This morning I was lonely--this evening I am no longer so.
Georgia and Virginia have come up from my house, "Five Forks," escorted
by my faithful old Juba, and they burst in upon me like the sunshine!"
The words had scarcely been uttered when a tap came at the door; a
voice said, "May we come in, papa?" and a moment afterward the door
opened, and admitted Miss Georgia Conway and her sister Virginia.
Miss Georgia was the same tall and superb beauty, with the dark hair
and eyes; Miss Virginia the same winning little blonde, with the blue
eyes, and the smiles which made her lips resemble rose-buds. The young
ladies were clad in poor, faded-looking calicoes, and the slippers on
the small feet, peeping from their skirts, were full of holes. Such was
the appearance presented in that summer of 1864, my dear reader, by two
of the most elegant and "aristocratic" young ladies of Virginia!
But you did not look at the calicoes, and soon forgot the holes in the
shoes. My bow was such as I should have bestowed on two princesses, and
the young ladies received it with a grace and courtesy which were
charming.
In ten minutes we were all talking like old friends, and the young
ladies were making tea.
This was soon ready; some bread, without butter, was placed upon the
little table; and the meal was the most cheerful and happy imaginable.
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