"Then I went up to nurse Kate Withers. That lovely girl, barely 18 - she is dead, died of typhoid fever. Tanny wanted his sweet little sister to have a dress for Mary Boykin's wedding. Kate was to be one of the bridesmaids. So Tanny took his horses, rode one, led one thirty miles, in this broiling sun to Columbia - sold the led horse - came back with a roll of Swiss muslin. As he entered the door he saw her lying there, dying.
She died praying that she might die. She was weary of earth. She wanted to be at peace. I saw her die. I saw her put in her coffin. No words of mine can tell how unhappy I am."
Mary Chesnut's Civil War, ed. C. Vann Woodward (1981), p. 835.
She died praying that she might die. She was weary of earth. She wanted to be at peace. I saw her die. I saw her put in her coffin. No words of mine can tell how unhappy I am."
Mary Chesnut's Civil War, ed. C. Vann Woodward (1981), p. 835.
"Then I went up to nurse Kate Withers. That lovely girl, barely 18 - she is dead, died of typhoid fever. Tanny wanted his sweet little sister to have a dress for Mary Boykin's wedding. Kate was to be one of the bridesmaids. So Tanny took his horses, rode one, led one thirty miles, in this broiling sun to Columbia - sold the led horse - came back with a roll of Swiss muslin. As he entered the door he saw her lying there, dying.
She died praying that she might die. She was weary of earth. She wanted to be at peace. I saw her die. I saw her put in her coffin. No words of mine can tell how unhappy I am."
Mary Chesnut's Civil War, ed. C. Vann Woodward (1981), p. 835.
She died praying that she might die. She was weary of earth. She wanted to be at peace. I saw her die. I saw her put in her coffin. No words of mine can tell how unhappy I am."
Mary Chesnut's Civil War, ed. C. Vann Woodward (1981), p. 835.
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