Still in Greensboro,
and I do not see how we have managed to live through these homeless and anxious
days so agreeably to ourselves. It is the gentlemen who keep us cheered up and
allow us no chance to fret. There is no doubt, however, that Columbia is in
ashes. People who have never been through a war know nothing about what war is.
It is a crushing machine, whose mainspring is anxiety, whose turnscrew is
apprehension. Are my brothers all dead? Are my father and mother still living?
These questions put me to the rack when I allow myself to ask them.
SOURCE: South
Carolina State Committee United Daughters of the Confederacy, South
Carolina Women in the Confederacy, Vol. 1, “A Confederate
Girl's Diary,” p. 277
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