Mary Elizabeth Wilson Sherwood

Mary Elizabeth Wilson Sherwood

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Portrait of Mary Elizabeth Wilson Sherwood Mary Elizabeth Wilson Sherwood An Epistle to Posterity — Chapter V (1897)

I saw General McClellan with his two young aides, the French princes. Count de Paris and Duc de Chartres, ride into Washington so encrusted with mud that they looked like fossil monsters.
All about the city for thirty miles spread the tents, the camp-fires, the stockades of a citizen soldiery, apprentices to the great art of war. Every new condition of human life, every possible embarrassment of climate, food, and shelter, came to try men's souls. Suffering of the keenest dwelt in those tents, besides joviality and excitement
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Portrait of Mary Elizabeth Wilson Sherwood Mary Elizabeth Wilson Sherwood An Epistle to Posterity — Chapter V (1897)

Every one is glad to have touched his hand.
We all felt that the men about us were making history, and that we were looking at heroes, if we could only find them out. Mine was General McClellan, whom I always continued to admire. I remember now what a thrill ran through me as he was kind enough to come and talk to me. His style was very quiet and reserved, but his conversation had a charm, impressing one with the feeling that he could say a great deal more if he only would.
Washington was at that time full of illy regulated and discontented spirits.
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