Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 2.
Frank Moore, Ed.

the feast of doughnuts.--The ladies of Augusta, Me., some time ago distributed over fifty bushels of doughnuts to the Third Volunteer regiment of Maine. A procession of ladies, headed by music, passed between double lines of troops, who presented arms, and were afterwards drawn up in hollow square to receive the welcome doughnation.

Never before was seen such an aggregate of doughnuts since the world began. The circumambient air was redolent of doughnuts. Every breeze sighed doughnuts-everybody talked of doughnuts. The display of doughnuts beggared description. There was the molasses doughnut and the sugar doughnut — the long doughnut and the short doughnut — the round doughnut and the square doughnut — the rectangular doughnut and the triangular doughnut — the single twisted doughnut and the double twisted doughnut — the “light riz” doughnut and the hardkneaded doughnut — the straight solid doughnut and the circular doughnut, with a hole in the centre. There were doughnuts of all imaginary kinds, qualities, shapes, and dimensions. It was emphatically a feast of doughnuts, if not a flow of soul.--Baltimore American, June 29.