The restaurants are closed and the shutters are up; the occupants of the club rooms are dead, or in prison, or in exile; there is still carousing in taverns, but it is only by the flushed and spendthrift Yankee officers who are willing to pay seventy-five cents for a cobbler.
Reid describes the desolation in Charleston, highlighting the impact of the war on social life and commerce.
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The question about the slaves being self-supporting, is a question no longer.
I asked the old man what he wanted to learn to read for.
Suppose it to be merely a war in defense of our own just rights and interests.
Give them order and justice, and trust to these to win them in other regards to our ways.