Brother writes that rumors of the capture of Baton Rouge by our
troops have made him very uneasy about us; and he wishes us to go down to New
Orleans if possible. I wish we could. The impression here, is that an attack is
inevitable, and the city papers found it necessary to contradict the rumor of
Ruggles having occupied it already. I wish mother would go. I can see no
difference there or here, except that there, we will be safe, for a while at
least. . . .
I grow desperate when I read these Northern papers reviling
and abusing us, reproaching us for being broken and dispersed, taunting us with
their victories, sparing no humiliating name in speaking of us, and laughing as
to what “we'll see” when we vile rebels are “driven out of Virginia, and the
glorious Union firmly established.” I can't bear these taunts! I grow sick to
read these vile, insulting papers that seem written expressly to goad us into
madness! . . . There must be many
humane, reasonable men in the North; can they not teach their editors decency
in this their hour of triumph?
SOURCE: Sarah Morgan Dawson, A Confederate Girl's
Diary, p. 114
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