"The Wartime Journal of a Georgia Girl" is Eliza Frances Andrews' diary in which she describes in detail the situation in Georgia during the last year of the Civil War. Andrews wrote about the anger and despair of Confederate citizens, caused by the General Sherman's devastation.

In the fall of 1864 General Sherman and his army cut a ruinous swath across Georgia, and outraged Southerners steeled themselves for defeat. Threatened by the approach of the Union army, young Eliza Frances Andrews and her sister Metta fled from their home in Washington, Georgia, to comparative safety in the southwestern part of the state. The daughter of a prominent judge who disapproved of secession, Eliza kept a diary that fully registers the anger and despair of Confederate citizens during the last months of the Civil War. Traveling across Georgia, Eliza observes Sherman’s devastation. A lively social life is maintained at her eldest sister’s plantation, where she and Metta take refuge, but Eliza’s sense of doom is clear. Rumors are rife—the fall of Richmond, the surrender of General Lee, the imminent approach of the Yankees. On returning to the family home, she sees the Old South crumble before her eyes. The War-Time Journal of a Georgia Girl depicts the chaos and tumult of a period when invaders and freed slaves swarmed in the streets, starved and beaten soldiers asked for food at houses with little or none, and currency was worthless. Eliza’s agony is complicated by political differences with her beloved father. Edited and first published nearly a half century after the Civil War, her diary is a passionate firsthand record.

DigiCat presents the Civil War Memories Series. This meticulous selection of the firsthand accounts, memoirs and diaries is specially comprised for Civil War enthusiasts and all people curious about the personal accounts and true life stories of the unknown soldiers, the well known commanders, politicians, nurses and civilians amidst the war. "The Wartime Journal of a Georgia Girl" is Eliza Frances Andrews' diary in which she describes in detail the situation in Georgia during the last year of the Civil War. Andrews wrote about the anger and despair of Confederate citizens, caused by the General Sherman's devastation.

The later diaries of Eliza Frances Andrews, an upper-class Southern woman whose earlier diaries have already been published as The Wartime Journal of a Georgia Girl: 1864-1865. Covering the period 1870-1872, the diaries cover her trip to New Jersey to visit Northern relatives and the beginnings of her first novel, ending with her mother's death. Annotation copyrighted by Book News, Inc., Portland, OR

War-Time Journal of a Georgia Girl, 1864-1865 is one of the truly important published diaries of the Civil War southern home front. Eliza Frances Andrews, more commonly known as Fanny, was born in 1840 to world of pre-Civil War southern privilege; her father was a prominent judge in the region who owned two hundred slaves and a cotton plantation. Georgia's secession from the Union provoked many disagreements within Fanny's family, as it did with many others across the South. Her father firmly opposed secession, fearing it would be lead to the destruction of their way of life, while Fanny and the rest of family supported the Rebel cause, indeed three of her brothers went on to fight for the Confederacy. Fanny did not record the first three years of the conflict, but as she began to be increasingly surrounded by death and destruction she decided to begin records the events that she witnessed. John Inscoe, editor of the New Georgia Encyclopedia, found the book particularly notable for the account of Sherman's devastating March to the Sea and "her harrowing retreat from her home in Washington; as [Sherman's] Union forces approached, she moved across ravaged areas to find refuge at her sister's plantation in the southwestern part of the state." Fanny describes in brilliant detail the collapse of the traditional agrarian world of the South and how members of the old ruling class were forced to become refugees in their own state. "a rich source of insight into the southern home front of the Civil War." Kim Kleinman, A Journal of the History of Science Society "Andrews was a product of the Old South but a woman who became self-sufficient and independent as her world changed." Charlotte A. Ford, The Georgia Historical Quarterly "With an insider's view, she proved a talented writer and astute observer. ... The diary is filled with Andrews's fiery, spirited persona" Saporta Report Eliza Frances Andrews was a popular Southern writer of the Gilded Age. Andrews's published works, notably her Wartime Journal of a Georgia Girl along with her novels and numerous articles, give a glimpse into bitterness, dissatisfaction, and confusion in the post-Civil War South. The War-Time Journal of a Georgian Girl, 1864-1865 was first published in 1908 and she passed away in 1931.

Cornelia Peake McDonald kept a diary during the Civil War (1861- 1865) at her husband's request, but some entries were written between the lines of printed books due to a shortage of paper and other entries were lost. In 1875, she assembled her scattered notes and records of the war period into a blank book to leave to her children. The diary entries describe civilian life in Winchester, Va., occupation by Confederate troops prior to the 1st Manassas, her husband's war experiences, the Valley campaigns and occupation of Winchester and her home by Union troops, the death of her baby girl, the family's "refugee life" in Lexington, reports of battles elsewhere, and news of family and friends in the army.

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