The Florida and Alabama are performing
wonderful feats, and are worrying the North excessively. Many a cargo has been
lost to the Northern merchant princes by their skill, and I trust that the
Government vessels feel their power.
Several members of our household have gone to the mountains
in pursuit of health — Mr. —— among the rest. Mrs. P., of Amelia, is here,
cheering the house by her sprightliness; and last night we had Mr. Randolph
Tucker, who is a delightful companion — so intellectual, cheerful, and
God-fearing!
The army is unusually quiet at all points. Does it portend a
storm? Many changes are going on in “our village.” The half-English,
half-Yankee Wades are gone at last, to our great relief. I dare say she shakes
the dust from her feet, as a testimony against the South; for she certainly has
suffered very much here, and she will not have as many difficulties there, with
her Yankee Colonel father. She professes to out-rebel the rebels, and to be the
most intense Southern woman of us all; but I rather think that she deceives
herself, and unless I mistake her character very much indeed, I think when she
gets among her own people she will tell them all she knows of our hopes, fears,
and difficulties. Poor thing! I am glad she is gone to those persons on whom
she has a natural claim for protection.
SOURCE: Judith W. McGuire, Diary of a Southern
Refugee, During the War, p. 235-6
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