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Eliza Frances Andrews, The war-time journal of a Georgia girl, 1864-1865, chapter 4 (search)
a happy meeting we all had, and how beautiful home does look, with the green leaves on the trees and the Cherokee roses in full bloom, flinging their white festoons clear over the top of the big sycamore by the gate! Surely this old home of ours is the choicest spot of all the world. The first thing we did after seeing everybody and shaking hands all round with the negroes, was to take a good bath, and I had just finished dressing when Mrs. Elzey called, with Cousin Bolling's friend, Capt. Hudson, of Richmond. He was an attache of the American legation in Berlin while Cousin Bolling was there studying his profession, and they have both come back with the charming manners and small affectations that Americans generally acquire in Europe, especially if they have associated much with the aristocracy. People may laugh, but these polished manners do make men very nice and comfortable to be with. They are so adaptable, and always know just the right thing to say and do. Mrs. Elze
Eliza Frances Andrews, The war-time journal of a Georgia girl, 1864-1865, chapter 5 (search)
rying to draw forage from the Confederate stores for his horse, but could not get any because it was all to be turned over to the new masters. He was so angry that he forgot himself and let out a cuss word before he thought, right in my presence. And I wouldn't let him apologize. I told him I was glad he did it, because I couldn't swear myself and it was a relief to my feelings to hear somebody else do it. While we were talking, old Toby's bark announced a visitor, who turned out to be Capt. Hudson. Metta brought out her guitar, and she and Garnett tried to sing a little, but most of the evening was spent in quiet conversation. It seemed hard to realize, as we sat there talking peacefully in the soft moonlight, surrounded by the dear old Confederate uniforms, that the enemy is actually in our midst. But I realized it only too fully when I heard the wearers of the uniforms talk. They do not whine over their altered fortunes and ruined prospects, but our poor ruined country, the s
Eliza Frances Andrews, The war-time journal of a Georgia girl, 1864-1865, V. In the dust and ashes of defeat (may 6-June 1, 1865). (search)
anybody, into a rage, by their insolence. Capt. Hudson had almost to kick one of them out of the hfond of cigarettes, and I keep both him and Capt. Hudson supplied with them. The captain taught me answer that they would guard her to hell. Capt. Hudson then went to the provost-marshal in commandrs. Elzey took tea with us. The general and Capt. Hudson have gone to Augusta to try to raise money nder, all except himself and the adjutant. Capt. Hudson says Henry doctored the adjutant and the adis about down to a starvation basis . . Capt. Hudson and Mrs. Alfred Cumming called after breakfalse witnesses have risen up against me. Capt. Hudson and Gen. Elzey came over in the evening andagain. I took a ride in the afternoon with Capt. Hudson. He rode father's horse, Mr. Ben, and I to way. After everybody else had gone, he and Capt. Hudson staid and chatted with us a long time. Theto dinner, so I came home to receive them. Capt. Hudson brought Cousin Bolling, and we had a pleasa[1 more...]
Eliza Frances Andrews, The war-time journal of a Georgia girl, 1864-1865, chapter 7 (search)
for father's carriage horses. Garnett and Capt. Hudson quickly moved towards him, ready to resist me so much interested that father, Garnett, Capt. Hudson, and I sat up till twelve o'clock, much to as in the parlor from six to seven, helping Capt. Hudson with his little dancing circle, and Gen. Elt were the First of April. It all began by Capt. Hudson trying to get even with me for fooling him ildren. But the mystery remains; where did Capt. Hudson learn about that encounter? I am sure Capt with nobody outside our own family, except Capt. Hudson. Our gentlemen were from home nearly all dal meeting at which father, Col. Weems, and Capt. Hudson were to be the principal speakers. We had the evenings. I took a little stroll with Capt. Hudson a few evenings ago, and my cheeks were madenting to cuss out the Yankees. Garnett and Capt. Hudson pretend to be on the stool of repentance toey are really going to leave on Monday with Capt. Hudson, if they can raise the money. Col. Coul[3 more...]