Greensboro, N. C. — We
positively hated to leave Charlotte, so many friends did we make there.
Howbeit, a Treasury signer, like a good soldier, must obey orders. At this place,
we are not half so pleasantly situated, being all crowded together in one small
room. But we are in no mood to cavil; our soldiers fare worse. We begin to
realize, as we never before have done, their hardships, and the thankfulness
which ought to fill the heart of each one whose head is roof-covered. Daily
blessings are not mere matters of course. We are too apt to think so until
times like these come our way. General John S. Preston has just been in to see
us. He is a grand looking man—not only that, he has the look of being somebody
in particular, which he is. He could tell us nothing on the subject nearest our
hearts—the fate of Columbia. But he fears the worst.
SOURCE: South
Carolina State Committee United Daughters of the Confederacy, South
Carolina Women in the Confederacy, Vol. 1, “A Confederate
Girl's Diary,” p. 276-7
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