The deep waters are closing over us and we are in this
house, like the outsiders at the time of the flood. We care for none of these
things. We eat, drink, laugh, dance, in lightness of heart.
Doctor Trezevant came to tell me the dismal news. How he
piled on the agony! Desolation, mismanagement, despair. General Young, with the
flower of Hampton's cavalry, is in Columbia. Horses can not be found to mount
them. Neither the Governor of Georgia nor the Governor of South Carolina is
moving hand or foot. They have given up. The Yankees claim another victory for
Thomas.1 Hope it may prove like most of their victories, brag and
bluster. Can't say why, maybe I am benumbed, but I do not feel so intensely
miserable.
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1 Reference is here made to the battle between
Hood and Thomas at Nashville, the result of which was the breaking up of Hood's
army as a fighting force.
SOURCES: Mary Boykin Chesnut, Edited by Isabella D. Martin
and Myrta Lockett Avary, A Diary From Dixie, p. 339-40
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