Ten pleasant days I owe to my sister. Kate has descended
upon me unexpectedly from the mountains of Flat Rock. We are true sisters; she
understands me without words, and she is the cleverest, sweetest woman I know,
so graceful and gracious in manner, so good and unselfish in character, but,
best of all, she is so agreeable. Any time or place would be charming with Kate
for a companion. General Chesnut was in Camden; but I could not wait. I gave
the beautiful bride, Mrs. Darby, a dinner, which was simply perfection. I was
satisfied for once in my life with my own table, and I know pleasanter guests
were never seated around any table whatsoever.
My house is always crowded. After all, what a number of
pleasant people we have been thrown in with by war's catastrophes. I call such
society glorious. It is the windup, but the old life as it begins to die will
die royally. General Chesnut came back disheartened. He complains that such a
life as I lead gives him no time to think.
SOURCES: Mary Boykin Chesnut, Edited by Isabella D. Martin
and Myrta Lockett Avary, A Diary From Dixie, p. 329-30
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