Princes of Cotton
Princes of Cotton: Four Diaries of Young Men in the South, 1848-1860
Edited by Stephen Berry
Series: The Publications of the Southern Texts Society
Copyright Date: 2007
Published by: University of Georgia Press
Pages: 576
https://www.jstor.org/stable/j.ctt46nb4v
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Princes of Cotton
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A rogue, a megalomaniac, a plodder, and a depressive: the men whose previously unpublished diaries are collected in this volume were four very different characters. But they had much in common too. All were from the Deep South. All were young, between seventeen and twenty-five. All had a connection to cotton and slaves. Most obviously, all were diarists, enduring night upon night of cramped hands and candle bugs to write out their lives. Down the furrows of their fathers' farms, through the thickets of their local woods, past the familiar haunts of their youth, Harry Dixon, Henry Hughes, John Coleman, and Henry Craft arrive at manhood via journeys they narrate themselves. All would be swept into the Confederate Army, and one would die in its service. But if their manhood was tested in the war, it was formed in the years before, when they emerged from their swimming holes, sopping with boyhood, determined to become princes among men. Few books exist about the inner lives of southern males, especially those in adolescence and early adulthood. Princes of Cotton begins to remedy this shortage. These diaries, along with Stephen Berry's introduction, address some of the central questions in the study of southern manhood: how masculine ideals in the Old South were constructed and maintained; how males of different ages and regions resisted, modified, or flouted those ideals; how those ideals could be expressed differently in public and private; and how the Civil War provoked a seismic shift in southern masculinity.

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  1. Front Matter
    Front Matter (pp. i-vi)
  2. Table of Contents
    Table of Contents (pp. vii-viii)
  3. PREFACE
    PREFACE (pp. ix-xiv)
  4. INTRODUCTION
    INTRODUCTION (pp. 1-22)

    In the summer of 1860 Harry St. John Dixon was seventeen. His gamboling Mississippi boyhood was drawing to a close, and he knew it. In the fall he would leave for the University of Virginia and from there to manhood and all its burdens. The prospect was sobering, Harry admitted. Gone were the days when he and his friends had turned somersaults in the local creek. Gone were the giddy moments when he had skipped through the schottische with the local girls. At some point the girls had become women, and his friends had gone off to schools of their...

  5. EDITORIAL NOTE
    EDITORIAL NOTE (pp. 23-26)
  6. THE DIARIES
    • Harry St. John Dixon
      Harry St. John Dixon (pp. 29-210)

      Clear and cold—ground frozen all day. Attended church in the forenoon—read and wrote in the afternoon. Just before sundown I went down to Judge Rucks’s¹ for a music book of Miss Ella Brown’s,² and after she came into the parlor to get it for me, I found it extremely difficult to tear myself away from such a fair and interesting lady. She is undoubtedly one of the nicest ladies I ever knew.

      Before going down I copied a piece of poetry called “Medora” but put the name “Ella” in its place and quietly put it on the keyboard...

    • Henry Hughes
      Henry Hughes (pp. 211-308)

      This record is dedicated to my soul and to Fame, wherever I may be during the present year, a portion of my time shall be unfailingly devoted on the sacred night of every week, to the purposes of recording my meditations, emotions, aims, and circumstances. Scanning these pages, the future biographer will read my thoughts, & learn my history.

      In this as in all other things may my God my Destiny grant me that assistance which He has promised.

      My Father was Benjamin Hughes, born in Kentucky. He died, while my life was in its Spring, at Grand Gulf Mississippi. Nancy...

    • John Albert Feaster Coleman
      John Albert Feaster Coleman (pp. 309-424)

      Was in Columbia and sold cotton at five and an eighth cents per lb. Sorry price that.

      Arrived home accompanied by Daddy¹ who went to Columbia with me, not being there before in five years.

      Very rainy. Packed cotton in morn.

      Being Sunday and still rainy I wrote to David R. Coleman of Chambers Ala. ie the married man.

      Commenced sowing wheat, ground in fine order for sowing.

      Very rainy which made a disappointment at the singing.

      A show at Monticello where was shown animals of various classes—some of them were the Lion & Lioness & Tiger and Leopards, Monkeys, & Bears...

    • Henry Craft
      Henry Craft (pp. 425-504)

      On this 8th day of April 1848 at Princeton, New Jersey I begin these memoranda which I intend to continue from time to time, if not from day to day. I have for a long time felt the need of a kind of journal and have always intended to open one, but have only now actually undertaken it. I intend it for a brief record of passing events which may concern myself, as also perhaps a record of passing thoughts which those events may suggest. Very often there are moments of sadness, of memory, of indescribable emotion when we like...

  7. EPILOGUE
    EPILOGUE (pp. 505-508)

    Despite similarities of rank and region, the diarists collected in this volume were very different men. Harry Dixon was vivacious and hot tempered, caught between boyhood’s abandon and manhood’s bristle. In a single afternoon he could go from throwing dirt clods at his friends to seething with rage because someone hadn’t taken him for a gentleman. Henry Craft had little of Dixon’s rascality or pride. Caught in a reinforcing cycle of grief and self-loathing, he saw himself as pathetic, forgettable, a sleepwalker, a machine. His diary wasn’t a place to capture life, as was Dixon’s, but to lament it. Henry...

  8. NOTES
    NOTES (pp. 509-538)
  9. INDEX
    INDEX (pp. 539-554)
  10. Back Matter
    Back Matter (pp. 555-555)
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