The journal of Julia Le Grand, New Orleans, 1862-1863; . s sheis safe. Queer world this. People are beginning to look forward to an at-tack on this place once more. I do not intend toget excited as I did last summer. How often wasI told as I lay down at night to put a dark dressby my bedside, as the Confederates would be hereby morning. Dozens and dozens of nights wereappointed for the attack, and dozens of morningsbroke in disappointment to thousands. We be-lieve now but for the loss of our dear ram wewould have had the city back long ago, thoughcroakers cry, **Never again; except by treaty.*
The journal of Julia Le Grand, New Orleans, 1862-1863; . s sheis safe. Queer world this. People are beginning to look forward to an at-tack on this place once more. I do not intend toget excited as I did last summer. How often wasI told as I lay down at night to put a dark dressby my bedside, as the Confederates would be hereby morning. Dozens and dozens of nights wereappointed for the attack, and dozens of morningsbroke in disappointment to thousands. We be-lieve now but for the loss of our dear ram wewould have had the city back long ago, thoughcroakers cry, **Never again; except by treaty.*I was among those croakers at first. I feltwe could never get it back the sad ignomin-ious day it fell, but I grew into a morehopeful state after awhile and joined with somefaith the whispering conclaves. How often weimagined we heard the guns at the Fort, I couldnot at this time safely determine, but their attackand fall were often talked over enough in the dimtwilight to stir my blood. What deeds of valorand devotion were we not to perform. We partly. MRS. R. A. WILKINSON Of Pointe Celeste plantation, Louisiana JOUBNAL OF JULIA LE GRAND 193 rose from the sluggish channel in which sorrowhad made us float so long. I do not think thateither Gin or myself would fear in battle—we aretoo sad-hearted. The town is in Federal handsstill, but after long silence on this momentoustopic, men and women begin again to whisper ofattack. General Banks, Farragut and fleet haveleft for Baton Eouge to aid the attack at PortHudson. This place is now poorly defended, andwe might take it if the 290 and Oreta were would rather get it by treaty, oh, so much—there would be no blood shed then, but if I sayso before Mrs. Norton it raises a perfect would fight as bravely as she, if the city is at-tacked and needs womens help, but I cannot helpnourishing a hope that the fights at all the differ-ent points may be delayed until some decision isarrived Congress, which will leave us a
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