The girls are in Richmond, staying at Dr. Garnett's. They
went in to attend a tournament to be given to-day by General Jenkins's Brigade,
stationed near Richmond; but this morning the brigade was ordered to go South,
and great was the disappointment of the young people. They cannot feel as we do
during these gloomy times, but are always ready to catch the “passing pleasure
as it flies,” forgetting that, in the best times,
“Pleasures are like poppies
spread:
You seize the flower, the bloom is
shed.”
And how much more uncertain are they now, when we literally
cannot tell what a day may bring forth, and none of us know, when we arise in
the morning, that we may not hear before noonday that we have been shorn of all
that makes life dear!
SOURCE: Judith W. McGuire, Diary of a Southern
Refugee, During the War, p. 233-4
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