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Frederick H. Dyer, Compendium of the War of the Rebellion: Regimental Histories 1,756 1,640 Browse Search
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events, Diary from December 17, 1860 - April 30, 1864 (ed. Frank Moore) 979 67 Browse Search
Elias Nason, McClellan's Own Story: the war for the union, the soldiers who fought it, the civilians who directed it, and his relations to them. 963 5 Browse Search
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Harper's Encyclopedia of United States History (ed. Benson Lossing) 457 395 Browse Search
Horace Greeley, The American Conflict: A History of the Great Rebellion in the United States of America, 1860-65: its Causes, Incidents, and Results: Intended to exhibit especially its moral and political phases with the drift and progress of American opinion respecting human slavery from 1776 to the close of the War for the Union. Volume I. 449 3 Browse Search
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Documents and Narratives, Volume 2. (ed. Frank Moore) 427 7 Browse Search
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Massachusetts in the Army and Navy during the war of 1861-1865, vol. 1, Mass. officers and men who died. 420 416 Browse Search
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Judith White McGuire, Diary of a southern refugee during the war, by a lady of Virginia, 1861. (search)
at once, so mournfully! I heard distinctly the drums beating in Washington. The evening was so still that I seemed to hear nothing else. A constantly pained with the sound of cannon from the Navy-Yard at Washington, and to-day the drum has been beating furiously in our once loved tithe of the provocation we have received from the Government at Washington. June 16th, 1861. Rumours are abundant to-day of a Federal elicate, gentle, womanly ladies, where were they? Flying back to Washington, in confusion and terror, pell-mell, in the wildest excitement. reof is not mentioned; but we shrewdly suspect that the powers at Washington are not entirely satisfied that he was so completely foiled by Geion of Chestnut Hill as Headquarters. There they are overlooking Washington, Georgetown, and our neighbourhood, all bristling with cannon, toy express the belief that Beauregard's scalp was to be carried to Washington. When I tell you that we supped to-night on Yankee crackers, Yan
Judith White McGuire, Diary of a southern refugee during the war, by a lady of Virginia, 1862. (search)
d notwithstanding the cold and ice, set off alone-came through Pittsburg and to Baltimore without difficulty, thence to Washington; but there no passport could be obtained to come to Virginia. Her son was but twenty miles off, certainly wounded; sh some old friends. An apology for declining the invitation was given, by a simple statement of her object in coming to Washington. Where is your son? In the Southern army. Oh, she exclaimed, not in the rebel camp! Not a rebel! and she curled , she pleaded her cause. Even the obdurate heart of General Wool was moved. He asked her what she knew of the army at Washington. She replied, that she knew nothing; she had only seen the soldiers who passed her on the street. What have you seen xt hurling them to the dust-none so poor as to do them reverence. General McClellan is believed to have passed through Washington last night, is the announcement of a late Yankee paper, of the idol of last week. November 18th, 1862. Another ra
Judith White McGuire, Diary of a southern refugee during the war, by a lady of Virginia, 1863. (search)
the exchanged prisoners. About six hundred women and children were allowed to come in it from Washington. They submitted to the most humiliating search, before they left the wharf, from men and womeore likely to become very ingenious in fixing up auld anes. My friend who lately arrived from Washington looked on very wonderingly when she saw us all ready for church. Why, how genteel you look! oad, with two engines attached to each train. Our gentlemen could not go to Richmond to-day. Washington's birthday is forgotten, or only remembered with a sigh by his own Virginia. Had he been gift interested us very much. Mr. Wade (the husband) was an Englishman, who had been in office in Washington; he resigned and came South on the breaking out of the war, placed his family in Richmond, andquiet. Sunday, may 10, 1863. Sad, sad tidings were brought to our cottage this morning! Washington, the youngest and darling son of our dear friend, Mrs. Stuart, has fallen. The mother and sis
Judith White McGuire, Diary of a southern refugee during the war, by a lady of Virginia, 1864. (search)
dministration, whose untimely end we remember so well. She is a refugee from Washington, and called to ask me to assist her in finding a room to accommodate herself,er means. She is rich, but it is almost impossible for her to get funds from Washington. To obtain a room is a most difficult task, but I cheerfully promised her toThe last accounts are from the Washington papers. Early, they say, is before Washington, throwing in shells, having cut the railroads and burnt the bridges. We are rant still before Petersburg, sending transports, etc., with troops to defend Washington. July 24th, 1864. Amid all the turbulent scenes which surround us, our al Early has returned from Maryland, bringing horses, cattle, etc. While near Washington, the army burned Mr. Montgomery Blair's house, which I cannot persuade myselfghts filled my mind until I reached the present home of a refugee friend from Washington. It was very late, but I thought I would run in, and see if she could throw
Judith White McGuire, Diary of a southern refugee during the war, by a lady of Virginia, 1865. (search)
erienced when she found that her mammy, deceived and misled by the minions who followed Grant's army, had left her ; and to see how her affection still clings to her, showing itself in the ardent hope that her mammy has found a comfortable home. The army had respected the interior of the house, because of the protection of the officers. Only one ornament was missing, and that was the likeness of this dear child. Since the fall of Richmond, a servant of the estate, who had been living in Washington, told me that it was in the possession of a maid-servant of the house, who showed it to him, saying that she looked at it every day. We all try to be cheerful and to find a bright side; and we occupy the time as cheerfully as we can. The governess having returned to her home in Norfolk, I shall employ myself in teaching my bright little niece here and the dear children at S. H., and feel blessed to have so pleasant a duty. April 25th, 1865. J. P. arrived to-day direct from Mosby's c