The wonder is that more of the old ladies of the South have not held to their resentment, for, as I have heard many a soldier say, women are the greatest sufferers from war.

One veteran said to me: "My arm was shattered and had to be amputated at the shoulder.

There was no anesthetic.

Of course I suffered, but I never suffered as my mother did when she learned what I had endured." Be they haters of the North or not, the old ladies of the South are among its chief glories, and it should be added that another of those glories is the appreciation that the South has for the white-haired heroines who are its mothers, grandmothers, and great grandmothers, and the unfailing natural homage that it pays them.

I do not mean by this merely that children and grandchildren have been taught to treat their elders with respect.