Skip to content

Kate Stone’s Civil War: Lose our scalps

August 3, 2013

KS29

From 2012 to 2015, Stillness of Heart will share interesting excerpts from the extraordinary diary of Kate Stone, who chronicled her Louisiana family’s turbulent experiences throughout the Civil War era.

Learn more about Stone’s amazing life in 1861, 1862, 1863, 1864, 1865 and beyond. Click on each year to read more about her experiences. You can read the entire journal online here.

(Photo edited by Bob Rowen)

Stone’s critical eye takes in a town’s beauty, overpriced luxuries, her brother’s love, and a gentleman’s proper language use.

Aug. 3, 1863

Lamar County, Texas

Paris is a clean, pretty place in the edge of Blossom Prairie — clumps of trees and deep white sand in the streets.

We went to church and saw a really nice-looking congregation of refined-looking people. We all liked the place so well that Mamma would rent a place there, but it is too near the borderline, the first point for an invasion and right next to the Indian Nation. We do not wish to lose our scalps in addition to everything else. We saw a large party of Indian men dashing through the town. They are nearly all Southern sympathizers, we hear.

We went shopping. There are several well-filled stores, but the prices are beyond anything. We saw a pretty light calico but Mamma could not afford it at $6 a yard. A penknife was very tempting, but who would give $25 for a little Yankee knife? Our nails will have to grow like eagle’s claws before we can afford an extravagance of that kind. We did get a few articles, absolute essentials, and Mamma indulged me in a piece of extravagance a deck of playing cards at $5. They are a different kind from those the girls use out here, but I fancy they will afford us more amusement than the finest pair of cotton cards.

A gentleman gave us a late Louisiana paper containing Mary Gustine’s marriage on July 21. I know she was a beautiful bride, and our best wishes go with her for her future happiness. I wonder how Brother Coley will stand the loss of his sweetheart, his first love affair. Like most boys, he lost his heart to a girl several years the older — fortunately a disease that never kills a boy of that age.

The Baptist meeting has been going on in Paris for seven weeks, and sixty have joined that church. It seems the strongest church of this section. Sunday morning we heard a splendid sermon, the best since hearing Dr. Marshall preach two years ago. I wish Jimmy could have heard it. It was the first real Baptist sermon I ever really listened to. Have heard the preacher, Mr. Buckner — knows what he believes and is not afraid to preach it from the pulpit.

We have made the acquaintance of another Texas gallant. Dr. Bywaters, introduced as a friend by Mr. McGleason, walked home with us from church. One thing in his favor: he does not say “mile” for “miles,” and he does not ignore the plural of “year.”

Advertisements
4 Comments
  1. I love the attention to proper grammar in speech.

  2. nice work-it is great fun to take one’s self back in history and allow our “what if’s” to wander..

  3. Those prices are OUTRAGEOUS for the time! WOW!

Trackbacks & Pingbacks

  1. Kate Stone’s Civil War: The story so far … | stillness of heart

Leave a Reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

w

Connecting to %s

That Feminist Life

Musings of an Indian Muslim *ROMANTIC* Feminist

WEATHER INTERNAL

NO STRINGS ATTACHED NEWS THAT MAINSTREAM JUST WON'T COVER.

The Palmieri Report

On the frontlines taking America back

anthropologie du présent

ethnologie appliquée, recherches, enseignement, publications, séminaires

ironicsapien

may be unwise in eyes of majority

Ana Celeste Poetry

My original Poetry, Artwork and Photography

The Road Less Travelled

The Ramblings of My Journey to Womanhood

BATCH & NARRATIVE

a blog about cooking, writing, and everything else

Medyo Literature

Books, Movies, and Poems

Second Chances

Books, Foods, and Games You Missed The First Time

RhysTranter.com

A daily journal of literature, philosophy, and the arts

R3B3L R3V3LATIONS

Sometimes you have to get a little lost to find what you're looking for.

Ascerblog

Every Heart Has A Story.

B 2 B

Back to Basics

kirbzrandomponderings.wordpress.com/

The unthought out words and ramblings of me

G.I.R.L

Girl in Red Lipstick!

%d bloggers like this: