The Ladies TeaStop in and grab a quick cup of tea! All sorts of ladies issues are disscussed here. Both Ladies and Gentlemen are welcome to join in the conversations.
What Civil War soldier would you like to be courted by?
No secret here, but I would have to say the dashing J.E.B. Stuart. He describes in his personal letters to Bettie Hairston, "the blackberry hunt, the walk over to the spring, exploits on the water gap, frequent excursions in the garden, and the harvesters' serenade". A true romantic with a soft spot for music and song. A handsome cavalier with a sense of humor and a love of life. What a guy! Flora Stuart was a very lucky woman indeed.
what a fantastic question! I really don't know, I think I would pick Stonewall Jackson, only because, I love the Mort Kunstler painting Julia, in that picture, he looked like a loving, careing, gentle husband and father.
It goes without saying (and I'm speaking as a lady here, not as a soldier or a horse) that my esteem for General R.B. Garnett is marked by the utmost respectability and discretion for his good name and mine. However, considering the reports of his kind and sensitive personality, his unmarried state, the standing of his family, and last but not least his good looks (at least traditionally reported, if we consider those portraits of a darkly handsome officer as wrongly attributed), well, I would definitely not refuse gentlemanly ouvertures on his part.
Speaking as a more flirtatious modern-times Civil War fan, I'm not indifferent to the charms of Stonewall Jackson either, and also of W.S. Hancock. After watching just a slice of Ken Burns' Civil War I've found myself fancying the young Grant, and even McClellan, go figure...
Sorry to say, I am entirely too covetous (and maybe jealous) to have a famous beau or husband, though among the greats, you know my favorite one.
I would skip courtship and get to the engagement or marriage, even skip over the war part, just to have my beloved man back home with me and living a quiet, simple life.
To have a beau or husband that had all the ladies swooning would be most flattering, I think. A brave and gallant soldier in battle and a tender and loving soul when home. Your very own knight in shining armor. A man you could look up to, admire, be proud of and love.
The war took so many fine men and a woman was fortunate if her "knight" returned from battle. I can't imagine the strength and fortitude these women had to endure those 4 long years.
I just finished reading JEB's letters to his dear wife, Flora, and as they drew closer to 1864 and the inevitable end I felt knots in my throat. How Flora must have worried throughout the war only to receive the note that she prayed she would never see. I read the last letter with tears in my eyes and immediately flipped back to the front of the book and his days at West Point. Then he would be alive again with a future full of promise. At least you can do that in a book. If only you could do it in life.
Forgive me for rambling on but this is the only place I can come and express my feelings, if only for myself.
Um. I will have to admit... I don't know who Daniel Ruggles is...although I am acquainted with Santa Claus...
Well, *sigh*, Robert E. Lee is the one for me. The painting of him about the time he was graduated from the point sends Miss Markie into a swoon every time.
And don't get me started on the Gallant Pelham. His photo graces every desk I work from: home, school, and my classroom. He is now a trifle young for Miss Markie. But since this is all just daydreaming, why not subtract a few years from my true age.
(Miss Markie conceals a still girlish blush behind her fan...)
__________________ "Live in the world you inhabit. Look upon things as they are. Take them as you find them. Make the best of them. Turn them to your advantage." - R. E. Lee
Um. I will have to admit... I don't know who Daniel Ruggles is...although I am acquainted with Santa Claus...
Well, *sigh*, Robert E. Lee is the one for me. The painting of him about the time he was graduated from the point sends Miss Markie into a swoon every time.
And don't get me started on the Gallant Pelham. His photo graces every desk I work from: home, school, and my classroom. He is now a trifle young for Miss Markie. But since this is all just daydreaming, why not subtract a few years from my true age.
(Miss Markie conceals a still girlish blush behind her fan...)
Pelham? Miss M., how could you not love this mugg?
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