Wednesday, February 23, 2022

“Last night was the first levee. The rooms were crowded. The President looked weary and grave, but was all suavity and cordiality..,”—Diary of a Southern Refugee, Judith White McGuire.

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23d.—Notwithstanding the violence of the rain yesterday, the Capitol Square, the streets around it, and the adjacent houses, were crowded. The President stood at the base of that noble equestrian statue of Washington, and took the oath which was taken by the “Father of his Country” more than seventy years ago—just after the “great rebellion,” [...]

Diary of a Southern Refugee During the War by Judith White McGuire

A Diary From Dixie

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February 23d.–While Mr. Chesnut was in town I was at the Prestons. John Cochran and some other prisoners had asked to walk over the grounds, visit the Hampton Gardens, and some friends in Columbia. After the dreadful state of the public mind at the escape of one of the prisoners, General Preston was obliged to [...]

A Diary From Dixie by Mary Boykin Miller Chesnut.