My dear Brother, who is always seeking to make somebody
happy, arranged a dinner-party at the lake for us Saturday. There was quite a
number of us, as, besides ourselves and the five children, we had Mrs. Price
and her children, Mrs. Bull, and three nurses. . . . There are no Southern
young men left in town, and those who remain would hardly be received with
civility by Miriam and myself. Of the Yankees, Brother has so much
consideration for us that he has never invited one to his house since we have
been here, though he has many friends among them who visited here before our arrival.
Such delicacy of feeling we fully appreciate, knowing how very few men of such
a hospitable nature would be capable of such a sacrifice. Thinking we need
company, Brother frequently invites what he calls “a safe old Secessionist” (an
old bachelor of fifty-three who was wounded at Shiloh) to dine with us;
thinking it a fair compromise between the stay-at-home youth and Yankees,
neither of whom this extremely young man could be confounded with.
SOURCE: Sarah Morgan Dawson, A Confederate Girl's
Diary, p. 389-90
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