From the Harvard reunion book entry of Edward Learoyd Cutter ’06, a coal dealer in Boston, concerning his vacation trips to Charleston, SC:
We have been extremely fortunate in knowing a few of the old plantation families, and in having been included in some of their good times, which has given us a viewpoint that few Northerners can ever have. When one sees and understands a little the irrevocable change brought about by the Civil War, one cannot escape the sensation of guiltiness for having been born a Yankee.
Was this a respectable view to assert in public in 1931? If so, when it it start being respectable to talk this way (surely it took some time after the end of the war) and when did it stop?
Possibly relevant is the testimony of Cutter’s classmate, Floyd Andrews Brown, of Deposit, NY:
I am now in the my thirteenth year as clerk of the Board of Education, a matter in which I take some pride by reason of having survived the period when every other elective or appointive officer in the village, township, and school district was at least in sympathy with, if not an active member of, the Ku Klux Klan. This domination of a community by the Klan, now happily past, is a fair measure of the benightedness of the section of rural New York in which I seem fated to spend my declining years.
Aside, directed mainly at Harvard coevals: Whatever happened to Bridget Kerrigan?