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o'clock of the afternoon of July 22, I felt th

I hastily tore it open, and read: "Dr. Khayme tells me y

n awning, or fly, beneath which a small eating table was dressed, a woman was sitting in a chair, reading. I thought I had see

"Ah, I see you have rested well," said

hed, although I had received no intimation of the young lady's identity. The feeling that

ith, a smile, and the Doctor relieved the situation by cheer

to eat; you have had nothing since yesterday afte

know about th

e have had our breakfast and our luncheon, and you must not expect us to eat like

t the absence of meat; I remembered some of the talks of my friend. The Doctor an

you have known

d have known him anywhere; it is

t resemble her father, except perhaps in a certain intellectual cast of feature. Her dark wavy tresses were in contrast with his straight black hair; her eyes were not his; her stature was greate

e, I cannot remember anything of her dress. I o

e was oval; her mouth a little large perhaps. She had an air of seriousness--her only striking peculiarity. One might have charged her with masculinity, but

to tell her that she had changed wonderfully and that she had a great advan

overing her silence by makin

erwick something about our life in the East. Y

her; Mr. Berwick will fin

ry carefully while you are with us. I am responsible to the hospital

ces did you spea

how you punctua

that he is not talkative, but don't you be

me, except when he looked at Lydia. For the time, Lydia had a severer countenance than her fat

ing for breath, "is the

ll has been extracted; it was only a

ow what I surm

iving you full credit for the origin of it. By

e correct

say it was scientific, but under t

ll the serge

think, according to the we

matter wit

Doctor; "the evil of th

pe: the idol's head was the same old idol's

been thinking that yesterday will

ever; do you mean to say

belief; but what does it m

ou are a s

not to the point. I ask what difference it would

let the South, secede peace

ays wrong; going to war is necessarily a phase of a shortsi

war is forc

akes two nations to make war; if one

for the North to do? Acknowledge the right of secession? Submit to insult? Submit to the loss of a

ther than commit a worse c

te dress without ornament. "Good-by, Father," sh

nteer also; she attaches herself to the Commission, and insists on serving the sick and woun

ill you be in his ward?" I a

ward," she replied, "but I ca

ell him that I shall come to se

ted off do

ble-camp," said Dr. Khayme; "it i

oken up, then farewell to American liberties; farewell to the hopes of peoples against despotism. To refuse war, to tamely allow the South to withdraw and set up a government of her own, would be but the beginning of the end; at the first grievance California, Massachusetts, any State, could and would become independent. No; war must come; the Union mu

say that yesterday will prove

nt now knows the enormous work it has to do. We shall now see preparation commensurate with the greatness of the work. Three months' volunteers are already

s si

eral McClellan is ordered to report imme

well enough, I suppose; but what

ardonable; every general that fails f

uch of a comfo

ere will be many failures, and much injustice done to those who fail. In war injustice is easily tolerated--any injustice that will bring success; success is demande

u say supe

f the cards go against him, he changes his policy, and very frequently changes just as the cards change to suit his former play. You are now changing to McClellan, si

ike and

only one side loses less than the other. In games, the result of one play cannot be foretold; in war, the result of one battle cannot be foretold. In games and in war the ge

retell the resu

ition

onditi

no mystery in a prediction of her nominal success; still, she will suffer for her crime. She

think of yesterday'

less in relation to civilization. Bull Bun will prove salutary for your caus

isfortune of yesterday jus

hat it could be so re?nforced, as the Confederates had the interior line. The real fault in the campaign is not McDowell's. His plan was scientific; his battle was better planned than was his antagonist's; he outgeneralled Beauregard clearly, and failed only because of a fact that is going to

u mean by t

en up your power to be just; you cannot do what you know to be just. You act under compulsion

in Washingt

n, defeated at Boston, he would have been superseded--u

ence would ha

The world had need of

impersonal views of the immediate questions involved in the national struggle. He rose at last, and left me think

e waited as I opened it, and when I asked leave to read it, h

stances in which your peculiar powers of memory would accomplis

n my father a long letter. Then,