which extracts, in connection with the journal, will be given.
One remarks, in reading his letters, how warm was his affection for his friends, and how much he craved tidings from them.
He wrote to Hillard
, Jan. 6: ‘I do not forget you and our “Five of clubs” on this my birthday.
I wish that we could all meet this evening and renew old scenes and recollections.’
And to Judge Story
, Feb. 7: ‘It is now two months since I left the United States
, and when I consider what I have seen, and the new impressions I have received, it seems like two years. The time is lengthened by another consideration,—the sense of my solitude, and the cessation of intercourse with those friends to whom I am so tenderly attached.
Give me letters!
A cup of water was never more inspiriting to the battle-worn soldier than is a letter to me at this distance from friends.’