Mary Chesnut was a southern white aristocratic writer who kept a copious diary during the American Civil War.I have been sharing excerpts from this historical treasure all week.
Went up to my old house…The Trapiers live there now. And in those drawing rooms where the children played “Puss ‘N Boots” where we have so often danced and sung but never prayed before, Mr. Trapier held his prayer meeting. I do not think I ever did as much weeping – or as bitter – in the same space of time. I let myself go. It did me good. I cried with a will.
He prayed that we might have strength to stand up and bear our bitte disappointment, to look on our ruined homes and our desolate country and be strong. And he prayed for the man “we elected to be our ruler and guis – that he might be given power from on high to bear all a base and cowardly tyranny might heap upon him – and that strength may be his to be true to himself , true to u, true to his own fame and true to his country and true to God.
We knew that they had put him in a dungeon in chains. Men watch him day and night. By orders of Andy the bloody minded tailor.
Source: Mary Chesnut’s Civil War