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Browsing named entities in Thomas C. DeLeon, Four years in Rebel capitals: an inside view of life in the southern confederacy, from birth to death..
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Chapter 2: the cradle of the Confederacy.
Through Richmond, the Carolinas and Georgia
wayside notes
the masses willing but unprepared
where were the leaders-?
the first Capital
a New flag
hotels and their patrons
Jefferson Davis
the man and the Government
social matters
the curbstone Congress
early views of the struggle
a Notable mess.
Evening had fallen as evening can fall only in early Washington spring.
As we plunged into the low, close cabin of the Acquia Creek steamer of that day, there was a weak light, but a strong smell of kerosene and whisky.
Wet, steamy men huddled around the hot stove, talking blatant politics in terms as strong as their liquor.
So, leaving the reek below, we faced the storm on deck, vainly striving to fix the familiar city lights as they faded through the mist and rain; more vainly still peering into the misty future, through driving fancies chasing each other in the brain.
The journey south in those days was not a delight.