past eight when we dismounted
at our journey's end. We found the old gentleman in good
health & spirits as also Miss Eliza & the whole family.
On Saturday, we strolled about until dinner & in the
evening Miss E— entertained—at least one of us.
Some part of the night was spent in dyeing Easter eggs.
I forgot to mention that in the evening we visited a Dutch
neighbor & his blooming daughter presented me with two
beautiful red eggs. On Sunday the family attended church
at a German Reformed meeting-house about 4 miles distant.
Of course I was the gallant cavalier who rode by Miss—
Eliza's palfrey. As we were returning from church, we
met Hunt & Long who had attended a singing school with
P. Holt & left him to ride over & see how Lewis & myself were
enjoying ourselves. They slept that night at Lewis's home & by
daylight next morning we were on our way to the Hill—. . .
My horse threw me over his head at Haw river. Monday 28th 1842.

Notes

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267. The Charter Oak, Connecticut's state tree, stood on the Wyllys estate in Hartford, CT, until 1856, when it was uprooted in a storm. Legend has it that, when Sir Edmund Andros, Governor-General of New England, demanded that the colonists surrender the royal charter in 1687, Captain Joseph Wadsworth hid the document in the tree.

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268. Probably the home of Michael Holt (1778-1842), who died a month later, on April 20, 1842. Lewis Bowen Holt's grandfather was Jeremiah Holt (1765-1817) and was already dead in 1842. Michael Holt was Jeremiah's cousin and Eliza Ann Holt's grandfather. The home in present-day Alamance County, NC, now houses the Alamance County Historical Museum.

[142]

[April 3, 1842]


April 3d. My speech was finished on Wednesday.—handed
to Mr Green on Thursday & returned to me on the following
day. Its length is only 3 pages, but short as it is, it cost
me more labour than any other composition, I ever at–
–tempted. Pink went to Raleigh the first of the week '
had, those broken front teeth of his, extracted. A great
many of the boys went to the Borough [Hillsborough] to see the Circus on
yesterday. Yance, Irwin, Long & myself chartered
Lewis's family carriage, driver & all, & travelled in
superior splendour. We put up at the tavern, drank
Madeira & splurged about town until supper. At dark
the Show began & we went in but Irwin was so tight
['] kept so much noise that I scarcely saw or heard
a thing. I was rather tight also & kept considerable
noise. I expected every moment that we would get
into a row. The clown said some right bad things,
[&] the Circus passed off as such performances usually
do. We went back to the tavern & Irwin began to
fly round(269). He would have more wine. He reared
& charged & wanted to fight. It was nearly midnight
when we started for home. We got Irwin in the car–
–riage with difficulty, then he wanted to drive & kept
such a noise, that the horses had to be held to keep
them from running away. I saw little Billy Kennedy(270)
in the Borough—he is going to the Raleigh convention.

Sunday April 3d 1842.

Notes

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269. "Fly round": socialize, often with the purpose of ingratiating oneself with women.

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270. Possibly William Londo Kenneday.

[143]

[April 9, 1842]


Sat. 9nth. Mary has left the depot & gone to live at
Herrings. Yance & I went out on Monday night. Mary did not act
to please me & I came away with a determination never to
see her again. On Thursday Robt Hargrave(271) passed through in
the stage, but I did not see him. His waggon also passed through
on its way to Raleigh to bring home some blooded stock & brought
Alfred & myself some clothes & eatables. On Friday night Gov.
Morehead staid at Miss Nancy's. Miss Elizabeth Grey & Miss Eliza
Mebane(272) were travelling with him on their way to Greensboro.
Myself & several others went down. Dr Saml Holt was also there.
After sitting some time Yance & I engaged the girls to visit the
halls next(273) morning. Accordingly we went down before breakfast
& escorted them thither. The Gov. showed us a half-dollar, fresh from
the mint, which he had been coined from silver obtained from Kings
mine in Davidson & which is the first North Carolina silver that
has ever yet been coined. On Monday the speakers were chosen.
Those who did not speak last session(274) are compelled to do so this,
with the exception of Hayes & Quince(275). Nine others were wanting to
complete the number & the lots fell upon Barringer, J & R Campbell,
Harriss, Hartwell, Lewis, Morrisey, Mullins & Ruffin. R. Campbell,
Hartwell, Lewis & Morrisey, obtained substitutes. They are respectively,
Smith, Summerell, Tomlinson & Dusenbery I finished "Ten thousand a
year"(276) this week, a novel of more than 500 pages.

Sat. April 9nth 1842.

Notes

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271. Probably Robert L. Hargrave.

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272. Possibly Mary Eliza Mebane. "Elizabeth Grey" may be Elizabeth S. Gray.

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273. Dusenbery wrote next on top of an unrecovered character.

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274. Dusenbery wrote session on top of unrecovered characters.

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275. Upper case Q has been written over lower case q.

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276. Samuel Warren, Ten Thousand a Year (1839).

[144]

[April 17, 1842]


Notwithstanding all my intentions to the contrary, I went out &
became reconciled to Mary. I know not how long it will last,
probably not more than a week or two. Robt Hargrave(277) remained on
the Hill from 10.o.c. in the morning until 5. in the evening on Monday
, it being too warm to travel with his cattle during the heat of the
midday. He had a genuine Durham bull & heifer, a Berkshire boar
& 2 sheep of a superior breed. He brought me a letter containing
620..00. After repeated petitions the Faculty consented to let us speak
at night. On Tuesday night the speakers were, Barringer, Caldwell
Holmes, Tomlinson & Ashe. On the next night, Ruffin, Smith, Jack
Harriss, Mullins & Coleman. I did not attend the speaking on
that night, but went to Herrings. On Thursday night, McBee
Bell, Spaight, J. Campbell, Summerell, Green & myself were
the speakers. On Friday night the Seniors were excused from
attendance on the hall, for the remainder of the session(278). After
society, Dewy & myself went to Herrings & did not return 'till
nearly day. Last night I finished "Oliver Twist,"(279) after sitting
up until nearly midnight. The consequence was that I snapped(280) from
prayers this morning. There is no preaching to day on account
of the rain. I wrote to my father& Laura on Monday, by Mr.
Hargrave. I know not how it is, but my journal has been
very much neglected all this session. Nothing but naked facts
are recorded, without a word of comment. I must really
take more interest in it for the future.

Sunday. 17nth April 1842.

Notes

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277. Probably Robert L. Hargrave.

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278. " moved, that the Seniors, be let off. from performing duties tonight & tomorrow—carried—Mr Dusenbury moved that the dissision of the house be taken whether the senior class is let off by law carried—" (Dialectic Society Minutes, April 15, 1842, Vol. 9, University Archives, Wilson Library, University of North at Chapel Hill)

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279. Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist (1839).

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280. "snapped": a "snap" was an excused absence from class or other duties granted to students by a faculty member. When students "snapped" or "cut" class, prayers, or church without permission, the absence was not excused.

[145]

[April 24, 1842]


Sunday 24th. The week has passed away without a single
incident occurring, to break the dull monotony of a College
life. I have been pretty busy all the time, but my reading
was wholly of a light nature. I read "James" last novel
"The Jaquerie"(281) & am now perusing "The Pickwick Papers."(282)
Peter Rounsaville has been a little unwell this week, being(283)
confined to his room for 2 or 3 days. I was not very well
myself for several days. On Friday night Slade moved
that diplomas be granted to McBee(284) & myself. It was
carried & we succeeded in obtaining very good one's.
Yesterday, Grier, Foster & I went fishing. We commenced about
a mile above Merritt's mill(285) & fished down—all the time
beneath the oppressive heat of a burning sun. We had
14 biscuits & fared plentifully if not sumptuously. We
caught nine pertch, a cat-fish & a variegated crowd
of little gudgeons, to insignificant to capitulate. We
went in a swimming & returned in time for supper.
Dr Wilson is on the Hill with his oldest daughter,—Miss Jane
& his sonAlexander. Yance & Gooly & S. Person are flying
round(286) with her & Boston & Cornelia Phillips.(287)


The ball-tickets have arrived—I shall send one to every
girl in Lexington or burst. Mr Wilson will preach
in the old chapel to night.

Done here in No 23. this the 24th day of April 1842.

Notes

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281. G[eorge] P[ayne] R[ainsford] James, The Jacquerie; or, the Lady and the Page: An Historical Romance (1841).

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282. Charles Dickens, The Posthumous Papers of the Pickwick Club (1836-1837).

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283. Dusenbery wrote being over unrecovered characters.

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284. Dialectic Society minutes for April 22, 1842, report, "There being no resolutions and regular motions coming on Motions were made that Diplomas be granted to Msrs Barringer, & Quincy Morisey, J Campbell , Dusenbury , Mc Bee , Harriss , Hayes , J B Smith , and S S Green . . . ."(Vol. 9, University Archives, Wilson Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill).

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285. Rev. William Henry Merritt (1788-1850), a Baptist preacher in Chapel Hill, NC, operated a flour mill on Morgan's Creek from the early 1800s until his death, at which time the mill went to his daughter Lucy and her husband, Rev. George Washington Purefoy (1808-1880), a farmer and influential, sometimes controversial, Baptist preacher. Eventually the mill washed downstream when Morgan's Creek flooded in 1923 (Vickers 50-51).

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286. "Fly round": socialize, often with the purpose of ingratiating oneself with women.

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287. The journal of Joseph John Summerell explains that "Boston" is the nickname of Marion Johnston (January 1, 1842).

[146]

[April 30, 1842]


Saturday. April 30eth. All the Dialectic members of the Senior
class have signed my "Diploma," but three—I did not ask
Ashe to do so, because he himself did not apply for a "Diploma,"
& Barringer(288) " Caldwell I do not speak to. The last
week was devoted to the final examination of our class, on
every study, but "Law." The Gov. wishes to examine us on
that, before the trustees & chief men of the state on Tuesday
of commencement. The final senior report was read out
at prayers this morning.(289) Bell, Bryan, Morisey & Quince
were entitled to draw for the valedictory. Quince
at his own request, was excused from speaking & Barring–
–er was appointed, though not entitled to any distinction.
Morrisey is the valedictorian, though the lot fell
upon Bell. Bryan drew the Latin speech.(290)


There is a species of cīcāda (grasshopper) vulgarly called
locusts which appears in great numbers about
once(291) in every 14 years. During that interval they remain deep
in the earth & only come to the surface for the purpose
of propagating their race & then of dying. Within the
last week or two they have made their appearance here
& the woods are now filled with their monotonous
chirpings. I have been unwell throughout the week
being, at intervals, afflicted with a severe headache
& "Bound in the belly" all the time.

April 30th 1842.

Notes

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288. Dusenbery wrote Barringer on top of Ashe.

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289. According to faculty minutes the last three weeks of April 1842 were devoted to the annual examinations of the senior class in all subjects except national and constitutional law. The annual examinations for the other three classes were held from May 22 to 31, 1842. President Swain completed the examination for the seniors on the morning of May 31, 1842, "in the presence of his Excellency Govr Morehead, and the following Gentlemen, members of the Board viz. Col Daniel, M. Barringer, Genl William A Blount and Chs Manly Esq." (1:57, 62, University Archives, Wilson Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill). John Motley Morehead was governor of North Carolina from 1841 to 1845 and served on the Board of Trustees from 1828 to 1866. Daniel Moreau Barringer was a member of the Board from 1832 to 1868; William Augustus Blount, from 1826 to 1857; and Charles Manly, from 1826 to 1868.

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290. Speeches at the 1842 Commencement were given by students who had earned first and second honors. In addition to the Latin Salutatory by Francis T. Bryan of Wake County, NC, and the Valedictory by Thomas J. Morisey of Clinton, NC, William A. Bellof Alabama gave a speech titled "Eloge de Louis Philippe"; Rufus Barringer spoke on "Principles of the Old Federal Party"; Joseph J. Summerell of Northampton, NC, spoke on "Obligations of Educated Men"; William H. Haigh of Fayetteville, NC, spoke on "Spirit of Reform"; William Figures Lewis of Edgecombe, NC, spoke on "Reciprocal Influence of Science and Religion"; William S. Mullins, of Fayetteville, NC, spoke on "Reverence for the Past"; and William F. Martin of Elizabeth City, NC, spoke on "The Middle Ages." Morisey and Barringer were members of the Dialectic Society; Bryan, Bell, Summerell, Haigh, Lewis, Mullins, and Martin were members of the Philanthropic Society (Battle 1:477).

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291. Dusenbery wrote once on top of every.

[147]

[May 8, 1842]


May 8th. Last sunday I came to the conclusion, that I could
not spend my senior vacation on the Hill & at the same
time enjoy my health—I had no inclination to read & was
wasting away beneath the pressure of ennui, which lay like
an incubus upon my spirits. There were many reasons which
induced me to visit home & I determined to do so & also to go
on foot, as it would save expence & probably be beneficial to
my health. I packed up some clothes in a box to be sent by the
stage & on Monday morning was just on the point of starting
when C. Phillips sent me word that he was going to Lexington in
a few days, in a buggie for the purpose of getting the specimens
which Mr King promised to the Dialectic Society & that he would
give me a seat. As I always have, rather, preferred riding to
walking, when the cost was the same, his offer of course was
accepted. S. Green had a desire to see the western part of
the state & agreed to bear us company. On Thursday we left the
Hill—travelled 30 miles—& passed the night at Long's.(292) None
of the boys were at home. We reached home the next day & to my
surprise, found that every one was expecting me. When we yet
lacked 7 miles of getting to Lex. I mounted Stephen's mule & pushed
on for the purpose of surprising the family & I felt cheap
when Fayette called out "There he is—on a mule" when I rode up
to the gate. I brought my ball-tickets with me, but have not yet
given them to the girls. Yesterday, Green, Phillips, Fayette & myself went to
the mines—King treated us very politely—gave us a handsome present of
specimens for Society & an excellent dinner & I renewed my acquaintance with his
wife & above all with his daughter Triphenia. Lexington—Sunday 8th 1842.

Notes

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292. Possibly the home of John Long, Jr. in Randolph County, NC.

[148]

[May 15, 1842]


Sunday. 15nth. Phillips, Green & I were invited to tea at Mr
Rankin's on Monday evening. There I became acquainted
with Julia Hogan & Miss Montgomery,(293) a niece of Dr Payne's.
On Tuesday eve G. & I took a ride with the girls. They were
Eliz. & Elv. Holt, Jane Hillyard, Laura & Miss Montgomery.
We rode nearly 5 miles along the Mockville road. Fayett[e]
& John Holt rode with us—the former on Green's mule.
P. & G. started home on Wednesday morning in spite of all
I could say & notwithstanding Mrs Payne had sent them
invitations to a party, to be given by her that evening, in
compliment to her niece.(294) Mrs Payne's soiréé passed off
with a zest unparallelled in the annals of Lexington
She had assembled in her parlour the elité of our town.
There were professional gentlemen not a few. It was
court-week & the bar contributed to swell our numbers.
I have never before seen so respectable an assemblage
of gentlemen, at a party, in our village. I, have
given ball tickets to the Misses, Caldcleugh, Augusta, Frances
& Henrietta,(295) Jane Hilyard, Sarah Mabry, Laura & Amelia Foster
Eliz. & Elv. Holt, Eliz. Grey(296) & Miss Montgomery. I yet have
one for Wilelmina Conrad who is now in Greensboro. I also
gave tickets to Saml Gaither & Dr Holt. I caught a young
rabbit this week & gave it to Amelia for a pet. Fayette &
Watson & I went hunting Sat. & caught 4 young crows. I brought
2 home & intend to try to tame them. I wrote to Alfred
by Green.

May 15nth 1842.

Notes

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293. Possibly Julia Virginia Hogan , Possibly Eliza L. Montgomery.

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294. Possibly Eliza L. Montgomery.

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295. Frances and Henrietta remain unidentified.

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296. Possibly Elizabeth S. Gray.

[149]

[May 22, 1842]


Sunday 22nd. I have fished & hunted this week with indif–
–ferent success. I shot 6 squirrels on one day that I went down
to Jno Miller's.(297) On Wednesday evening I went out to Jacob Craver's(298)
, 5 miles on the Mocksville road, & collected eight dollars &
twenty cents for my father, which is the first money I have ever
collected for him. It was the balance on a note of $75..00 which
Craver had given to Tom Crump(299) & he paid it every cent in
silver. On Friday evening I went with some girls to get straw–
–berries. We had picked a fine quantity & were returning
when we were overtaken in a tremendous storm. We had
umbrellas but they afforded very little protection. We huddled
together under the big oak at the mouth of the lane this side of
Andrew Sink's & stood the brunt of the storm for near 2 hours.
Night was coming on apace & we thought it better to start for
home & brave the raging elements, than to remain where we
were. Every step was through deep mud & water & by the
time we reached the suburbs of Lex. we looked like drowned
rats indeed. Just there Fayette met us with a vehicle—all
crowded into it & were driven into town—truly it was
a splendid sight—much better than a menagerie.
Every window was thrown up as we passed & the merry
laugh at our expense reverberated along the street.
On that morning I received a letter from Pink & Alf.
I replied to it by the mail of next morning. My crows
are both dead "Sic transit gloria mundi."(300)

Lexington May 22nd 1842.

Notes

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297. Possibly John Miller.

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298. Probably Jacob Craver.

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299. Possibly Thomas C. Crump.

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300. "Sic transit gloria mundi": Latin for "Thus passes the glory of the world."

[150]

[May 27, 1842]


Friday 27th.(301) On Tuesday I went with Dr. Johnson up to H. People's,(302)
on the river, to have a fishing spree with him. I rode Mr Adam's
horse & on the way, he stumbled & threw me entirely over
his head, without at-all injuring me. After dinner we began
to fish with a splendid new seine & with the expectation of glo–
–rious success, but there soon came up a tremendous storm
& compelled us to desist. We were wet all over & as a considerable
time elapsed before we could change our clothes I caught a
very severe cold in consequence. Thursday evening after supper
I walked with Laura & Eliza Montgomery(303) to the grave-yeard.
It was in the dim twilight & their superstitious fears did
not permit them to wander long among the mouldering
tombs of the silent dead. I felt strongly disposed to
steal away & crouch down in the dark shadow of one of those
cedars, to see how they would act, when they found themselves
alone & at such an hour, on haunted ground. We returned
& went to the Temperance meeting. There I was called upon
by Mr Kearnes & Dr Johnson(304) to make a speech & on my
declining, on the ground, that I was not a member of the society
the fools publicly called on me to sign the pledge. I was
indignant—but what could I do? If I refused to join & without
assigning a reason every body would say that I loved liquor. I did refuse
however, but remarked, that I did so, not because I was opposed
to temperance, but because I saw indications that the society
would not last & that I would not join an association of so ephem–
–eral a character. I received a letter from Pink & Alf. this morning.
Dr Holt & Elizabeth [started] to commencement this morning. Friday 27th 1842 (305)

Notes

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301. Dusenbery wrote 27 on top of 28.

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302. Dr. Johnson remains unidentified.

Possibly Halbard J. Peoples.

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303. Possibly Eliza L. Montgomery.

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304. Possibly John Kearns.

Dr. Johnson remains unidentified.

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305. Dusenbery wrote 27 on top of 28.

[151]

[June 7, 1842]


On Saturday the 28 th of May [1842] I set out on my return to the
Hill to attend commencement & receive my diploma. Laura
accompanied me, & Fayette also, as far as Greensboro , where
he is at s c hool. We passed the night in G. [Greensboro] at Mrs Moring's , & after break–
–fast the next morning Jacob drove us down to Mr Holt's
& we spent the remainder of the Sabbath & the night following
with Miss Eliza Holt . There we found the Dr . & Miss Elizabeth , at
Edwin Holt's . About 10 on Monday morning we all set out again,
the Dr . having prevailed upon his brother Edwin to go with him
to the Hill . We travelled in company, about 6 miles, to Dr Mike
Holt's , where we found - Dr Sam l Holt who had also agreed
to go to the Hill . There Laura & I seperated from the rest, & went
on direct to the Hill , while the Dr & his company went on
by Hillsboro , where he had some business to transact. Laura
was invited to Prof. [James] Phillip's , but she remained there for only
a short time on account of the severe sickness of Miss Jane Wilson, (306)
who was staying there. Dr [Elisha] Mitchell invited her to his house &
there she remained during our stay at C. Hill . On Monday evening
Prof. [William] Green , who had been solicited by our class to deliver to us
a parting sermon, preached to us in the new chapel, from this
text,=="Remember this & prove yourselves men&.==. On
Tuesday morning our class was examined on Law by Gov. Swain
in the presence of Charles Manly , D. M. Barringer & several
other highly intelligent gentlemen. In the evening Dr Mitchell
who wished to have some amusement, called together the Sen–
–iors & proposed that some of the class should take the

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&Nitrous Oxide& or exilarating gas. It was administered
in the grove just behind the S. B. [South Building] & students & visitors were
all, there assembled. Those of my class who took it were
Ashe , Morrisey , Mullins , Quince & Summerell . All showed
a disposition to fight but Morrisey & Summerell —the former
did nothing but walk about & look as if he were searching
for a stump upon which to mount to make a speech, &
the other jumped up, smacked his feet together & said he
felt glorious. Ashe was the most pugnacious man of
them all—he first jumped upon J. P. Irwin & tore the skirt
of his coat nearly off & he then threw himself upon me
so suddenly that I could not get out of his way & was
obliged to fight in self-defense. Neither of us were
hurt for Dick's gas soon "–frez–z out" & then
of course the scuffle ended. That night the Fresh com–
–petitors declaimed. Also about 4 that evening Miss
Wilson died. Dr Holt reached the Hill also on that eve.
Wednesday morning was set apart for the delivery of Mr
Mason's address but as that gentleman, on account of urgent
business, could not be present Dr Mitchell devoted the time
to a lecture & the exhibition of some experiments, on Electro
Magnetism. The evening of that day was devoted to the
interment of the body of Miss Wilson . It was brought to the
chapel where a long & very solemn & impressive sermon
was preached by Prof. Phillips . Thence it was carried to
the college burial place & there interred. A numerous
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concourse of people attended the body to the grave—
the students behaved with becoming solemnity & both they
& the strangers who were present appeared to sympathise deeply with the bereaved father & sister by (307) the solemn &
respectful manner in which they performed the last sad
rites to the body of their beloved relative.


On Wed. night the Soph. comp ets . declaimed— Fauks was
one of them. On Thursday morning the speakers were
Bryan , who spoke the Latin, Summerell , Barringer
Haigh & Lewis —in the evening Bell spoke first, a
French speech " Elogé de Louis Phillipe ." After him
Mullins & Marten (308) & then the degrees were conferred.
A very neat bible was given to each member of the class
together with his diploma. (309) R. Campbell , Dusenbery &
Green were called up & received their diploma's
together. The reports were read out before degrees
were conferred— Alfred Foster & Bellanfant received
3 d in the Soph. Morrisey then delivered his vale–
–dictory & Mr Green closed the exercises with
prayer after a short speech (310) from Gov. Morehead .
At night the ball came off. Very few young ladies
attended. I went over & danced the first cotillion with
Augusta Rounsaville who also was at Commencement.
I paid very little attention to the ladies. Once I
walked with Elizabeth Holt & once with Miss Jackson
from Pittsboro . On Friday morning I left the Hill

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bringing with me McBee & Foster . Laura was
very kindly treated at Dr Mitchell's & on leaving I gave
Miss Ellen all my plants. Mr [Charles] Phillips kept my horses
during my stay. A few miles from the Hill I overtook
Dr Holt's cavalcade. In the carriage were Miss
Elizabeth, Sam & Lewis Holt & , in the
Buggie Dr Holt & his brother Edwin & P. Holt & Mr
Harden,(311) a relation were on horseback. 12 miles
from the Hill we stopped to rest our horses & take
refreshments. Just then Peter Rounsavill &Augusta
overtook us & also drew up. Each carriage brought
forward its quota of provisions & joined them
in one harmonious whole. There was the greater
part of a boiled ham, fried ham, chicken & every
variety of cake. We obtained fodder for our horses
& knives & forks for ourselves from Mr Thomson's
A spring was close by‖we wanted for nothing &
the whole of us, 13 in number, exclusive of Jacob &
Andy(312) who afterwards ate to their soul's content,
made a most sumptuous & plentiful repast.
We rose from dinner, lighted cigars & went on
in high spirits. Dr Holt & his brother Edwin rode in
the buggie, McBee, Foster & Lewis Holt in our car–
–riage & Sam Holt, > & myself in the Dr's with
Miss E.—. We reached Edwin Holt's by sundown
& all passed the night there.

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Next morning (Saturday) Miss Eliza gave us an early
break-fast, put us up a snack & we went on our
way rejoicing. Four miles on the other side of Greensboro,
we stopped & partook of Miss E's– snack. It consisted
of a most abundant supply of ham, both boiled &
fried, cold chicken, dried beef & a variety of cake
for desert. Such a meal, in such a place was
really romantic. We only stopped in G– for a few
minutes to buy cigars "et cetera." I paid Fayette's
debts, amounting to 15 dollars. We reached Brummel's
(313) a little after dark & all obtained lodging though it
was a tight squeeze. I had either to sleep with young
Brummel or Pete Rounsaville— I chose the former.
Sunday morning early we left B's & reachedLex.
to breakfast. The western fellows had passed
the night at Mabry's(314) & had just departed. Pink &
went to church in the morning—also at night & slept
the whole time. On Monday Alf & I went with him
to the factory(315) & also over to Dr Holt's. On that
evening Slade, McNairy & Bellanfant arrived.
Turner did not come. Cuffee & Yance staid with
me & Pink all night & Fauks went with Alf. They
are all on their way to take a grand tour through
the western mountains of N. Carolina. I was not pre–
–pared & Fauks agreed to wait until to-morrow
morning for me—that I might get prepared to go

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with them. All the rest left together about 7.O.C.
this moring—Pink travels in the stage. T. Davis also
left this morning in the stage for Salisbury. Dr Holt brought
him with him from C, Hill & he has spent a day or two
with us. Alf went with Fauks to the Factory to day.
John took dinner with me & soon after Alf came
down & we went over to the Dr's & set for 2 hours.
Alf invited John, Pete & I to take supper with him
this evening—we went & there met Miss Frances Rank[in]
Miss S. Marbry & Miss Montgomery.(316) The girls played
finely on the piano & we passed a very pleasant
time. I came home with Miss Montgomery —she
is a very interesting girl.


Here ends the record of my senior year.
In the morning I start with Bellanfant for Lincoln
–ton, where I shall meet Slade, McBee & McNairy
& from that place of rendevous our tour will comm–
–ence.


Concluded here in my father's house, in the
north room on the east(317) side of the passage at
11.O.C. precisely, at night, on this, the 7nth of June
eighteen hundred & forty two.


Fauks is asleep & breathing heavily—my own
eyelids are getting heavy & I too will shortly be on
my way to join him in the glorious land of Nod.

June 7nth 1842.

11 at night.

Notes

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306. When Jane contracted cholera on a trip she was making with her father from Raleigh to Greensboro , they stopped in Chapel Hill . Rev. Wilson's June 1, 1842, letter to his wife in Greensboro informs her of their daughter's death:

What reason we have at all times to submit to the will of a Father of infinite wisdom. It has pleased him to take to himself our dear Jane . She departed this life yesterday the 31st May at fifteen minutes past 4 O'c P. M. in peace, composure, self-possession, literally fast asleep in the arms of Jesus . For several hours before her death she was perfectly sensible of the approach of the King of terrors , but he had no terrors for her, she was trusting in the Lord Jehovah as her everlasting help & Saviour . [. . .] I thought it best to inter her here in the public burying ground in a pleasant place by the side of a daughter of - Rev D r Chapman & a M r [Charles A.] Brewster a pious man from N. York . Her funeral sermon was preached by Bro. Phillips in the College Chapel to an immense congregation who gave breathless attention. I shall ask Bro. Ph. to write out a copy for you. Alice has been enabled by the blessing of God to sustain the shock beyond expectation—There were a great many of our old friends present at the funeral. The body was carried to the graveyard by Bro. Ps two sons Mr Strazzi , & several of the old students of the Cald. Institute . Every one seemed to sympathise with us & oh Bro. P. has prayd so fervently that you and all the family might be sustained in this trial of our faith. ( (Heartt and Wilson Papers, SHC) )

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307. Dusenbery wrote b on top of &.

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308. William Sidney Mullins spoke on the "Reverence for the Past"; William Francis Martin (d. 1880), on "The Middle Ages."

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309. The commencement of 1842 was the first at which Bibles autographed by Gov. Swain were presented to each graduate (Battle 1:475).

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310. Dusenbery wrote speech on top of pra.

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311. Possibly Daniel C. Harden.

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312. Probably slaves.

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313. Brummell’s Inn in Davidson County, NC, five miles west of High Point, NC, beside a branch of Rich Fork Creek, was a popular stop on the old stage road. It was run by Jacob (d. 1841) and Susannah Daniel (b. 1777) Brummell. "Jacob Brummell bought the property from the Paynes around 1814 in what was then Rowan County" .

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314. Possibly Elizabeth and John P. Mabry.

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315. Lexington, NC, was the site of the Lexington Cotton Factory, established in 1837 to produce cotton yarn, sheeting, and skirting. It burned down in 1844 and was not rebuilt.

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316. Possibly Frances Mebane Rankin, Sarah Mabry, and Eliza L. Montgomery.

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317. Dusenbery wrote east on top of west.

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I commenced the study of medicine on, I think,
the last day of June 1842(318) under Dr C. L Payne &
took the degree of MD. at the University of Pennsylvania
on the 4th of April "/45.(319) I hung out my shingle in
my native town of Lexington early in the month of June following.
About the middle of Jan. /46 I went to Statesville.(320)

Notes

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318. Dusenbery wrote 2 on top of 5.

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319. According to records in the University Archives at the University of Pennsylvania, Dusenbery entered the Medical Department in 1843 and received his MD degree, as he states, on April 4, 1845. The subject of his medical school graduating essay was "Empiricism."

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320. The 1850 census indicates that Dusenbery was living in Iredell County, probably in Statesville, NC, in the home of physician David Chambers, age 60, and 29-year-old P. B. Chambers, a farmer. Statesville, NC, is located 43 miles west of Lexington, NC. By 1852 Dusenbery appears to have returned to Lexington, NC. In a September 12, 1852, letter, George Kinney, writing to his father from Lexington, reported, "Jerry [Adderton] has bought the Rounsaville house for a dwelling house. James P. Stimpson, Shff., and James Dusenberry have put a new drug store at Henley's old stand" (Sink and Mathews 83). Dusenbery served as a surgeon in the Confederate army, then returned to Lexington, NC. The 1870 census rolls show him living in Davidson County, NC, and from 1874 until 1877 he served as a UNC trustee. He died on February 24, 1886, and is buried in the Lexington City Cemetery. He never married.

Dusenbery's postscript ends on the last leaf of a gathering. The first two leaves of the next gathering have been cut from the journal, and the third leaf and the recto of the fourth leaf are blank.

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Copy of
Correspondence with Miss Mary S. . . . . .

Letter No. 1.

Dear James


I have no doubt you looked for a note from me
last night, but I know you will not think hard of my not writing
when you know the cause, Be assured Dr. if I did not write I
am thinking about you continually. Dear James I must see
you at the first of week at Mrs Ramsour's —be sure and meet
me, I cannot be separated from you so long again if it possibly
can be helped, as you are the only person in existence that loves
me now. Dr do not think that because I did not write to
you that I was about to forget you, that never can be until
I think that you have ceased to love me & perhaps not then.
Sunday evening as it is I am compelled to write a note to my
Dearest as I have no other time that I can be wholly alone

Yours forever— Mary.

No. 2.—

Dear James


I cannot see you this evening. Mrs A—x—r(321) is here with me &
Bettie(322) is going to the country to-morrow evening & if you wish to see me you must
either go after Bettie yourself or send some one Thursday morning & you can see
me that evening. Dr be sure and do that for you do not know how much I
wish to see you—let me know this evening what you intend doing

from your devoted Mary continued

Notes

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321. Possibly Nancy Cecelia Simonton Alexander.

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322. Possibly Elizabeth Ramsour.

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Letter No 1—

Dearest Mary

I am

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Continued.

No. 3.


Dr—I am at Mrs. R—rs & she is gone & would be happy
to see you, if you can come down—bring Lafayette with you—come soon

Yours forever Mary.

No 4.

Dear James


I received your sister's(323) note yesterday evening & was
very much surprised that you did not write & let me know what
your Father said—from what Miss Bettie(324) told me, I think that
he is opposed to it—if he is we must never meet again and I shall
leave this country never more to return. I should like to hear
from you soon.

Yours Mary.

Notes

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323. Dusenbery had three sisters: Laura Ann (b. 1826), Cornelia Lydia (1831-1887), and Mary Elizabeth (1836-1883).

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324. Possibly Elizabeth Ramsour.

No. 5.

Dear James


I heard yesterday evening that you were very
much offended with . . . is it so or not? I cannot believe it until I
hear it from your own lips. I know that, I did wrong, but
Dear James will you not forgive me! I wish to see you this
evening if you can call conveniently.

Your ever true and devoted Mary.

No. 6.

Tuscaloosa Jan 20th 1848

Dr Dusenbery


I hope you will excuse me, for not having written to
you sooner, but I have been waiting for a letter from my uncle. Dr we
never can be married & if you wish the engagement to be broken
off now you must send me back my ring & notes back as soon as you
get my note. I see no use of being engaged any longer when we(325)

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never can be married. I have no doubt it pains me as much
as it does you, but it must be done—so fare well perhaps forever

Yours Mary.

Notes

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325. The verso of this page is blank, and the letter continues on the recto of the next page.

Tuscaloosa April 25th 1848.

No. 7

Once Dear James now Dr J. D.


I have no doubt you will be very
much surprised upon receiving a letter from me, but Dr I hope
you do not think I have forgotten you—no I love you the
same as ever but we can do nothing but love; I am compelled
to send your notes back, but will you permit me to keepthe
ring—you may have mine & keep it while you live. Look
at it often and think of Mary . Dr I have one request to ask
of you—that is please to have your likeness taken and send it
to me—it shall be worn next to my heart forever, grant this
one request—it grieved me much to discard you, but I was
compelled to do it—write to me very soon and send my notes
back—when you write get Bettie(326) or some other friend to send your
letter to the post office. Dr much as I love you yet I can never
look at you again, for I have treated you too badly, but I
sincerely beg your pardon for it—I fully intended to marry you
when I engaged myself to you—forgive me for sending you
such a badly written letter, once any thing from your Mary would
do, how it is now I cannot tell—the same still I hope

from , Mary S.

P.S. Please write soon & send your likeness as soon after as possible—

continued(327)

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questions have been asked whether I had any letters
but they did not say any thing about a likeness & they
will not ask me now—it is too late. Dr please leave States–
–ville before I return as we must never meet there again.
I often sit & think of the pleasures passed by and console
myself with the thought, that if we meet no more on earth
there is a home above where parting is no more.

I pray God we may meet there

Farewell & if forever Fare thee well. So mote it be.(328)

Notes

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326. Possibly Elizabeth Ramsour.

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327. The verso of this page is blank, and the letter continues on the recto of the next page.

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328. "So mote it be": "So may it be." The letter ends on the recto of this page. The verso and fifteen subsequent pages are blank. Three leaves between the pages numbered [177] and [178] have been cut out of the gathering along the gutter.