Cold.
Went to town. Heard that [William]
Pennington was elected Chairman [Speaker] of the [U.S.] House [of
Representatives]. Mary
Griffing was here [with others]. We played cards, danced, blindfold. Broke up
about 12 o’clock. Had such a pleasant time.
[Willoughby]
Babcock and I got into a dispute concerning the inferiority of the nigger.
Babcock denies an assertion of mine with some spirit & his eyes flashed as
if mad. He is a rout abolitionist or in principle will say the nigger’s a
brother equal in mind but his theory is not his practice.
Evening
got a letter from Camden. [McCandless] wants me to come immediately. I shall start as soon as I can. Got a trunk,
satchel, and cap for $3.62 of Hymes.
Went
to town. Got a likeness & photograph & many other things. Called at Aunt
Betsy [Platt’s], [William] Smyth’s, [James] Rankine’s, [Nathaniel] Davis’s. Got 2 volumes of Virgil
of him…. [in evening,] went to town with my trunk & called to Aunt Lucy
Fiddis’.
Tuesday.
At 2 o’clock in the morning, I started for Camden, South Carolina. [My brother] Steve went over to the depot with me. I had a pleasant ride.
There was considerable snow down by the Delaware [River]… That is a very rough country. The hills rise in some places
perpendicularly over the river & were considerable with ice. It was quite
warm.
I
got into New York
[City] about 12. I left my trunk in Jersey City
& went over into New York
[City].
New York
is a city that did not come up to my expectations, but the [Hudson] River is broader than I thought. I got my books but had not time to go to Mrs.
Rice’s. My fare to New York
[City] was $5.25. I got a ticket in
New York
for Wilmington
[North Carolina] which cost $19.80. My books cost ___.
I
started from New York at six. At Trenton
where we crossed the battlefield, the train went very slow. Arrived at Philadelphia
about 10 in the evening, crossed the [Delaware] river in the ferry boat & rode in the
omnibus to the west end of the city for the cars. I was intensely tired so much
that I could not sleep.
Wednesday.
Arrived in Baltimore
a little before 4 o’clock a.m. Before getting into Baltimore, we crossed [the
Susquehanna River] in a ferry boat. The evening & morning were very cold. Arrived
in Washington
a little before daylight. I could not see the capitol plainly. Took the
steamboat for Aquia Creek, the distance being 15 miles. Saw Mount Vernon
[going] out. It did not look as well as I thought. It was very cold on the
river.
Richmond
[Virginia] is a beautiful place. It seems to have been built on more hills than
Rome. There is a beautiful statue of someone on a horse.
Got into Petersburgh [sic] about 5 in afternoon.

Erecting
the Monument to George Washington in Richmond, 1859
"...There is a beautiful statue of someone on a horse..." -- RLG
Arrived
in
Wilmington
[North Carolina] Thursday morning about half past 5. Crossed [the Cape Fear River] in a ferry boat to the cars. The morning was very cold but it was quite
pleasant the rest of the day. There was nearly as much snow in
Virginia
as in New York. Some in South Carolina. In South Carolina
we passed through miles & miles of swamp land, densely filled with timber
and brush. In North Carolina
there was a great many yellow pine, chipped for making turpentine. There were
vast fields of cotton in South Carolina, but the old stalks remaining. In some places the niggers were plowing with one
horse or mule.
Arrived
in Kingsville
[via the Wilmington
and Manchester Railroad, distance 171 miles] about 4 in the afternoon. Then
took up cars for Camden
& got there about 6 pm. Went to the [Mansion House] hotel & then went to Mr. L.
McCandless’ [house]. He was not in & returned to the hotel but about eight
[o’clock] his assistant came down & I went up to his house & stayed a
short time. Stayed at the hotel all night.

The Mansion House on the southwest corner of Broad
and DeKalb Streets was the only hotel operating in Camden, SC in 1860. It
was managed by E.G. Robinson, a native New Yorker.
Wrote
a letter to mother. Went to the school & remained there. The boys are wild.
Afternoon Mr. McCandless’ negro brought up my baggage. I am to board with him
& have his assistant for my chum. After paying up, had $0.25 left. Unpacked
my trunk & find all things safe.
Had
nothing to do. I read some Latin, wrote a letter to [Cousin] Lucy [Fiddis],
& commenced one for home. Felt rather homesick.
Went
to church. I did not like the preaching. Studied all the rest of the day.
Today
was the first day of my teaching. I got along very well – at least I thought
– during the forenoon. But in the afternoon came the tug of war. I asked the
class both in Latin and Greek questions they could not answer. They were none of
the best scholars by any means for such a man [with a reputation] as Mr. McCandless ought to invoke.
But in the evening he said that some different arrangements must be made for I
was wholly incompetent to go on with the class. He would have dismissed me
immediately but his tender feelings condemned the idea. He said he would make
arrangements with me till the first or middle of April to hear other classes,
but [only] at the rate of $400 a year! I am feeling very miserable & have cursed
the day that I wrote to him accepting the situation. I am alone among strangers
& without money. But I will try to put trust in God & do my best. Sent a
letter for mother today.
The
Leslie McCandless Schoolhouse, ca. 1930's
Built in 1850 and moved from its original location on Laurens Street near the
end of the century.
Rainy
day. Heard the classes in English branches that McCandless gave me. I did not
hear any in Latin or Greek. If I stay till the 1st or the middle of April I can
scarcely make enough to carry me home with the deducted salary he proposes to
give me. I noticed today that almost – in fact all – of the textbooks used
in the South are from the North & they have an inveterate hatred to all
books that speak derogatorily of the South. Sent a letter to [Henry] Handerson
asking him to help me to secure a place to teach.
Very
pleasant & warm today. Same course in school as yesterday. I would take it
very well if McCandless would not interfere. But he is continually finding fault
with me. I could [not] do anything to suit him. My position is worse than a
slave. McCandless – when he gave me to understand that he did not want my
services in Latin or Greek – said he would try to get me a place in a family
[as a private tutor]. Whether he will or not, I do not know.
Rainy.
Went about the place some. Saw the monument to DeKalb.
It is not very high, but is about 5 feet square – an obelisk. It is old and
grown over in some places with moss. The court house is a fine building.

DeKalb's
Monument in Camden SC

The
Court House in Camden, South Carolina before its restoration
"...the court house is a fine building" -- RLG
Sunday.
Went to church. Bishop [Thomas Frederick] Davis
preached. He is nearly blind but intends to have an operation performed soon.
He is about six feet high, has a large head, high forehead and retreating –
much more than Dr. [Benjamin] Hale’s. He preached a very good sermon but not
such a one as I had expected. [5] He is below Bishop DeLancey.
…We
had a new student today, rather old. He is from Arkansas. He was a school teacher there & is very ignorant. The scholars make some
of the most laughable mistakes imaginable & it is with difficulty that I can
keep from laughing.
…The
ladies are playing & singing up in the parlor. Miss [Lucy Ann] Fisher, the
[21 year-old] teacher of
French in the Female school [run by Mrs. McCandless], was here to tea. She is not very good looking.
Teaching is a slave’s life, I must confess – especially when one is not
considered anything & is continually found fault with. I never say much at
the table – not to the lady teacher, nor will I. Mr.
McCandless never does & thinking so little of me as he seems to do, I am
loathe to try to appear differently.
The Camden Female Seminary operated by Mrs.
Fanny C. McCandless. The portico of the McCandless Residence where Goodrich
boarded from February to May, 1860 appears at the extreme left.
…The
more I see of McCandless, the less I like him. He has given me nearly all the
youngest & most stupid boys in the school & it is very hard work. I do
not teach either German or French, Latin or Greek – nothing but the English
branches or nothing beyond reduction in arithmetic. I hear reading, spelling,
annals in history, mental arithmetic, geography, differentiation, grammar &
two classes in arithmetic as far as fractions. I hear eight classes besides the
little boys who make about 3 classes. I do not care very anxiously to stay here.
…Received
a long letter from home. Bob Herrick died at
Albany
[6] and they said Kansas
was a free state, though I have not seen a paper since I have been here.
…Went
to the Cornwallis house. It is an old square building 3 stories including the
basement. The rooms are lofty and heavily corniced. There are two porticos in
front, one above the other. Went to the [old Quaker] cemetery. There is a monument to Lieut.
Cantey who was killed in the Mexican War. [7]

The
Cornwallis House outside of Camden, South Carolina, ca. 1860
"...an old square building 3 stories high [with] two porticos in front, one
above the other" -- RLG
I
was obliged to keep a boy today to reconcile his lesson. I was sorry that I did
for it made me feel very bad.
[5] Thomas
Frederick Davis, Sr., had been pastor of the Grace Episcopal Church of
Camden since 1846 and bishop of the diocese of South Carolina since 1853.
In her diary, Mary Boykin Chesnut referred to the Bishop in November 1861 as
"the old blind bishop" so if he had surgery following Goodrich's diary
entry, it was ineffective in restoring his sight.
[6] Robert
R. Herrick, a twenty year-old student at the Albany Law School, died in
February 1860 after 12 days of "putrid sore throat." [Source: U. S.
Federal Census Mortality Schedules 1850-1880] Robert was from Athens, Bradford
County, Pennsylvania, -- a few miles down the Susquehanna River from Owego, New
York.
[7] This
is probably Second Lieutenant James Willis Cantey who was killed at
the Battle of Chapultepec during the Mexican War.

The 1860 U.S. Census for Camden, South
Carolina records the following occupations among its residents: