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Introduction Catherine Clinton xi
Suggestions for Further Reading xxv
A Note on the Text xxvii
Mary Chesnut's Diary
Chapter I Charleston, S. C., November 8, 1860-December 27, 1860.
The news of Lincoln's election
Raising the Palmetto flag
The author's husband resigns as United States Senator
The Ordinance of Secession
Anderson takes possession of Fort Sumter 1
Chapter II Montgomery, Ala., February 19, 1861-March 11, 1861.
Making the Confederate Constitution
Anecdote of General Scott
Lincoln's trip through Baltimore
Howell Cobb and Benjamin H. Hill
Hoisting the Confederate flag
Mrs. Lincoln's economy in the White House
Hopes for peace
Despondent talk with anti-secession leaders
The South unprepared
Fort Sumter 6
Chapter III Charleston, S. C., March 26, 1861-April 15, 1861.
A soft-hearted slave-owner
Social gaiety in the midst of war talk
Beauregard a hero and a demigod
The first shot of the war
Anderson refuses to capitulate
The bombardment of Fort Sumter as seen from the housetops
War steamers arrive in Charleston harbor
"Bull Run" Russell
Demeanor of the negroes 19
Chapter IV Camden, S. C., April 20, 1861-April 22, 1861.
After Sumter was taken
the jeunesse dorée
The story of Beaufort Watts
Maria Whitaker's twins
The inconsistencies of life 37
Chapter V Montgomery, Ala., April 27, 1861-May 20, 1861.
Baltimore in a blaze
Anderson's account of the surrender of Fort Sumter
A talk with Alexander H. Stephens
Reports from Washington
An unexpected reception
Southern leaders take hopeless views of the future
Planning war measures
Removal of the capital 42
Chapter VI Charleston, S. C, May 25, 1861-June 24, 1861.
Waiting for a battle in Virginia
Ellsworth at Alexandria
Moving forward to the battleground
Mr. Petigru against secession
Mr. Chesnut goes to the front
Russell's letters to the London Times 50
Chapter VII Richmond, Va., June 27, 1861-July 4, 1861.
Arrival at the new capital
Criticism of Jefferson Davis
Mrs. Davis's drawing-room
A day at the Champ de Mars
The armies assembling for Bull Run
Col. L. Q. C. Lamar 60
Chapter VIII Fauquier White Sulphur Springs, Va., July 6, 1681-July 11, 1861.
Cars crowded with soldiers
A Yankee spy
Anecdotes of Lincoln
Gaiety in social life
Listening for guns
A horse for Beauregard 68
Chapter IX Richmond, Va., July 13, 1861-September 2, 1861.
General Lee and Joe Johnston
The battle of Bull Run
Colonel Bartow's death
Rejoicings and funerals
Anecdotes of the battle
An interview Robert E. Lee
Treatment of prisoners
Toombs thrown from his horse
Criticism of the Administration
Paying the soldiers
Suspected women searched
Mason and Slidell 72
Chapter X Camden, S. C., September 9, 1861-September 19, 1861.
The author's sister, Kate Williams
Old Colonel Chesnut
Roanoke Island surrenders
Up Country and Low Country
Family silver to be taken for war expenses
Mary McDuffie Hampton
The Merrimac and the Monitor 111
Chapter XI Columbia, S. C., February 20, 1862-July 21, 1862.
Dissensions among Southern leaders
Uncle Tom's Cabin
Abuse of Jefferson Davis
The battle of Shiloh
Beauregard flanked at Nashville
Old Colonel Chesnut again
New Orleans lost
The battle of Williamsburg
Dinners, teas, and breakfasts
Wade Hampton at home wounded
Battle of the Chickahominy
Albert Sidney Johnston's death
Richmond in sore straits
A wedding and its tragic ending
Recognition of the Confederacy in Europe 115
Chapter XII Flat Rock, N. C., August 1, 1862 August 8, 1862.
A mountain summer resort
A disappointed cavalier
Antietam and Chancellorsville
General Chesnut's work for the army 183
Chapter XIII Portland, Ala, July 8, 1863-July 30, 1863.
A journey from Columbia to Southern Alabama
The surrender of Vicksburg
A terrible night in a swamp on a riverside
A good pair of shoes
The author at her mother's home
Anecdotes of negroes
A Federal Cynic 188
Chapter XIV Richmond, Va., August 10, 1863-September 7, 1863.
General Hood in Richmond
A brigade marches through the town
Rags and tatters
Two love affairs and a wedding
The battle of Brandy Station
The Robert Barnwell tragedy 199
Chapter XV Camden, S. C., September 10, 1863-November 5, 1863.
A bride's dressing-table
Home once more at Mulberry
Longstreet's army seen going West
Constance and Hetty Cary
At church during Stoneman's raid
Richmond narrowly escapes capture
A battle on the Chickahominy
A picnic at Mulberry 209
Chapter XVI Richmond, Va., November 28, 1863-April 11, 1864.
Mr. Davis visits Charleston
Adventures by rail
A winter of mad gaiety
Weddings, dinner-parties, and private theatricals
Battles around Chattanooga
Bragg in disfavor
General Hood and his love affairs
Some Kentucky generals
Burton Harrison and Miss Constance Cary
Mrs. R. E. Lee and her daughters
Richmond almost lost
Colonel Dahlgren's death
Fourteen generals at church 220
Chapter XVII Camden, S. C., May 8, 1864-June 1, 1864.
A farewell to Richmond
"Little Joe's" pathetic death and funeral
An old silk dress
The battle of the Wilderness
Spottsylvania Court House
At Mulberry once more
Old Colonel Chesnut's grief at his wife's death 265
Chapter XVIII Columbia, S. C., July 6, 1864-January 17, 1865.
Gen. Joe Johnston superseded and the Alabama sunk
The author's new home
Sherman at Atlanta
The battle of Mobile Bay
At the hospital in Columbia
Wade Hampton's two sons shot
Hood crushed at Nashville
Farewell to Mulberry
Sherman's advance eastward
The end near 273
Chapter XIX Lincolnton, N. C., February 16, 1865,-March 15, 1865.
The flight from Columbia
A corps of generals without troops
Broken-hearted and an exile
Taken for millionaires
A walk with Gen Joseph E. Johnston
The burning of Columbia
Confederate money refused in the shops
Selling old clothes to obtain food
Gen. Joe Johnston and President Davis again
Braving it out
Mulberry saved by a faithful negro
Ordered to Chester, S. C. 300
Chapter XX Chester, S. C., March 21, 1865-May 1, 1865.
How to live without money
Keeping house once more
Other refugees tell stories of their flight
The Hood melodrama over
The exodus from Richmond
Passengers in a box car
A visit from General Hood
The fall of Richmond
Yankees hovering around
In pursuit of President Davis 320
Chapter XXI Camden, S. C., May 2, 1865-August 2, 1865.
Once more at Bloomsbury
Surprising fidelity of negroes
Stories of escape
Federal soldiers who plundered old estates
Mulberry partly in ruins
Old Colonel Chesnut last of the grand seigniors
Two classes of sufferers
A wedding and a funeral
Blood not shed in vain 335
This epic memoir and narrative spans the years of 1861 to 1865—the years of the American Civil War—and captures all that one woman, Mary Chesnut, saw, heard, and felt during this tumultuous time in American history.
Mary Chesnut was a privileged woman born into a prominent South Carolina planter family in 1863. She attended a French boarding school for girls in Charleston and at the age of seventeen married James Chesnut, Jr. In 1858, James Chesnut was elected the U.S. Senator from South Carolina. Mary became a lady of society, hostess, and distinguished first lady in Washington, and she carried out her roll of senatorial wife extraordinarily well.
The diary opens on November 8, 1860, as Mary describes being on a train and learning that Abraham Lincoln was elected president of the United States. From this moment onward, Mary vowed to "tell the story in my own way" (p. 1). Indeed, following Lincoln's election and the South's secession from the Union, Mary declared herself an unofficial observer of the goings-on around her, and she faithfully recorded everything she deemed noteworthy in her diary.
Mary continued to record her impressions over the next five years as she traveled throughout the South with her husband. After the secession, James Chesnut resigned from his post as U.S. Senator and became an aide to the Confederate president Jefferson Davis. As a result of her husband's prominent position within the government, Mary was privy to information that was not common knowledge and traveled within a circle of influential figures. In her diary, she made note of what was said by visitors to her home, many who played key roles in the Civil War.
In addition to military news and information about the state of the Confederacy, Mary also recorded her personal opinions of those she encountered. She shared dinner party stories, discussed fashion, and shared humorous moments between James Chestnut and herself. She listed the deaths as they mounted among her family and friends and recorded with growing sadness the number of battles lost as the inevitable outcome of the war unraveled before her eyes.
The diary, one of the most frequently cited memoirs of the war, is rich with details about the men and women who live in our history books today. The diary mentions race, finances, and wartime sacrifices. It struggles, in many ways, to come to terms with the notion of freedom. Mary Chesnut's Diary gives readers a first-hand glimpse into the life of one woman living during a time of a nation divided and a future uncertain for all involved.
ABOUT MARY BOYKIN CHESNUT
Mary Boykin Chesnut (1823 – 1886) married James Chesnut, Jr., at the age of seventeen. Her writings were first published in 1905.
ABOUT CATHERINE CLINTON
Catherine Clinton is a writer, scholar, and professor. She holds a chair in American history at Queen's University Belfast in Northern Ireland where she founded and heads a postgraduate program in American history. She is a member of the Advisory Council of Ford's Theatre Foundation in Washington, D.C., the Virginia Sesquicentennial of the American Civil War Commission, and serves on the editorial boards of Civil War History and Civil War Times. She wrote her first book, ThePlantation Mistress: Woman's World in the Old South, in 1982. The Christian Science Monitor and the Chicago Tribunenamed one of her biographies, Harriet Tubman: The Road to Freedom, among the best nonfiction books of 2004.
A CONVERSATION WITH CATHERINE CLINTON
Q. You were born in Seattle, raised in Kansas City, and have lived in many different cities across the United States, including Richmond, Virginia, and Spartanburg, South Carolina. Now that you are settled in Northern Ireland, describe how the various places in which you have lived have piqued your interest in the American Civil War. Was any one place of primary influence?
I spent my formative years in Kansas City, and much like Dorothy in The Wizard of Oz, I had dreams of other places. I spent a year abroad after completing my undergraduate degree at Harvard and my year in an American Studies program at the University of Sussex broadened my horizons considerably, and perhaps kept me spinning, in terms of my academic interests. I was fascinated by the fact that so many foreigners believed America was strongly defined by its Civil War and the significance of slavery in shaping America's past. I have always been particularly fond of travel and encouraged people to learn more about themselves by venturing out into the world, beyond comfortable boundaries. I also believe what Faulkner reminded us: "A fish doesn't think much about the meaning of water, until the fish is out of the water."
Q. What were your initial reactions when you first came across Mary Chesnut's memoir as an undergraduate? How would you compare Mary's diary to other personal narratives of the Civil War?
When I first encountered Mary Chesnut's diary, I was astonished by the vibrancy and intensity of her prose—the way she used equal doses of wit and pathos to beguile readers. In her own day, her bracing insights might have been judged vulgar, but for me they were riveting. After I had read over a hundred published collections of letters, journals, and memoirs, I was even more awestruck by her accomplishment, as she still reigns as one of the most vivid diarists of the age. Her distinctive voice—whether what she is saying is "right" or "wrong"—allows us to eavesdrop on the past.
Q. In addition to the wartime discussion of battles and deaths, the diary is full of humorous tidbits of life for Mary Chesnut in the South during secession. Can you talk about your favorite moment in the diary?
I am most fond of Chesnut when her tart observations hit the mark—as when a Yankee woman magazine writer abuses the South, but Chesnut skewers her, as she "used 'incredible' for 'incredulous,' I said not a word in defense of my native land. I left her 'incredible.' Another person came in, while she was pouring upon me her home troubles, and asked if she did not know I was a Carolinian. Then she gracefully reversed her engine, and took the other tack, sounding our praise, but I left her incredible and I remained incredulous, too" (p. 10).
Q. What is your background and how did you decide to become a writer? A scholar? Who are your influences?
I was very interested in writing from an early age and very lucky to have such wonderful mentors who helped me to thrive. My first experience writing was thanks to kindly teachers who mentored me, and I remember being published while still in grade school. My favorite aunt was a professor of English who kept me supplied with wonderful books like the Brothers Karamazovand Middlemarch. Being taken seriously at an early age encouraged me to take myself seriously.
Q. Throughout the diary there are examples of Mary Chesnut playing the role of the quintessential Southern belle, and yet at other moments she surprises the reader with her quick wit and brutal honesty. How does Mary Chesnut defy the stereotypes of her time?
During my earliest readings about slavery, I was convinced that the sexual double standard was key to understanding the system—most especially the way in which African American women were exploited by plantation masters during the antebellum era. I was fascinated by the psychosexual aspects of the system, and thunderstruck by those flashes when Chesnut dropped the veil and exposed slavery's wrongs: "But what do you say to this—to a magnate who runs a hideous black harem with its consequences, under the same roof with his lovely white wife and his beautiful and accomplished daughters? He holds his head high and poses as the model of all human virtues to these poor women whom God and the laws have given him… You see Mrs. Stowe did not hit the sorest spot. She makes Legree a bachelor" (pp. 99–100). These rare but riveting moments bring alive women's dilemmas in the Old South—for black women as well as white women. Chesnut was one of the few southern white women to break the silence on these issues.
Q. "Mary Chesnut was, above all, a propagandist for her class," you write on page xxi of your introduction to the memoir. Can you expand this statement further? Do you think Mary was motivated to write in part to justify her belief in the establishment of slavery?
Mary Chesnut was like so many of the women of the ruling elite—whitewashing slavery as part of their patriotic duty, part of her cultural DNA. She deluded herself about blacks, describing them alternately as childlike and scheming. Her logic dead-ends as she wanders in the maze. She struggled with the contradictions such a hypocritical analysis imposed on white Americans, particularly southerners who knew better but feared severe withdrawal pains if they did not feed their addictions for delusion.
Q. There is an undeniable allure to Mary Chesnut and her diary, despite the glaring racism and class consciousness of the author. Why do you think we are drawn to Mary's words? Is it "for what it reveals, as much as what it attempts to disguise"(p. xxii)?
Mary Chesnut was deeply caught up in the tangled threads she wove and rewove to produce her own historical tapestry, her own vivid version of the commonly agreed upon narrative. So not only the story, but the storytellers become the fabric of these Confederate fables. Chesnut called her writing "spinning her own entrails," and compared herself to a spider. But still, with all her posing and revising, she often let the mask slip so we might gaze behind the scenes. We are drawn into her prose because of this sense that we are being given a clandestine view. It is this subversive, suggestive quality that reels readers in.
Q. If Mary Chesnut were alive today, who might be her role model?
Clearly, Mary Chesnut was a unique personality, and I cannot predict who she might seek as a mentor or exemplar, but I suspect that she would be delighted to find Hillary Clinton had been enlisted as Secretary of State and a former vice-presidential candidate Sarah Palin is weighing her options for the 2012 presidential race. And I predict that Chesnut would emulate Arianna Huffington. She would well wish the Internet had been around during her era so she might have earned more than the $10 she received for her only publication during her lifetime. Thus Chesnut could well be eager to blog. (She is already on Facebook and has been friended by Mary Lincoln and Harriet Tubman.)
Q. As a scholar and writer, how do you come to terms with the shortsightedness of Americans during the era of the Civil War? Do you find it difficult to keep your personal beliefs out of your scholarly research?
I find it fairly strange that we are expected to write without having personal beliefs… we all do and the more we try to hide them, the more we call attention to them. As scholars it's not our job to suppress our beliefs any more than it is to celebrate them. As historians, it is our job to provide a fair and balanced assessment of the evidence we uncover, and to cogently develop our arguments in light of the historical context we develop—as well as within the context of who we are, when we are, to whom we are addressing our ideas, and (last but not least) why? After all, we pick the compelling stories we strive to tell. We may not agree with many or most of what our research hath wrought, and truths may not be self-evident, but whose truth and whose self? We are not required to abandon perspective, but to explain perspective and to create a context within which each of us can better appreciate the complexities of the past.
Q. What is next for you as a writer? As a scholar?
I will be completing a project on manhood, suicide, and the American Civil War during the Sesquicentennial years, demonstrating that there is always something new to research when you work on the American Civil War. It's a field that seems to never lie fallow, still fertile and enriching, a century and a half later. And after the Sesquicentennial, there's always the Centenary of World War I and Edith Wharton's fascinating role within this era. So commemorations and fascinating women continue to lure me backward and forward.
Posted December 27, 2013