Captain Shannon, of the Kirkwood Rangers, called and stayed
three hours. Has not been under fire yet, but is keen to see or to hear the
flashing of the guns; proud of himself, proud of his company, but proudest of
all that he has no end of the bluest blood of the low country in his troop. He
seemed to find my knitting a pair of socks a day for the soldiers droll in some
way. The yarn is coarse. He has been so short a time from home he does not know
how the poor soldiers need them. He was so overpoweringly flattering to my
husband that I found him very pleasant company.
SOURCE: Mary Boykin Chesnut, Edited by Isabella D. Martin and Myrta
Lockett Avary, A Diary From Dixie, p. 106
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