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Judith White McGuire, Diary of a southern refugee during the war, by a lady of Virginia, 1862. (search)
arch 15, 1862. Spent to-day at the hospital. Heard of the shelling of Newbern, N. C., and of its fall. My heart sickens at every acquisition of the Federals. No further news from Arkansas. Yesterday evening L went to see the body of our dear Bishop; cut a piece of his hair; kissed his forehead, and took my last look at that revered face. Monday night, March 17, 1862. This morning I was at the funeral, at St. Paul's Church; the service was read by the Rev. J. P. McGuire and Rev. C. J. Gibson. Bishop Johns made a most solemn address. The procession, long and sad, then wended its way to Hollywood Cemetery. March 15th, 1862. Our army has fallen back to the Rappahannock, thus giving up the splendid Valley and Piedmont country to the enemy. This, I suppose, is right, but it almost breaks our hearts to think of it. Winchester was occupied last Wednesday! Lord, how long shall our enemies prosper? Give us grace to bear our trials. March 24th, 1862. Our people conti
Judith White McGuire, Diary of a southern refugee during the war, by a lady of Virginia, 1863. (search)
gony, and Mrs. P. agitated and anxious. No surgeon could be obtained for private houses. I sent for one, who was not an army surgeon, to come at once. He sent me word that he had been up all night, and had just retired. Again I sent to implore him to come; in five minutes he was there. He told me at once that his situation was critical in the extreme; the Minie ball had not been extracted; he must die, if not soon relieved. He wanted assistance-another surgeon. To send in pursuit of Dr. Gibson for my brother, then stationed at Camp Winder, and to telegraph for his father, occupied but a few moments; but the surgeons could not come. Hour after hour I sat by him. To cut off his bloody clothes, and replace them by fresh ones, and to administer the immense doses of morphine, was all that Mrs. P. and myself could do. At dark, Surgeons G. and B., accompanied by my brother, arrived. They did what they could, but considered the case hopeless. His uncle, General C., arrived, to our g
The Daily Dispatch: July 10, 1861., [Electronic resource], The Revolution of 1861. (search)
regret to state that one of the Georgia soldier's had his knee broken last night about 10 o'clock. Every attention was rendered him on his arrival here, and he is now as comfortable as could be expected under the circumstances. The Rev. T. G. Keen, the beloved and esteemed pastor of the First Baptist Church, has been confined to his room for several weeks by a severe indisposition; but I am pleased to say that he is improving and out of any immediate danger. The new church of Rev. C. J. Gibson will be opened on next Sabbath and services held in the basement; but it will not be dedicated until October, the building not being entirely finished. The devoted and pious pastor deserves great praise for his untiring efforts in erecting this substantial and beautiful edifice of God. Private Charles LeRoi, proprietor of an extensive job office in this city, but now a member of the Petersburg City Guard, at Harrison's farm, near Norfolk, has been promoted to Orderly of Col. Weis