The Women of the ConfederacyUnderwood, J. L. (John Levi)
History
The Women of the Confederacy
Underwood, J. L. (John Levi)
United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Anecdotes; Women -- Confederate States of America
fortune, however, my mother secured a guard before the "bummers" had
made much progress in the house, and to this circumstance we are
indebted for our daily food, several months' supply of which my father
had hid the night before he left, in the upper rooms of the house, and
the greater part of which was saved.
You have, doubtless, heard of Sherman's "bummers." The Yankees would
have you believe that they were only the straggling pillagers usually
found with all armies. Several letters written by officers of
Sherman's army, intercepted near this town, give this the lie. In some
of these letters were descriptions of the whole burning process, and
from them it appears that it was a regularly organized system, under
the authority of General Sherman himself; that one-fifth of the
proceeds fell to General Sherman, another fifth to the other general
officers, another fifth to the line officers, and the remaining
two-fifths to the enlisted men. There were pure silver bummers,
plated-ware bummers, jewelry bummers, women's clothing bummers,
provision bummers, and, in fine, a bummer or bummers for every kind of
stealable thing. No bummer of one specialty interfering with the
stealables of another. A pretty picture of a conquering army, indeed,
but true.
REMINISCENCES OF THE WAR TIMES--A LETTER
[B. Winston, in Confederate Scrap-Book.]
SIGNAL HILL, _February 27th_.
MY DEAR ----:
Your very kind letter received. I delayed perhaps too long replying. I
have hunted up a few little things. We are so unfortunate as to have
nearly all our war relics burnt in an outhouse, so I have little left
unless I took what I remember. We were left so bare of everything at
that time. Our only pokers and tongs were pokers and ramrods; old
canteens came into domestic service; we made our shoes of parts of old
canvas tents, and blackened them with elderberry juice (the only ink
we could command was elderberry juice); we plaited our hats of straw
(I have a straw-splinter now, for which I gave $13; it did good
service); the inside corn-shuck made dainty bonnets; sycamore balls,
saturated with grease, made excellent tapers, though nothing
superseded the time-honored lightwood knots.
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