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Title: Life, letters and speeches of James Louis Petigru, the Union man of South Carolina
Year: 1920 (1920s)
Authors: Petigru, James Louis, 1789-1863 Carson, James Petigru
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Publisher: Washington, D. C. : W. H. Lowdermilk & co.
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
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nts of the season to you and all the George-town coterie. I hope that you are all well, and that you are not,any of you, too wise to be merry according to the simple fashionof the old times. I came here last Saturday—found everythingwell—have made 12,000 bushels from 200 acres, which is notcontemptible, and if I lived as a planter, on the plantation, andof the plantation, would be a decent income for the like of us.But what with buying corn, clothing against cholera as well asagainst cold—and paying bills for all that is not done by thenegroes own hands, little is left of 8 or 9,000 dollars to lay up orto spend. The only thing to flatter my vanity as a proprietoris the evident and striking improvement in the moral and physi-cal condition of the negroes since they have been under myadministration. When I took them, they were naked and desti-tute; now there is hardly one that has not a pig at least, and withfew exceptions, they can kill their own poultry whenever theyplease. * * *
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Petigrus Seal The crest, a little crane, petit gnu: believed to have been a joke otCaptain Thomas Petigru, U.S.N. (Facing 180) James Louis Petigru 181 CHAPTER XX 1836 Advice to Legare; Death of his Brother-in-law; Mar-riages OF his Sisters; Cholera; Fire in City; BuyingLand to HUGH S. legare Charleston, February 17, 1836.My Dear Legare: This is Ash Wednesday, the day of all days in the year thatour citizens take for a gala and merry-making. This is the daywhen the races commence and Charleston is filled with old andyoung intent on amusement, business and the turf. But for meit is no day of rejoicing or festivity. My poor friend North diedlast Saturday morning, leaving three small children, besides hiswidow, whose destiny depends now a great deal on me. Hewent off very rapidly in a dropsy. Do you really think you will return in the summer? Greatthings are on foot here. Pinckney bolted a week ago, and intro-duced resolutions counter to the proceedings of Hammond, inthe House, and Calhou

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