Yesterday we heard firing all day — heavy guns in the
morning, and musketry during the day, and heavy guns again in the evening. Oh,
that we could know the result! This morning is as calm and beautiful as though
all was peace on the earth. O God, with whom all things are possible, dispel
the dark clouds that surround us, and permit us once more to return to our
homes, and collect the scattered members of our flock around our family altar
in peace and safety! Not a word from my husband or sons.
SOURCE: Judith W. McGuire, Diary of a Southern
Refugee, During the War, p. 146
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