Friday, Feb. 7

Lucty is painting a beautiful bouquet of flowers.  Mr. Burgess and Maggie called.  The Cairo gun boats have gone up the Tennessee; indications of a stirring time in that region.

Thursday, Feb. 6

James Bailey came down just after dinner and told us that Mr. John Scott was to be buried in our grave yard this afternoon at two o'clock.  Kate, Nancy, little Annie and I went in the buggy and waited at Mr. Dickey's till the train bearing the funeral arrived.  The corpse of Sergeant Scott was attended by fifty soldiers in uniform, five or six captains and lieutenants.  The drummers and fifers played a dead march as they followed the bier which was attended by the soldiers as bearers, and followed first by the chaplain of the 77th regiment, Rev. W. Pearce and Mr. Wakefield of whose church the deceased was a member.  Next came a file of soldiers with arms reversed, then the mourners and a large number of persons from Harmar and Warren.  At the grave the dirge continued while the coffin was lowered.  When Mr. Wakefield had made a few remarks, then a file of soldiers were drawn up on each side of the grave over which three volleys were fired, after which the procession re-formed and returned to the cars.  This is the first military funeral I ever saw.  The soldiers who attended were from Capt. Titus' company of the 63".
Lucy came down on the evening train.  Kate went with Mrs. Dickey and called on Mrs. Cobb.

Wednesday, Feb. 5

Mr. Burgess here    he has been away several days attending a Sacramental meeting in Mr. Gibsons Church near Chillicothe -- he says he doubts whether he will go there again    he thinks Mr. Gibson apprehended that it will compromise himself if Mr. Burgess goes there.  -- he says he cannot commune with the people here who listen to ministers who preach Geology, which is infidelity  -- he would have no fellowship with those who believe in digging through the earth at Columbus the well of Salvation -- &c.
Maggie here to dinner.  Mrs. James Scott sent down for a black bonnet and shawl to wear tomorrow to the funeral of Mr. John Scott.  Mr. and Mrs. Lyman Hart spent the evening here.  


Peggy's comments:
I am working primarily from a typescript of Julia Cutler's journal, but I have read through the original and compared it to the typescript.  The original journals have been passed down in the family and for a time were in the possession of "little Sarah" Cutler, who in 1862 was six years old.  Later, the journals were in the possession of Mary Frances Dawes Beach (Rufus Dawes' daughter).  Other family members may have read through them, but Sarah Cutler and Mary Dawes Beach seemed to have handled them the most.

The typescript I'm using was made by Mary Frances Dawes Beach and it is remarkably true to the original.  However, when Mary Dawes Beach typed from the original, she occasionally omitted a name or a line or two.  This seems to have been a deliberate omission on her part.  Sometimes the omission of a name was when Julia was referring to someone she deemed a "traitor".  Perhaps Mary Frances, who worked on this while living in Marietta, didn't want to offend any relatives of the family who might still live there.  A few times she left out a line that referred to household work done by an employee of the Cutlers.

Occasionally in the originals there are passages that are erased, scribbled over, or covered with another piece of paper that has been glued over the original.  I don't know if Julia did this herself or if someone else wanted these passages obliterated.

The opening segment of today's entry has a single line drawn through the original.  I suspect that Mary Dawes Beach thought this particular entry was disrespectful to Rev. Burgess.  Rev. Burgess was somewhat a character, quite flamboyant, a bit radical in his beliefs.  He was 76 in 1862 and often visited the Cutlers because he was married to Lizzie Cutler's mother.

Tuesday, Feb. 4

Painted on Bengal rose.  Nancy went to Tunnel station to do some shopping.  Sun came out pleasantly toward evening.  Snow has not melted much today.  
This evening Kate received a letter from Ephraim.  He says he has been very busy making payrolls for the regiment, which he says is a great labor.  He has been to Columbus on regimental business lately.  Doctor L. Fulton goes to the 53" as Captain.  Dr. J. W. Fulton has been Quartermaster from the first.  These two brothers married daughters of brother Charles.  Geo. E. Cutler, Charles' only son is a 1st Lieutenant in the same regiment and Ephraim C. Dawes is Adjutant.
This egiment is still at Camp Diamond in Jackson Co.  We shall feel an especial interest in the fortunes of the 53rd.  I hope that they may not be sent to Kansas but God knows what is best.
Mr. John Scott, Jr. of Harmar, son of John Scott of Warren died today of brain fever at Camp Dennison.  He leaves a large family unprovided for.  One son, William is a Lieutenant in the 77th.  Col Hilderbrand's regiment.  Mr. Scott was an orderly sergeant in the same regiment.
We received a package of flower seeds from Washington this evening.  I also had a letter from Annie Dean.


Peggy's comments:
The Tunnel station was a station on the Rail Road around which there were some shops.  Nancy worked for the Cutlers.

This entry is full of news about the extended family:

Kate Dawes, Julia's niece who lived with the Cutlers, frequently wrote to her brothers Rufus and Ephraim Dawes, who were with the Sixth Wisconsin and the Fifty-Third Ohio respectively.

Brother Charles was Charles Cutler who was Julia's half-brother.  I'm not sure which of Charles' daughters married the Fulton brothers.

The flower seeds were probably sent to Julia from William Cutler who was in Congress.

Annie Dean was the daughter of Gulliver Dean and Mary Polly Cutler (Mary was a half-sister of Julia's).

Monday, Feb. 3

Snowed last night.  Had our cistern cleaned.  We are anxious to hear from Ephraim, fear he may be sick.

Sabbath, Feb. 2

Mr. Scott preached a good practical discourse on the exercise of faith.  The roads are in a worse condition than they have been this winter.  The bridge next below us is impassable for carriages.

Saturday, Feb. 1

We expected Lucy this morning but she did not come.