[25] harangue in a different strain, quite saucy, sceptical, and defiant, appealing to them in a sort of French materialistic style, and claiming some personal experience of warfare. “You don't know notin‘ about it, boys. You tink you's brave enough; how you tink, if you stan‘ clar in de open field,--here you, and dar de Secesh? You's got to hab de right ting inside oa you. You must hab it ‘served [preserved] in you, like dese yer sour plums dey ‘serve in de barr'l; you's got to harden it down inside o‘ you, or it's notin‘.” Then he hit hard at the religionists: “When a man's got de sperit ob de Lord in him, it weakens him all out, can't hoe de corn.” He had a great deal of broad sense in his speech; but presently some others began praying vociferously close by, as if to drown this free-thinker, when at last he exclaimed, “I mean to fight de war through, an' die a good sojer wid de last kick,--dat's my prayer!” and suddenly jumped off the barrel. I was quite interested at discovering this reverse side of the temperament, the devotional side preponderates so enormously, and the greatest scamps kneel and groan in their prayer-meetings with such entire zest. It shows that there is some individuality developed among them, and that they will not become too exclusively pietistic. Their love of the spelling-book is perfectly inexhaustible,--they stumbling on by themselves, or the blind leading the blind, with the same pathetic patience which they carry into everything. The chaplain is getting up a schoolhouse, where he will soon teach them as regularly as he can. But the alphabet must always be a very incidental business in a camp.
December 14, 1862.
Passages from prayers in the camp:-- 