William King Diary Entry
Cobb County, Georgia
31st. Aug’t. 1864.
All quiet this morning, no fighting last night, I understand the provisions at Marietta are being rapidly removed to the front, fearing some attack on the place. The Cars always pass with large guards, the town said to be well fortified, with cannons in position. I went to the picket station this morning to see the Country People & Soldiers trading, not much doing, only one Wagon in, they come a long way with but little to exchange, & get less, but provisions must be had. I told the Soldiers if they did not trade more liberally the Country People would not bring in their little supplies. Preparatory to my anticipated visit to Roswell on my way Home, I am trying to select & pick up a Horse out of the many abandoned ones which are all over the fields & woods. I want one strong enough to carry me, but it must not be too good, to prevent its being taken from me on the Road. [torn] now even under lock & keys.
A poor family Mrs. Rogers &c. [torn] about 7 miles from here and about 7 miles West of Vinings Station [torn] she gave me a terrible account of the sufferings of the families in her neighborhood from the Federal Foraging parties who are constantly coming among them, taking every little thing could find, and very often what was not wanted by them would be destroyed, that the day before yesterday a party of 7 were in the neighborhood but not more than 2 miles to her House, insulting the Women & taking & destroying every thing they could find, tearing up Bed & family Clothing, throughing away provisions & Butter Milk which they could not take away. Soon after a party of our men came upon them & took the whole party & took them off, & she heard from their neighbors that as our men were seen afterwards with the horses & no prisoners they thought the 7 poor wretches had been killed. She told me that the Yankees has burnt her Uncles (D. Daniels) dwelling House. These foraging parties commit many wanton & cruel depredations, keeping alive those bad feelings which will perpetuate this sad war.
I went to Mrs. McC’s this afternoon, there I saw a soldier who told me that one of their soldiers had been taken during the day about 5 Miles on the Powder Spring Road. Gen’l McArthur sent me a pass to come & see him in town, he is Comman’t of the district. I had made application to him for a passport to go into the Southern Lines. I will see him tomorrow.
From Documenting the American South- UNC Chapel Hill