[John Milton Binckley, June 1859 Travel Diary, page 25. Many thanks to William Myers, Mary Davy, Sally Young and Sue Davis for their ongoing research collaboration; specifically to William for providing scans of the original document, and in turn many thanks to Peter Johnston Binckley and Patricia D'Arcy "Trish" Binckley (1951-2007), at the source. This is my rough transcription. Extra paragraph breaks inserted for easier reading.]
[continued] morbid apprehension and initiation.
The morning is beautiful, & the town roofs gleam with almost a splendor in the sun. Beyond this place, the country continues broken and rugged, resembling much the Hocking country.
Feeling that I might be able to do so, I court a small cat nap. Am uncertain whether in an hour's trial, succeeded at all.
Tunnels. They are lighting the Camps. The mile tunnel is therefore near.
Out of tobacco, here behind a plain genteel old man. Take the liberty to ask him for a supply. He furnishes if promptly. Find him Mr. Scott of near Fredericksburg Va on way to Kansas. Knows several I know.
Here we go through a lovely region, all golden with the beauties of morn. Pretty cold. I retire to a corner seat, and looking out, muse.
Mary's daguerreotype, tunnel now & then casts my [?] and [?] into darkness, only a moment, & I emerge with them, I with the smile of Mary still upon me from the picture. Well, sure Enough, I am a foolish lover.
[To be continued.]
[John Milton Binckley (1831-1878).
Mary = Mary Louisa Mitchell/Michel (1838-1930)]
[continued] morbid apprehension and initiation.
The morning is beautiful, & the town roofs gleam with almost a splendor in the sun. Beyond this place, the country continues broken and rugged, resembling much the Hocking country.
Feeling that I might be able to do so, I court a small cat nap. Am uncertain whether in an hour's trial, succeeded at all.
Tunnels. They are lighting the Camps. The mile tunnel is therefore near.
Out of tobacco, here behind a plain genteel old man. Take the liberty to ask him for a supply. He furnishes if promptly. Find him Mr. Scott of near Fredericksburg Va on way to Kansas. Knows several I know.
Here we go through a lovely region, all golden with the beauties of morn. Pretty cold. I retire to a corner seat, and looking out, muse.
Mary's daguerreotype, tunnel now & then casts my [?] and [?] into darkness, only a moment, & I emerge with them, I with the smile of Mary still upon me from the picture. Well, sure Enough, I am a foolish lover.
[To be continued.]
[John Milton Binckley (1831-1878).
Mary = Mary Louisa Mitchell/Michel (1838-1930)]
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