Diary of a Southern Refugee During the War by Judith White McGuire

Tybee Island under attack.—Diary of a Southern Refugee, Judith White McGuire.

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November 9.—Our hearts cheered by news from the fleet. A part of it stranded—one vessel on the coast of North Carolina, from which seventy prisoners have been taken; others on the coast of South Carolina. Unfortunately, a part is safe, and is attacking Tybee Island. The fortifications there are said to be strong and well [...]

Diary of a Southern Refugee During the War by Judith White McGuire

“He will go, as there is no hope of his getting back to Alexandria during the war.”—Diary of a Southern Refugee, Judith White McGuire.

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6th.—Mr. _____ gone to the prayer-meeting at Millwood, accompanied by Mr. _____; both will cast their votes for Mr. Davis to be President of these Confederate States for the next six years. We yesterday dined at “Mountain View,” with the Rev. Mr. Walker and family. He has been called to South Carolina to be professor [...]

Diary of a Southern Refugee During the War by Judith White McGuire

“They must lose their lives, or we must lose ours…;”—Diary of a Southern Refugee, Judith White McGuire.

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November 3d.—To-day we were at church, and heard a good sermon from the Rev. Mr. Walker, of Alexandria—a refugee in pursuit of an abiding-place. An immense Federal fleet left Hampton Roads a few days ago, for what point destined we do not know. Oh, that it may find its resting-place in the bottom of the [...]

Diary of a Southern Refugee During the War by Judith White McGuire

“We are now planning to go to the lower country, but when and where we do not know.”—Diary of a Southern Refugee, Judith White McGuire.

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Wednesday.—Captain and Mrs. W. N. dined with us to-day. It was gratifying to see him look so well, after the intense suffering through which he has passed. He was borne from the field of Manassas, with what seemed to be a mortal wound; a ball had passed through his body. But, thanks to a merciful [...]

Diary of a Southern Refugee During the War by Judith White McGuire

“We constantly hear that our children and near relatives are well—none of them have been wounded, all mercifully spared…,”—Diary of a Southern Refugee, Judith White McGuire.

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Tuesday, 29th—A little reverse to record this morning. It is said that Colonel McDonald’s cavalry made an unfortunate retreat from Romney the other day, as the enemy approached. It may have been wise, as the enemy outnumbered us greatly. Mr. _____ and myself have just returned from a delightful walk to Pagebrook. We were talking [...]

Diary of a Southern Refugee During the War by Judith White McGuire

“Our men were in hot pursuit, firing upon them incessantly, until the blue waters of the Potomac ran red with blood.”—Diary of a Southern Refugee, Judith White McGuire.

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Thursday, 24th.—An account reached us to-day of a severe fight last Monday (21st), at Leesburg—a Manassas fight in a small way. The Federals, under General Stone, came in large force to the river; they crossed in the morning 8,000 or 10,000 strong, under command of Colonel Baker, late Senator from Oregon. They came with all [...]

Diary of a Southern Refugee During the War by Judith White McGuire

“Our poor boys! What may not each battle bring forth? Scarcely a battalion of the army, in any part of the Confederacy, where they are not.”—Diary of a Southern Refugee, Judith White McGuire.

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Sunday Night.—To-day went to church, and heard an admirable sermon from Mr. J. As we returned, we called at the post-office, and received a newspaper from Dr. Drane, of Tennessee, in which is recorded the death of his son James. He belonged to the army in Western Virginia, and died there of typhoid fever. He [...]

Diary of a Southern Refugee During the War by Judith White McGuire

The papers say “Captain Hollins of the navy has broken the blockade at New Orleans, sunk the “Vincennes,” and captured a sloop, without the least damage to himself and men.”—Diary of a Southern Refugee, Judith White McGuire.

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October 16.—We had a pleasant evening. While N. read the papers we were knitting for the soldiers. An account is given of some small successes. Our men, near Pensacola, have broken up the camp of “Billy Wilson’s Zouaves,” of which we have heard so much; and Captain Hollins of the navy has broken the blockade [...]

Diary of a Southern Refugee During the War by Judith White McGuire

“The papers mentioned the capture of a vessel called “The Fanny,” on the coast of North Carolina, laden with blankets, greatcoats, arms and ammunition.”—Diary of a Southern Refugee, Judith White McGuire.

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12th.—M. P. and myself drove to Millwood for the mail, and then made an agreeable visit to Mr. and Mrs. J. We found several letters from family and friends; one from my sister, Mrs. C, who with her whole family (except her sons,) married daughters and single, are about to rent the Presbyterian Parsonage, in [...]

Diary of a Southern Refugee During the War by Judith White McGuire

“Another rumour of a fight on Cheat Mountain…,”—Diary of a Southern Refugee, Judith White McGuire.

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October 8.—At church yesterday; the services interesting; the Communion administered. Rev. Dr. A. delivered an address, perhaps a little too political for the occasion. The news from Western Virginia not confirmed. Another rumour of a fight on Cheat Mountain, in which General Jackson, with some regiments of Georgians, repulsed the Federal General Reynolds.

Diary of a Southern Refugee During the War by Judith White McGuire

“There are many refugees in this neighbourhood, like ourselves, wandering and waiting. Mrs. General Lee has been staying at Annfield, and at Media, sick, and without a home.”—Diary of a Southern Refugee, Judith White McGuire.

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“The Briars,” October 2d.—We returned yesterday, everybody anxious and apprehensive. Battles seem to be imminent, both in Western Virginia and on the Potomac. Constant skirmishing reported in both places. General Price, it is said, has taken Lexington, Missouri, with a large number of prisoners. Our army in Fairfax has fallen back from “Munson’s Hill” to [...]

Diary of a Southern Refugee During the War by Judith White McGuire

“It is heart-rending to hear of the number of valuable lives which are lost in this cruel war.”—Diary of a Southern Refugee, Judith White McGuire.

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“Mountain View,” September 22.—Came down here with Mr. _____, a few days ago. Spent this day not quite so profitably as I desired. The ride to the “old chapel,” where we had service, is so long, that we spent a great deal of time upon the road. Bishop Meade delivered a most interesting address. He [...]

Diary of a Southern Refugee During the War by Judith White McGuire

“The papers brought us news of success in the West, General Floyd having overcome Rosecranz on Gauley River.”—Diary of a Southern Refugee, Judith White McGuire.

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Sept. 16th.—Just returned from Annfield, where we have spent a charming day, with most delightful society. The papers brought us news of success in the West, General Floyd having overcome Rosecranz on Gauley River. This gave us great satisfaction, as we are peculiarly anxious about that part of Virginia. We passed the time in talking [...]

Diary of a Southern Refugee During the War by Judith White McGuire

“I saw a young soldier the other day, who told me he could see the top of our house distinctly from ‘Munson’s Hill.’”—Diary of a Southern Refugee, Judith White McGuire.

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Sept. 12th.—Yesterday was the wedding of our dear _____.   The marriage of a child is always melancholy when it involves separation, but particularly so under such circumstances. But surely never were refugees so blessed with friends. Our plan was to have the ceremony in the church, and then to proceed to Winchester, where the [...]

Diary of a Southern Refugee During the War by Judith White McGuire

“The army in Virginia seems quiet; but our arms had a severe reverse on Thursday.”—Diary of a Southern Refugee, Judith White McGuire.

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“The Briars,” Sept. 6.—We returned home, as we are wont to call this sweet place, yesterday, and are just now taken up with family matters of deep interest. The army in Virginia seems quiet; but our arms had a severe reverse on Thursday. Fort Hatteras was bombarded and taken by Federal vessels. They also secured [...]

Diary of a Southern Refugee During the War by Judith White McGuire

“ ‘Burn it, bum it to the ground!’ She ran to the yard to know the cause; instantly this lonely woman was surrounded by a lawless, shouting soldiery, each with a burning torch, revealing, by its lurid and fitful light, a countenance almost demoniac.”—Diary of a Southern Refugee, Judith White McGuire.

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Norwood, Near Berryville, August 26.—On a visit of a few days to our relative, Dr. M. The people of this neighbourhood occupied as they are in the one I left. All hearts and hands seem open to our army. Four heavily laden wagons have left Berryville within a few days, for the hospitals below. We [...]

Diary of a Southern Refugee During the War by Judith White McGuire

“General Lyon killed and his troops routed.”—Diary of a Southern Refugee, Judith White McGuire.

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August 20.—We are rejoicing over a victory at Springfield, Missouri—General Lyon killed and his troops routed. Our loss represented large. I have only seen the Northern account. No news from home, and nothing good from that quarter anticipated. We are among dear, kind friends, and have the home feeling which only such genuine and generous [...]

Diary of a Southern Refugee During the War by Judith White McGuire

“General Scott, too, has been almost superseded by General McClellan, who seems just now to be the idol of the North.”—Diary of a Southern Refugee, Judith White McGuire.

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12th.—Still nothing from the army. We go on here quietly and happily—as happily as the state of the country will allow. The household peaceful and pleasant. The ladies—all of us collect in one room—work, while one reads some pleasant book. We are mercifully dealt with, and I hope we are grateful for such blessings. The [...]

Diary of a Southern Refugee During the War by Judith White McGuire

“The hospitals at Centreville and the Court-House are filled with those who are too severely wounded to be taken to Richmond, Charlottesville, and the larger hospitals.”—Diary of a Southern Refugee, Judith White McGuire.

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August 1.—This whole neighbourhood is busy to-day, loading a wagon with comforts for the hospital at Fairfax Court-House. They send it down once a week, under the care of a gentleman, who, being too old for the service, does this for the sick and wounded. The hospitals at Centreville and the Court-House are filled with [...]

Diary of a Southern Refugee During the War by Judith White McGuire

“All went helter-skelter—coaches, cabriolets, barouches, buggies, flying over the roads, as though all Fairfax were mad.”—Diary of a Southern Refugee, Judith White McGuire.

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July 30th.—I have just been conversing with some young soldiers, who joined in the dangers and glories of the battle-field. They corroborate what I had before heard of the presence of Northern females. I would not mention it before in my diary, because I did not wish to record any thing which I did not [...]

Diary of a Southern Refugee During the War by Judith White McGuire