February 1, 1860
Rather cold. Went to the
[law] office. It was full all day. Read the [N.Y.] Tribune. [Ezra S.] Sweet was
in & told some of his rough incidents in the practice of law. [My cousin]
George Stratton was in & wanted me to go to the store [to see him] when I
went home. [Nathaniel W.] Davis wrote a letter to the Tribune saying that the
efforts to extend the Chenango Canal was not a party measure, but was entered
into heartily by both parties. The news came that Leuks was removed from the
office [of] sheriff. That was a Republican measure. Evening, read. [My brother]
Steve & [sister] Mary have gone to a spelling school on the point road. I
guess there is a party somewhere for they have not returned after 10.
Cold.
Went to Owego. Heard that [William]
Pennington was elected Chairman [Speaker] in the [U.S.] House [of
Representatives]. Did some writing that nearly took me all day. Evening, Mary
Griffing was here, John Goodrich, Ruth Ann, Lee, Mr. and Mrs. Whyte, Ellen &
one of the boys, & played cards, danced & blind fold. Broke up
about 12 o’clock. Had such a pleasant time. Have not heard from South Carolina
[yet].
Rather
cold. Wrote letter to the N.Y. fellows but then could not send it. Baldwin, [Willoughby]
Babcock and I got into a dispute concerning the inferiority of the nigger.
Babcock denied 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 is a
brother equal in mind but his theory is not his practice.
I read some of the Irish history...
Evening
got a letter from Camden, [S.C.]. [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.
Stopped to Uncle Aner's. The girls there.
February
4, 1860
Not
quite so cold. Walked a good deal today. Got a good many things. In the [law]
office a little while. Smyth was in & laughed a good deal joking me. Got
Lee's watch for 8 dollars & gave my note for it. Lee here in evening. [My
cousin] George Stratton came over. Wrote letters to Johnson & [cousin]
Fannie Rockwood. Went to bed about 12.
February
5, 1860
Washed
all over. Went to church. [Cousin] Jim Fiddis & Chet Higby came over. Did
some reading in the evening.
Went
up to John Taylor's & bid him goodbye & the rest of the folks. Went to
Owego, got a likeness & photograph & some other things. Called at Aunt
Betsy [Platt’s. Saw [William] Smyth, [James] Rankine, [and Nathaniel W.] Davis. Got 2 volumes of Virgil
of him. Afternoon, packed trunk. Jim Tinkham came in evening. C. Horton, J. K.
& R. Goodrich came & Sed. Went to Owego 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 covered 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.
February
8, 1870.
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 Acquia 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.
It is very broad. 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. I 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 school hours. The boys are wild.
Afternoon Mr. McCandless’ negro [8] brought up my baggage. I am to board with him
& have his assistant for my chum. After paying up, I had $0.25 left. Unpacked
my trunk & find all the 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 so 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
make.
But in the evening he said that some different arrangements must be made for I
was wholly incompetent to go on with those classes. He would have dismissed me
immediately but his kinder 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 – the textbooks used
in the South are from the North & they have an inveterate hatred to all
books that speak derogatorily of the South. I commenced [reading] Kenilworth
tonight. Received two valentines. 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's. 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. Left school about 3
o'clock.
February
16, 1860
Went
to school.
February
17, 1860
Very
pleasant. This is the speaking & composition day. Got through about 3
o'clock. Read Kenilworth.
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 place is farther up than where it was.
There are some of the revolutionary relics. The house of Cornwallis. It is a
very old place. The court house is a fine building. Read Kenilworth. The yards
in some places are pretty. The shrubbery being arranged fantastically. The mock
orange tree is the principal ornamental tree. DeKalb was buried here.

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.
The climate is changeable. Today it is pleasant. It is something like the
northern spring days -- salubrious, exhilarating, but without the northern oppressive
sensations when warm weather comes on. The land marshy near by & in those
places it is sickly. The robins are thick but their breasts are not so red as
when in New York. The people are very sensitive about slavery. They are polite
and bow to all they meet whether acquaintances or not. The mistletoe grows on
the trees & does not come from seeds. It is green the year round. Spruce and
arbor vitae grow here.
Pleasant
day. The same routine in school as formerly. Been studying Latin & Greek
assiduously. Completely tired out. I leave the school about 3 generally.
February
21, 1860
Rather
pleasant today. There has been a cool breeze blowing all day & it is not
uncomfortably cold with the windows raised. 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.
Many of them do not seem to have any sense of feeling at all. They are very
obtuse.
Very
rainy this morning. The streets & the yard at the school were tolerably
flooded. It cleared off about noon and we had a warm and pleasant day. Not many
in school. Got a letter from home today. Been studying and doing nothing. Feel
very tired. 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 teachers, 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.
It has
been a very pleasant day. Rather warm & comfortable. The
more I see of Mr. McCandless, the less I like him. I am woefully tired tonight. 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,
analysis, history, mental arithmetic, geography, definitions, grammar &
two classes in arithmetic as far as fractions one class. I hear eight classes besides the
little boys who make about 3 classes. I do not care very anxiously to stay here
if I can get another place as good as far as the salary is concerned. If he will
only try to get me one I will be everlastingly obliged to him, though I can
never forget the vexations he causes me. The other day he looked at the copy
books & said aloud that "I must get better copies. He shouldn't have
such works." He is seldom pleasant. Long teaching has sadly soured his
disposition. Took a walk this evening & stopped at the school where the boys
were exercising. The boys are jovial yet are coarse, but in general do not
exceed the northern boys. I am studying hard on Latin, Greek, German &
French & have but little time for other reading.
Pleasant
but chilly. Mr. Mack left this afternoon to go to his sick sister [and] will not
be back until Sunday. 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. I
feel bad tonight. I hardly know what to write home about the change that Mr. Mac
has made in regard to me, but it must come out so I had better write the whole
circumstance.
No
school today. Received a letter from [cousin] Lucy Stratton. Read & wrote.
Took a walk around the country. 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 graves in the
little lots are surrounded by a brick or stone wall 4 feet high [with] a iron or
wood railing, and some of the walls are surmounted by an iron railing. The tombs
are sometimes bricked over in the form of a curve & with an oblong masonry
capped with a flat marble slab. Read the rest of the day.

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 recite his lesson. I was sorry that I did
for it made him feel very bad. Manget & I took a walk in the evening.
Studying & reading. I staid in the parlor after tea & the ladies sung.
Mrs. [Fanny] McCandless says that the tradition is that DeKalb was buried in the
old burying ground & that when Lafayette visited this country [in 1824], the
cornerstone to the monument was laid, & the remains as were supposed to be
his were taken up & deposited under the monument. So there is no absolute
certainty that the monument marks the resting place of that noble man.
Reading
on the fine arts. Miss Dargan is rather a pretty girl but her eye is not clear
enough. [She is] rather tall & slender, not a very full bust, not a very
high forehead, [and has a] retreating chin -- so much so that it seems an effort
to shut her mouth. Yet many would call her pretty. Miss Morgan is of dark
complexion, not so tall as Miss Dargan, & rough skin, & slightly covered
with little ruptures. Miss Carpenter is tall, [has a] thick large head, high
forehead, light complexion, large black eyes, [and] a nose slightly turned up
& large mouth. Miss Dargan has a fine complexion & has beautiful dark
hair. None of these [ladies] have very good or pretty teeth. Miss Dargan is
young -- about 19. The others are older.
February
29, 1860
Rainy
in the afternoon. Nothing new. In the evening after the women had gone out, Mr.
Mack, Manget & myself were there & he said he wished he could get
a good teacher somewhere. That he thinks as little as possible of me is evident
& that the women teachers deride me, I am quite sure. I am in a situation
ten times more burdensome than such a place as one would have to put up with
insolence for hire. Yet I hope I may do better. I will trust more to God.
[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.
[8] According
to the U.S. Federal Census Slave Schedules, Leslie McCandless owned four slaves
in 1860 -- three mulatto females, ages 36, 15, and 13, and one mulatto male, age
11. Goodrich later identifies the male as "Charles."

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