Thank goodness! I'm
not hungry tonight, and for a very good reason: we dined with the Secretary of
the Treasury and his family, the Trenholms. It was a symposium to us poor
Treasury girls, attractive and impressive. We discussed the varied menu,
elegantly prepared and daintily served, with a Confederate appetite, sharply
whetted for long-denied delicacies. Mr. Morgan, the young midshipman, was
there, quite en famille. I did not
hear when the wedding is to be. I suppose after the war. Everything is going to
take place after the war. As we arose from the table, President and Mrs. Davis
were announced. This famous man honoris
causa, I had already seen before in Columbia, but this was my first glimpse
of his wife. She was graciousness itself. Some people whom I have heard talk,
and who look upon Mr. Davis as a mere function of government, are disposed to
regard him as a conspicuous failure, but, in the name of reason, how can one
man please everybody? His role is certainly one of great difficulty. Socially,
he may rub some persons the wrong way, but not so with us. He was pleasant,
polished, and entertaining.
SOURCE: South
Carolina State Committee United Daughters of the Confederacy, South
Carolina Women in the Confederacy, Vol. 1, “A Confederate
Girl's Diary,” p. 281
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