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
The men felt it all--all. They were all gazing upon her, but the dross
was clean, purified out of them. There was not, upon any one of their
faces, an expression that would have brought a blush to the cheek of
the purest womanhood on earth. I turned once more to the soldier's
wife.
"This little paper is your most precious treasure, isn't it?"
"It is."
"And the love of him whose manly courage and devotion won this
tribute is the best blessing God ever gave you, isn't it?"
"It is."
"And yet, for the brief ecstasy of one kiss, you would disgrace this
hero-husband of yours, stain all his noble reputation, and turn this
priceless paper to bitterness; for the rear-guard would hunt him from
his own cottage, in half an hour, a deserter and a coward."
Not a sound could be heard save her hurried breathing. The rest of us
held our breath. Suddenly, with a gasp of recovered consciousness, she
snatched the paper from my hand, put it back hurriedly in her bosom,
and turning once more to her mother, said: "Mother, tell him not to
come."
I stepped aside at once. She left the porch, glided down the path to
the gate, crossed the road, surmounted the fence with easy grace,
climbed the hill, and as she disappeared in the weedy pathway I caught
up my hat and said:
"Now, men, give her three cheers."
Such cheers. Oh, God, shall I ever again hear a cheer which bears a
man's whole soul in it? For the first time I felt reasonably sure of
my battalion. It would follow anywhere.
BRAVE WOMAN IN DECATUR, GA.
[Miss Mary A. H. Gay, in Life in Dixie, pages 127-132.]
Garrad's Cavalry selected our lot, consisting of several acres, for
headquarters, and soon what appeared to us to be an immense army train
of wagons commenced rolling into it. In less than two hours our barn
was demolished and converted into tents, which were occupied by
privates and noncommissioned officers, and to the balusters of our
portico and other portions of the house were tied a number of large
ropes, which, the other ends being secured to the trees and shrubbery,
answered as a railing to which at short intervals apart a number of
smaller ropes were tied, and to these were attached horses and mules,
which were eating corn and oats out of troughs improvised for the
occasion out of bureau, washstand, and wardrobe drawers. Men in groups
were playing cards on tables of every size and shape, and whisky and
profanity held high carnival. Thus surrounded, we could but be
apprehensive of danger; and, to assure ourselves of as much safety as
possible, we barricaded the doors and windows, and arranged to sit up
all night; that is, my mother and myself.
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