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Friday, July 10, 2009

Antebellum and Civil War Weddings





In the nineteenth century women had little influence in politics, economics, or education. A woman’s wedding day was her day to shine even if she didn’t come from a wealthy family. At no other time in her life would a bride be as important as she was on her wedding day.

A wedding was also an important social event for communities, especially in the South. Relatives who lived both near and far away gathered for the joyous event.

Most girls began courting and married somewhere between the ages of 18 to 21 and men by age 23 although some girls married in their early teens. If a girl remained unmarried much past the age of 23 she was considered to be an old maid.

Just a note here; courting and dating are not the same thing. The express purpose of courtship was marriage while dating is-at least in the beginning-for fun and amusement. To court a young woman a man was expected to ask the permission of her father. It was also expected that his intentions were honorable; that is, marriage minded. Courtship usually took place in the woman’s home under close supervision. A couple was rarely left alone. While gathering information for this article I read one story about a man who was so desperate for a kiss from his beloved that he gave her chaperone a drugged peach to put her to sleep.

Of course, most people have heard of bundling which sometimes took place in the North. This was a Dutch custom that involved putting a man and woman into the same bed either fully or partly dressed. I guess we can all imagine how that sometimes went.

Our modern system of dating emerged from this tightly structured system of courtship.

I found it interesting that if you lived in the South once a man actually proposed to a girl, it was expected that she turn him down at least twice before she said yes. I guess she didn’t want to seem too eager-or maybe desperate-but given the nature of courtship it seems like a lot of silliness to me.

Once an engagement was finalized the couple would sometimes visit family members to extend personal invitations to the wedding. Engagements were usually short with many less than six months. During this time the preparations for the wedding were made. This included the bride’s trousseau.

The wedding dress itself probably would have surprised you. Prior to 1840 when Queen Victoria wore a white dress to get married in most wedding dresses were chosen so they could be used as the bride’s best dress after the wedding. White was expensive and hard to clean, so it was far more practical to marry in a colored dress. The plaid dress at the top of this post was worn by Gertrude Stoddard at her wedding to William Shapper on March 22, 1861, in Horseheads, New York.

Queen Victoria’s dress was made of white satin trimmed with orange flower blossoms and over this a veil of Honiton lace. The lace was created especially for her, and after the wedding the design was destroyed. The lace which formed the flounce of the dress was four yards long and three quarters of a yard in depth. Queen Victoria’s dress is also pictured at the top of this post as well as bridal gowns featured in an 1861 issue of Godey’s Lady’s Book.

Naturally, not everyone could afford expensive lace and satin even if Queen Victoria did wear it to “the wedding of the century.” Here’s a description of the wedding dress worn by a Missouri bride in 1859: …tight bodice, a necklace neckline and dropped shoulders with flowing sleeves… material used was linsey-woolsey… produced only on American farms and plantations…blocks of dark and light gray… formed stripes around her 5 yard skirt. The gray was broken by a band of wine colored wool and natural linen stripes alternating.

Some brides wore purple in honor of those who had fallen in battle.

Although brides didn’t often wear white their attendants did. When Cornelia Jones Pond married in 1853 in Liberty County, Georgia, her attendants wore white silk dresses covered with white tulle, white sashes, gloves and slippers.

The wedding ceremony itself sometimes took place in a church, but people often chose to be married at home. After the ceremony people partied sometimes for a period of days. It’s interesting to note that people often married in late spring or in winter to avoid heavy work in the fields.

After the ceremony it was traditional to have a wedding supper much as we do today. A typical menu would consist of turkey, ham, bread, biscuits, jellies, cakes, ice cream gelatin, candy, and fruit. Again, the poor would not have served such an assortment of dishes. It’s also worth noting that during the antebellum period wedding cakes weren’t white as they are today. They were dark fruit cakes.

Did they have a honeymoon? Yes, the upper classes did, but the poor usually didn’t. The trip usually consisted of sightseeing and visiting far off relatives and could last up to several months. What about gifts? Some people gave them, but some didn’t. The war made gift giving in the South extremely difficult.

During the war itself some things changed. For one thing it was hard to meet men because everybody was in the army. Fear of being an old maid caused many girls both North and South to marry men who would have been socially unacceptable in previous days. Esther Alden who lived in the South said, “One looks at a man so differently when you think he may be killed tomorrow. Men whom up to this time I had thought dull and commonplace seemed charming.”

Marriage between Yankees and Southern girls also took place. Women who refused to walk past an American flag or listen to Northern music could also be seen “arm in arm with dashing lieutenants and captains.” Their elders mourned this “marrying craze”, but it didn’t stop anyone. Recuperating soldiers-even amputees-were acceptable as mates.
In a way it was probably easier for girls to meet possible mates in the South than it was in the North because the war was fought in the South. The armies were closer.

So, what do you think? Are modern weddings all that much different?

I used the following links to collect information for this article if you’d care to read in more detail.

http://mgagnon.myweb.uga.edu/students/Cooper.htm

http://www.vintageconnection.net/Bridal_Gowns.htm

http://www.memorialhall.mass.edu/collection/itempage.jsp?itemid=15807

http://civilwartalk.com/forums/ladies-tea/19648-civil-war-weddings.html

Friday, July 3, 2009

Letters From The Front


I recently made a trip to our local library and found a civil war novel that looked pretty good. It’s called Hallum’s War, and it was written by Elisabeth Payne Rosen. I did enjoy the book, but it made me think about what it might have been like to have lived during the Civil War. Of course there was always the risk of losing a loved one, but just think of the families that split over the issue with one side picking the North and the other the South. Talk about a family feud.

Anyway, I decided I’d do a series of posts on the Civil War. I found a book titled The Confederacy Is On Her Way Up The Spout. The book is filled with letters written by Confederate soldiers. In previous wars before censorship, email, and cell phones, their letters were often a source of information about the progress of a war. They also explained how a soldier spent his days and nights.

Between the years 1861 and 1864 Jesse McMahan and Lucretis Caroline Barrett McMahan of Pickens County, South Carolina, received numerous letters from a family of Confederate soldiers-three brothers and a brother-in-law. The soldiers were yeoman farmers whose education was limited as you can see from their spelling and punctuation. Unhappily, none of the four survived the war.

Here are some excerpts from the letters. I hope you find them as interesting as I did. The last letter explains how the book I used got its title.

August 11, 1861
Richmond, VA

Dear Brother and Sister

…a sholger nows but little moar what is a goin on than you do only in his own ridge ment or when he receves orders to march and than he don’t know whether hit is for a fight or to change en campements til he sees the enemy. Only by the movements of the armey he can give a perty close gest. i know that tha is fifey Thousand shoulgers in camp hear and sixteen Hundred yankee prisoners hear but I don’t know ho long we wil stay her nor wher we will go to next.

Oct 14, 1861
Camp Winder, Richmond

Dear Brother and Sister-Thrue the kind provadents c. and all wise god I am enjoying good health while many of my Brother solgers has sicken and dide hoping thes lines may find you all well.

November 1, 1861
Goldsboro, NC

every thing seams still today. The same auld tail keep two days rashon cook. we have bicets that is so hard I could nock a bull down with one. hit is raining this eaven an the wind a blowing a prospeck of a stormey night.

April 11, 1862
Ashland, VA

It a snowing on the morning of the eight long be for day. the role beat we was up and on march by six. the snow had turn in to heavy rain. it continued to rain all day. ten thousand of us on march the mud and water nea deep in a heap of places and small stream to wade.

May 13, 1862
Kent County vergina

the Yankees made a heavy actact on williamsburg at 11 on monday. tha was 3000 ingage on boath sides. the fight lasted tel 6 in the even. the Yankees reinforce all the time and no reinforce got to our toops tel five in the even. our troops won the fight. drove the yankees back with grate slaughter. hit was a hard and bloody battle.

January 28, 1863
Fredericksburg, Va.

it was a sight to see the battlefield, the dead was a lying thick over a bout one hundred achors of ground and strange to tel but no les strange than true the heaps of the dead to make brest works to sight behind.

June 5, 1863
Hampton Legion
South Quay, Va.

There is nothing more but Sorrows & trubles to be seen. Oh I will be glad when it is gods will to restore Peace to our unhappy & distressed country.


July 18, 1863
Camp Neare Richmond

the soldiers has a by word when any body dies or anything lost saying its gone up the spout. tell Washington that I say the Confederacy is on her way up the spout. nothing more.

Friday, June 26, 2009

Book Review


Welcome to review day. Today I'm sharing a review of The Welcome Inn which was written by my author friend Rita Thedford. Rita writes for Wings Press, The Wild Rose Press and Ellora's Cave among others. If you like what she says about The Welcome Inn, the book is available at http://www.wingsepress.com or amazon.com.

Spunky Julianna Martin has thrown herself, body and soul, into the rebuilding of The Welcome Inn, hoping to one day to buy the place outright. Her plans fall apart when Buck Abercrombie buys the place out from under her nose. Just like a man to ruin her plans! Her basic distrust of men and their motives is the cornerstone of her every encounter with the drool-worthy Buck. The man is drop dead gorgeous, opinionated, and everything she’s always tried to avoid.

Buck returns home to Martin’s Crossing to take over the repair and operations of The Welcome Inn and falling for a red-headed spitfire is the last thing he planned. He’d been burned once before and wasn’t looking forward to a repeat experience but the curvy, gorgeous, and very bossy woman intrigues him.

As sparks fly between Julianna and Buck, diamond smugglers are on the loose in their small town and they believe Julianna knows where the missing diamonds are hidden. What ensues is a fast-paced cat and mouse game that throws the hero and heroine together despite their every attempt to deny their obvious attraction.

This is also the story of redemption as Buck’s ne’er do well brother, Travis, finds that second chances often arrive on the heels of love.

Ms. Cantrell has written a fast-paced story that features witty dialogue and lots of action not to mention, two very strong and stubborn characters. A well-written story that makes the reader cheer for the protagonists! Julianna is a beautiful, gutsy heroine who is smart enough to give up her misplaced preconceptions and reach out for the love of a good man. Buck is a hero to cheer for and dream of. Old fashioned, protective and oh so…sexy!

The Welcome Inn is a thoroughly wonderful story!

-Rita Thedford author of Tempted available at Wings ePress

Friday, June 19, 2009

Got Flip Flops?



Hi, readers! Did you know that today is National Flip Flop Day? Yeah, neither did I. I've never even heard of National Flip Flop day until I accidently ran across it while I was surfing the internet.

I was only a small child when I got my first pair of flip flops. I remember we had gone to visit my cousin's family, and he had a pair. I wasn't sure I'd like that piece of rubber between my toes, but he promised it felt fine so the following weekend my mother bought me my first pair. They were red, and I loved them. I wore them everywhere. They wore out before too long, but hey, that's not a problem because they were CHEAP. For well under a dollar you could get a brand new pair that was clean and puffy on the bottom.

Of course back then the basic variety was all that could be found in the small town where I grew up-not like today when the selection is almost endless. I have a white pair with a pretty white flower on the top, and I recently bought a black pair decorated with faux turquoise stones. I also have a black patent leather pair with a big silver buckle and zebra skin trim. You outta see how good they look with my black pants and geometric print black and white blouse!

So where did flip flops come from? They've been around forever. Stone age rock paintings show people wearing flip flops, and see the picture on the left? Those are solid gold flip flops found in King Tut's tomb. I don't know how comfortable they'd be, but wow. Solid gold. The Egyptian's also had a hieroglyph for flip flops. It looks like a long oval with an inverted V.

Flip flops came to the United States at the end of World War II when American soldiers brought back Zori sandals as souvenirs of their stay in Japan. They really caught on and morphed into their fifties look after the Korean War. They started to symbolize an informal, casual lifestyle. Of cours it didn't hurt that Jackie Kennedy wore a pair of Jack Rogers Navajo flip flops when she went to Florida. Just so you know, I've ordered me a pair of those. I love them. They're the picture on the right.

Anyway, today you see flip flops everywhere. Models wear them on fashion runways, people wear them to their office on casual Fridays, they still go to the beach, and you can even buy sport flip flops now. Guess how much money Americans spend on flip flops per year? Are you ready? Two billion dollars! For flip flops! Wild isn't it?

Okay, enough writing. I'm going to buy some more flip flops.

Friday, June 12, 2009

What Is Diana Up To?


Do you know my author friend Diana Castilleja? No? Then maybe you know her as Diana Dericci. She writes sweet romance as Diana Castilleja and erotica as Diana Dericci. Here's a little bit about her. Uh, I copied this bio from her web site. Sorry, Diana, I didn't take the time to put it into my own words.

With more than half a dozen ebooks currently to her credit and her first print book released in 2008, Diana Castilleja has kept busy since she started writing professionally in late 2004.

Diana currently resides in central Texas with her husband and son. When not focusing her energy on her family and her writing, she loves to travel and haunt bookstores. She's lived in several states across the south and midwest, as well as traveling to Mexico. With moving every year or changing schools since the fourth grade to her sophomore year, she learned reading was a fast escape. The freedom to read about anything and everything has fueled her adult imagination. She also enjoys romance, horses, and yes, still loves to read. Right now, she's probably attacking her keyboard writing her next book. If she's not, she should be!


Diana also has a new book coming out on June 15 from Tease Publishing, and she's agreed to tell us about it. Here goes.

Trusting Delilah

Roman Aiza is the second born son of the Aiza clan. He also owns and operates a private security company and has an ongoing contract with one of Florida's most influential residents. He is patrolling at a party when he encounters a woman who will haunt him. A woman who at their first meeting, manages to walk right out of his hands when he follows her for trespassing. She manages to do this without giving Roman a single reason why she is in the depths of the house he is protecting. When he does finally locate her days later, his goal is to prove that his instincts are wrong. She is not the woman that all of his senses are clamoring for.

Yet when the daughter of Roman's largest and closest account is kidnapped and held for ransom, will they be able to build a trust between them? Or will their own secrets keep them apart?


A Trust Earned

Selene Aiza is a very compassionate woman by nature, and fiercely protective of those she cares for. A renowned doctor with gentle patient skills, she prefers the wild country of western Oregon and the secluded hospital where she can help the people who truly need her assistance. And in the depths of those wooded wilds she can keep her secrets well hidden.

She is safe until the man she encounters by pure chance becomes the hospital's first choice as co-administrator. Her secrets and her very life fall into jeopardy, and only he can save her. He could also destroy her.


What they've been saying about the Aiza Clan Series:


Trusting Delilah kept my attention from first word to last. This is a story that grabs all the emotions and the senses.
Judith Rochelle, Author of Cutter's Law and Redemption.


...fast paced, tightly packed with emotion, mystery and suspense,
Jackie, ParaNormal Romance (PNR Inklings)


...a powerful read with sexy characters and a great plot
Tiger Lily, LASR Reviews


Available in Print at Barnes & Nobles and other retail outlet stores. Also available for purchase online.

Full excerpts available online at http://www.dianacastilleja.com.

Good luck with the book, Diana. Hope you have a bestseller on your hands.

Friday, June 5, 2009

In The Kitchen Southern Style


Do you know of women who don’t like chocolate? I know a few, but there must be something wrong with them, don’t you think? My mother loved chocolate, and so did my Dad. As promised last week, here’s one of the best recipes for chocolate cake you ever ate. It’s easy, tastes great, and doesn’t stay around my house very long.

Wet Chocolate Cake
2 cups flour 4 TBSP cocoa
2 cups sugar 1/2 cup buttermill
1 stick butter 1 tsp soda
½ cup cooking oil 2 eggs
1 cup water 1 tsp vanilla
Sift flour and sugar together in a large mixing bowl. Place butter, oil, water, and cocoa into a saucepan and bring to a rapid boil. When mixture boils, remove from heat and pour over sugar and flour mixture. Mix well with spoon and add buttermilk, soda, eggs and vanilla. Beat lightly and pour into greased and floured 13 X 9 X 1 ½ inch pan. Bake at 325 degrees for 30 to 40 minutes.

Wet Chocolate Frosting
1 stick butter
4TBSP cocoa
6 TBSP evaporated milk
1 box powdered sugar
Place butter, cocoa, and milk in saucepan. When mixture comes to a boil remove from heat and add 1 box powdered sugar and 1 tsp vanilla. Pour over cake while hot.

It’s kind of interesting to note that as far as regular cooking went, my mother could beat almost any cook I ever saw, but when it came to baking, Daddy beat her hands down. All of the men in his family loved to cook. So does my son.

Did you know that in the South macaroni and cheese is always listed as a vegetable selection at little meat and three places? Here’s my mother’s macaroni and cheese recipe.

Macaroni and Cheese

3 cups macaroni
1 egg
12 ozs. Sharp cheddar cheese, grated
3 cups milk.
Ritz crackers (optional)

Cook the macaroni until done, about 7 minutes. Don’t overcook it. Drain and place into a baking dish sprayed with Pam. Add the grated cheese and mix. Beat the egg and milk and pour over the noodles and cheddar. Mix well. Add salt and pepper to taste, but don’t skimp on the pepper. If you like, crumble some Ritz crackers on the top. Bake at 350 until golden brown on the top. Don’t overcook it.

My mother always added Ritz crackers, but I don’t. The original recipe also called for some butter, but I’ve left it out because I think it makes the macaroni too greasy.

Does anyone make biscuits from scratch anymore? I don’t, but Mama’s recipe sure makes some tasty biscuits. Here’s the way she did it.

Biscuits

2 cups self rising flour
¾ cup shortening
¾ cup buttermilk.

Chop the shortening into the flour. Add mix and mix. Spread on floured surface, roll out dough. Cut into biscuit shape. Cook at 425 degrees until brown.

This recipe is best with shortening like Mama did it, but butter will work. Regular milk will work too, but buttermilk tastes better. Put a slice of country ham in a hot biscuit, and you’re eating Southern!

Need a punch recipe for a special event? Try my Dad’s favorite.

Daddy’s Punch

7 bananas
squirt of lemon juice
1 ½ cups sugar
2 or 3 cups orange juice
4 cups water
1 can pineapple juice unsweetened
1 bottle ginger ale

Mix and freeze. Before serving add 1 bottle ginger ale and stir it up.

My mother was a great cook, but she didn’t make up recipes from scratch. I wish I could tell you where these came from, but I don’t know, and I can’t ask her because she passed away many years ago.
What about you? What’s your favorite recipe from your mother’s kitchen?

Friday, May 29, 2009

My Mother's Sunday Dinner


When I was a child, no meal more exemplified traditional southern cooking than Sunday dinner which was eaten at noon. All over the south cooks prepared special dinners for their families to enjoy-and they didn’t worry about calories and heart-healthy food either.

One of my mother’s favorite Sunday meals was fried chicken, potato salad, creamed corn, green beans, and banana pudding. Yes, it was a huge meal, but we enjoyed it, and there weren’t very many leftovers.

How did she fry the chicken? Naturally she used a cast iron skillet, a big heavy thing that she filled with either bacon grease or Crisco. I liked it better in Crisco. The chicken was always crispy on the outside and tender and moist on the inside. I think chicken tasted better back then because the chickens were normal sized birds-not those enormous steroid chickens you buy today. Frankly, if a chicken is over three pounds it’s hard to cook properly. You can buy organic or free range chicken today which aren’t so large, but they’re usually more expensive than regular chicken.

When I fry chicken today I still use a cast iron skillet, a big heavy thing that I usually fill with olive oil or sometimes corn oil. Know what? The chicken tasted better in Crisco.

Banana pudding was one of my all time favorites. My mother didn’t take shortcuts when she made her banana pudding. She followed the recipe on the Nilla Vanilla Wafers box. If you’re never tried traditional banana pudding you’re missing out on a treat. The recipe may still be printed on the box, but just in case it isn’t I’m giving you recipe below. Try it if you never have. I don’t think you’ll be disappointed.

If you’d like my chocolate cake recipe check back with me next week. It’s so good I’d like to bury my face in it.

Banana Pudding

¾ cup granulated sugar
1/3 cup all-purpose flour
Dash of salt
4 eggs separated at room temperature
2 cups milk
1 tsp. vanilla extract
35 to 45 Nilla wafers
5 to 6 medium size fully ripe bananas sliced
Reserve 1 banana and 10 to 12 wafers for garnish

Combine ½ cup sugar, flour and salt in top of double boiler. Stir in 4 egg yolks and milk: blend well. Cook uncovered over boiling water, stirring constantly until thickened. Reduce heat and cook stirring occasionally for 5 minutes. Remove from heat. Add vanilla. Spread small amount on bottom of 1 ½ quart casserole. Cover with layer of Nilla wafers. Top with layer of sliced bananas.
Pour about 1/3 of custard over bananas. Continue to layer wafers, bananas, and custard to make 3 layers of each ending with custard. Beat egg whites until stiff but not dry. Gradually add remaining sugar and beat until stiff peaks form. Spoon on top of pudding covering the entire surface and sealing the edges. Bake at 425 degrees for 5 minutes or until delicately browned.