This evening the streets were
thronged with men, women and children all acting crazy as if they had
not the remotest idea where they were or what they were doing. Atwater
block was beautifully lighted and the band was playing in front of it.
On the square they fired guns, and bonfires were lighted in the streets.
Gov. Clark's house was lighted from the very garret and they had a
transparency in front, with "Richmond" on it, which Fred Thompson made.
We didn't even light "our other candle," for Grandmother said she
preferred to keep Saturday night and pity and pray for the poor
suffering, wounded soldiers, who are so apt to be forgotten in the hour
of victory.

_Sunday Evening, April_ 9.--There were great crowds at church this
morning. Dr. Daggett's text was from Prov. 18: 10: "The name of the Lord
is a strong tower; the righteous runneth into it, and is safe." It was a
very fine sermon. They sang hymns relating to our country and Dr.
Daggett's prayers were full of thanksgiving. Mr. Noah T. Clarke had the
chapel decorated with flags and opened the Sunday School by singing,
"Marching On," "My Country, 'tis of Thee," "The Star Spangled Banner,"
"Glory, Hallelujah," etc. Hon. Wm. H. Lamport talked very pleasantly and
paid a very touching tribute to the memory of the boys, who had gone out
to defend their country, who would never come "marching home again." He
lost his only son, 18 years old (in the 126th), about two years ago. I
sat near Mary and Emma Wheeler and felt so sorry for them. They could
not sing.

_Monday Morning, April_ 10.--"Whether I am in the body, or out of the
body, I know not, but one thing I know," Lee has surrendered! and all
the people seem crazy in consequence. The bells are ringing, boys and
girls, men and women are running through the streets wild with
excitement; the flags are all flying, one from the top of our church,
and such a "hurrah boys" generally, I never dreamed of. We were quietly
eating our breakfast this morning about 7 o'clock, when our church bell
commenced to ring, then the Methodist bell, and now all the bells in
town are ringing. Mr. Noah T. Clarke ran by, all excitement, and I don't
believe he knows where he is. No school to-day. I saw Capt. Aldrich
passing, so I rushed to the window and he waved his hat. I raised the
window and asked him what was the matter? He came to the front door
where I met him and he almost shook my hand off and said, "The war is
over. We have Lee's surre