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“It has often occurred to me that an appropriate vignette for
all the volumes of our war literature would be a Southern woman
sitting like a fate at her distaff, spinning out warp and woof of the destinies of the young republic. A darker doom, if possible, must have befallen the god-like venture, but for that moral heroism, that unflagging Spirit doing its ceaseless work in Southern homes, while Southern soldiers faced the battles' breath."
MISS MARY J. S. UPSHUR,