They “walk the water,” capturing every thing in their way, and know no fear, though many vessels are in pursuit.
I am grieved to hear that my dear little J. P. has been ordered to Charleston
While he was on James River
, I felt that I could be with him if he were wounded; but he is in God's hands:
Be still, my heart; these anxious cares
To thee are burdens, thorns, and snares.
The papers full of the probable, or rather hopedfor
, intervention of France
The proposition of the Emperor
, contained in a letter from the Minister
, and his artful, wily, Seward-like reply, are in a late paper.
We pause to see what will be the next step of the Emperor
Oh that he would recognize us, and let fanatical England
pursue her own cold, selfish course!
February 28th, 1863.
To-day we are all at home.
It is amusing to see, as each lady walks into the parlour, where we gather around the centre-table at night, that her work-basket is filled with clothes to be repaired
. We are a cheerful set, notwithstanding.
Our winding “reel
,” too, is generally busy.
L. has a very nice one, which is always in the hands of one or the other, preparing cotton for knitting.
We are equal to German women in that line.
says that throughout Germany
, wherever you see a woman, you see the “everlasting knitting ;” so it is with Confederate women.
I only wish it was “everlasting,” for our poor soldiers in their long marches strew the way with their wornout socks.
March 5th, 1863.
Spent last night in Richmond
with my friend Mrs
. R. This morning we attended Dr. Minnegerode
's prayer-meeting at seven o'clock. It is a blessed