. . . There was a review to-day of all the infantry and
artillery of the army. The reviewing officer was Gen. Johnston, who rode down
the line, halting opposite each brigade to receive its salute. He then took his
position and the troops marched in review past him. Mrs. Johnston was there and
a good many other ladies and I expect enjoyed the spectacle though the wind was
high and the dust insufferable. Mrs. Johnston spoke to-day of your and Fanny's
being with her this summer. I have no doubt you will have a very pleasant time
indeed, and if the Army is inactive I shall doubtless be able to run down to
see you. . . .
We are barely managing to exist on the third of a pound of
bacon. We keep up our spirits however, and hope for the time when Congress
shall intervene in our behalf and satisfy the Oliver Twists of the Army. A
friend of one of our mess the other day sent a turkey and you should have seen
our countenances as we prepared to devour him. . . . .
SOURCE: Louise Wigfall Wright, A Southern Girl in
’61, p. 175
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