March 6th.—Some consternation among the citizens—they dislike martial law.
March 7th.—Gen. Winder has established a guard with fixed bayonets at the door of the passport office. They let in only a few at a time, and these, when they get their passports, pass out by the rear door, it being impossible for them to return through the crowd.
March 8th.—Gen. Winder has appointed Capt. Godwin Provost Marshal.
March 9th.—Gen. Winder has appointed Col. Porter Provost Marshal,—Godwin not being high enough in rank, I suppose.
March 10th.—One of the friends of the Secretary of War came to me to-day, and proposed to have some new passports printed, with the likeness of Mr. Benjamin engraved on them. He said, I think, the engraving had already been made. I denounced the project as absurd, and said there were some five or ten thousand printed passports on hand.
March 11th.—I have summed up the amounts of patriotic contributions received by the army in Virginia, and registered on my book, and they amount to $1,515,898.[1]
The people of the respective States contributed as follows:
| North Carolina | $325,417 | |
| Alabama | 317,600 | |
| Mississippi | 272,670 | |
| Georgia | 244,885 | |
| South Carolina | 137,206 | |
| Texas | 87,800 | |
| Louisiana | 61,950 | |
| Virginia[1] | 48,070 | |
| Tennessee | 17,000 | |
| Florida | 2,350 | |
| Arkansas | 950 |
March 12th.—Gen. Winder moved the passport office up to the corner of Ninth and Broad Streets.
The office at the corner of Ninth and Broad Streets was a filthy one; it was inhabited—for they slept there—-by his rowdy clerks. And when I stepped to the hydrant for a glass of water, the tumbler repulsed me by the smell of whisky. There was no towel to wipe my hands with, and in the long basement room underneath, were a thousand garments of dead soldiers, taken from the hospitals and the battle-field, and exhaling a most disagreeable, if not deleterious, odor.