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Dec. 23-29
Sunday but no church. Visitors all day. At night at Mr. Woods. The beaux are Messers Charles Wood, Terrel and Whitehead and Oh what a stiff set we all are. One might suppose we had dined on four barrels washed down with ram rod tea. Spend Xmas Eve with Kate at Cousin Fieldings [Lewis]. A pleasant time playing games and dancing. Stay until after 12 o'clock so we have an opportunity of claiming Xmas gifts.
Xmas Day very disagreeable. Raining hard. We are expected at Cousin Fieldings and go in spite of the bad weather and enjoy ourselves. Leave early in the evening for Mr. Woods where there is to be a party. A very small company in consequence of the bad evening.
Have a charming time. The girls all complain very much of a certain young man (J. W.) [Joe Woods]. He is too fond of squeezing hands. If he would only confine his attentions to any one of us, the rest, no doubt would feel envious, but he is not at all partial. Meet with some more students. One of them, Mr. Brooks, plays delightfully on the piano. Kate goes back to Cousin Mary's [Lewis] with us. She is quite sick. Joe W. pops in about dark and spends the night. [On the 28th] a party at Cousin John Lewis'. Kate is too sick to go and Lizzie Wood's father thinks her too young to go to such places without him. We are afraid it will be dull but on arriving we are revived by hearing that there are several young ladies expected from Mr. "Devil Jack" Michies." We are nearly dyked when the Michie party arrive. Oh the fuss and talk. We soon leave them and find our way to the parlor where there are two distinct sets of beaux, our acquaintances and the gentlemen who accompanied the Michie party. At first we seemed not at all inclined to mix but Cousin John insisted that we should be introduced to the Devil himself so we had to give in. Without my flattering myself, I must say ours was the most aristocratic looking part of the crowd. Had a very pleasant evening; danced until 2 o'clock.[AM] The opposite faction afforded us a great deal of amusement. Mr. Whitehead, our champion. A quarrel between two of the gents which ends in one of them taking his leave before the reels come off. [The next day] get back to Locust Hall in time for dinner. A quiet evening. This is the winding up of Xmas. Talk over the events of the last week. Conclude that Mr. Michie's party acted very foolishly, that a certain gent made a goose of himself and that some of us would like kisses for "our Joe" and that we enjoyed ourselves superlatively. We were invited to Mr. D.J. Michie's to a dance but decline as it is Saturday night.
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