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do not fear; but I do dread the butchery of our young men.
“Mountain view,” July 29, 1861.
Mr. ---- and myself came over here on Friday, to spend a few days with the
Bishop and his family.
He delivered a delightful address yesterday in the church, on the thankfulness and praise due to Almighty God, for (considering the circumstances) our unprecedented victory at
Manassas.
Our
President and Congress requested that thanks should be returned in all of our churches.
All rejoice for the country, though there are many bleeding hearts in our land.
Among our acquaintances,
Mr. Charles Powell, of
Winchester,
Col. Edmund Fontaine, of
Hanover, and
Mr. W. N. Page, of
Lexington, each lost a son; and our friend,
Mr. Clay Ward, of
Alexandria, also fell.
The gallant
Generals Bee and
Bartow were not of our State, but of our cause, and we all mourn their loss.
Each mail adds to the list of casualties.
The enemy admit their terrible disaster, and are busy inquiring into
causes.
This house has been a kind of hospital for the last month.
Several sick soldiers are here now, men of whom they know nothing except that they are soldiers of the
Confederacy.
They have had measles, and are now recruiting for service.
One who left here two weeks ago, after having been carefully nursed, was killed at
Manassas.
The family seem to lament him as an old friend, though they never saw him until he came here from the
Winchester hospital. Two sons of this house were in the fight; and the
Bishop had several other grandchildren engaged, one of whom, R. M., lost his right arm. His grandfather has been to
Winchester to see him, and is much gratified by the fortitude with which he bears his suffering.
He says, “R. is a brave boy, and has ”