Not quite twenty-years old, Sarah Morgan began her diary in January 1862, nine months after the start of the Civil War. She writes of her many brothers, the turmoil of the devasted South and events of the war. For the first time, the entire diary has been published unabridged.

The private and public writings in this volume reveal the early relationship between renowned Civil War diarist Sarah Morgan (1842-1909) and her future husband, Francis Warrington Dawson (1840-1889). Gathered here is a selection of their letters along with various articles that Morgan wrote anonymously for the Charleston News and Courier, which Dawson owned and edited. In January 1873 Morgan met Frank Dawson, an English expatriate, Confederate veteran, and newspaperman. By then Morgan had left her native Louisiana and was living near Columbia, South Carolina, with her younger brother, James Morris Morgan. When Sarah Morgan and Frank Dawson met, he was mourning the recent death of his first wife. She, in turn, was still grieving over her family’s many wartime losses. The couple’s relationship came to encompass both the personal and the professional. To free Morgan from an unhappy dependence on her brother, Dawson urged her to write professionally for his paper. During 1873 Morgan wrote more than seventy pieces on such topics as French and Spanish politics, race relations, the insanity plea, funerals, and fashion gossip---editorials that caused a sensation in Charleston. Only after attaining financial independence through her secret newspaper career did Morgan marry Frank Dawson, in 1874. Morgan’s commentary gives us a candid portrayal of the way one southern woman viewed her postwar world---even as she struggled to find her place in it.

Sarah Morgan spells big trouble for Jon Burns even before they meet. In a dream, the wayward slacker hears her crying out. In visions, he’s confronted by a demonic image from her extreme paintings. When the two twenty-somethings meet at a Michigan college, it gets worse. Sarah, a prolific artist, is beyond gorgeous, but wild and maddeningly aloof. Ignoring the omens, Jon enters the fray and wins the brassy siren (sort of), only to discover the secret past that has left her damaged. As the darkness in Sarah rises up, she becomes unpredictable. Aaron, an analyst, studies Sarah’s art and warns Jon of her precarious balance. Jon’s own grip starts slipping and his life gets bizarre—more than usual, that is. But the lovers are linked in spite of themselves, and they battle through Sarah’s ordeal until a great test is forced upon them. Witty and darkly comic, May I Walk You Home, Sarah Morgan? tells of two lost souls, locked in different struggles, but mysteriously thrown together to face hard lessons of life and love. A well plotted, character driven human drama that explores the taboos of today’s dysfunctional society with Frank’s unique sense of dark humor. You will laugh, you will cry, but most of all you will root for these two to prove that love does conquer all. A must read for all, young and old, who have struggled with the meaning of love in their lives.— Terri Valentine

In this work, the reader is directed to Claydon village in rural Suffolk. Here the Morgan family of the author's memory lived, worked and propagated. Life was generally good with some up-and-downs, as these Morgans were descended from the minor gentry of Suffolk who originally hailed from Ipswich. Yet the Morgan Bloodline in the 19th and 20th centuries was ruled by trades people; the butchers & blacksmiths of the village, each with his business at the other end of town. Butcher by trade, but not by temperament and sporting the name Winfred Edward Mosart Morgan, this great-grandfather had had much trauma in his early life, but was fun to be with. Even then, he would never admit that he and the Morgan blacksmith family down the lane were distant cousins. Musical flair was in the church-going family who were integral to village life, but tragedy was never far away, as attested by the Henry Moore sculpture that graced their local church before strangely being moved to nearby Barham. Oh yes, there was money, too!

This book will be the first full length biography of William Morgan, a founding figure in the development of actuarial science and the insurance business in the UK. This biography explains William Morgan’s role in developing the mathematics that underpin the money management of pension funds. It focuses also on the experiment in which Morgan created an X-ray tube, and examines his outspoken political views and turbulent private life. As well as exploring his public life, this biography uses unpublished family letters to open a window on Morgan’s private life.

They are waiting for battle and listening carefully for the sound of the long roll. At your speed you are now at North Street. In the far distance to your left are nine cannon lined up wheel to wheel at the old Orphanage. Out of the corner of your right eye you can see something rising over the levee and heading over your head. These are huge eleven-inch cannon balls from the ironclad ram U.S.S. Essex. They are exploding around North 22nd Street. Stay off the bridge. Keep straight. Slow down. Look to your right. You may be able to see flags waving off the masts of Union gunboats on the river. One mile to your left, in a deteriorating neighborhood, a battle is raging. Let down your window and listen to the rumble of Yankee cannon. Hear the sharp barking of Rebel cannon. The sound is different because they are pointed at you! At 60 mph history will fly by you.