The Home to the Camp

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Excerpt from The Home to the Camp: Addressed to the Soldiers of the UnionA little while ago you were here with us and of as, - husbands, fathers, brothers. We knew you as our daily companions. To your strong love we looked, in your strong arm we trusted. Others knew you as merchants, mechanics, manufacturers, we knew you as the central figures of our homes, - our pride, our solace, our support. Today we miss you. We gather at our meals, or around the evening table, and your place is vacant. In a thousand ways we feel that you are gone, and the world outside its places of traffic, its circles of friendship, its houses of prayer - mourns an absence which subtracts as much from its pleasure as its power. There are great gaps in our hearts and our homes, which can not be closed because of you. It is not like the void death makes. The old places are kept open and warm for you. You are only absent, and we wait and watch, daily and nightly we pray for you, for your safety and your good, and your speedy com ing to us again. No. 8.Your absence is peculiar. You have torn your selves from endearments, from prosperities, from plans, and have put in peril property, comfort, life, and health, for no personal or selfish end. The great mother who bore and nurtured us in her sore sorrow has cried for help, and you have answered to the cry and are sworn to rescue. Others may have failed to understand your self-devotion, but your homes have not, - your God has not.If your absence is peculiar, so is our memory of you. In your knapsacks, in secret pockets, about your person, you have all some cherished token of thoughtful affection. The cry of Mail in the camp brings the weary to their feet, and makes the whole man aglow with a longing hope, and the dear and tender words that swim before your eyes waken memories, not to subdue, but to make still nobler your resolve. And beside - as never into camp before - there comes from time to time, breaking the monotony of army rations, something that the good mother, the dear wife, the gentle sister, re members was your special fancy, which their own hands have made and their own thought sent, while their hearts were full at thinking how it would put you in mind of home. But we have now other things than these for you, and though they may seem only to be words, yet to words, having the savor of love and faith, even the salvation of man has been intrusted. Will you take kindly of us what we give in honesty and hem?About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully, any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.