Norfolk, poor Norfolk! nothing can exceed its
long-suffering, its night of gloom and darkness. Unlike Winchester, it has no
bright spots — no oasis in its blank desert of wretchedness. Like Alexandria,
it has no relief, but must submit, and drag on its chain of servility, till the
final cry of victory bursts its bonds, and makes it free. I have no time to
write of all I hear and know of the indignities offered to our countrymen and
countrywomen in Alexandria, Norfolk, Portsmouth, and other places which remain
incarcerated in the sloughs of Federal tyranny. God help them, and give us
strength speedily to break the chain that binds them.
SOURCE: Judith W. McGuire, Diary of a Southern
Refugee, During the War, p. 287-8
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