Spent this day in walking from one boarding-house to
another, and have returned fatigued and hopeless. I do not believe there is a
vacant spot in the city. A friend, who considers herself nicely fixed,
is in an uncarpeted room, and so poorly furnished, that, besides her trunk, she
has only her wash-stand drawer in which to deposit her goods and chattels; and
yet she amuses herself at it, and seems never to regret her handsomely
furnished chamber in Alexandria.
SOURCE: Judith W. McGuire, Diary of a Southern
Refugee, During the War, p. 87-8
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