Leas Mill, Sunday,
April 27th, 1862
My dear Wife:
Another
Sabbath has rolled around and yet by the mercy of the Lord we are spared the
sight of blood and carnage. Oh, that with His almighty Hand He would roll back
the cloud that now impends and let the Heavenly light of peace shine upon our
distracted country, that the sword might be beaten into the pruning hook and
the nations of the earth no more have war, but not my will, Thine be done, O
Lord.
I
enclose this in one to Norman. The contents of his he will probably tell you.
It was very gratifying and complimentary to me that my company, entirely
unsolicited, elected him 1st Lieut. of the Company.
In your
last you ask me if a shell struck my tent. About a fortnight ago one passed
under one corner of my tent and struck a tree right by the tent. I with my
Company was out in the trenches. Nobody was hurt, but Charles took the double
quick to the rear, but returned as soon as the firing was all over.
Things
look stormy to us poor mortals. The enemy are drawing in all around us, but the
Lord will deliver us in His own good time. Our dependence on self will soon be
gone. Then the Almighty Arm will intervene for our deliverance. Man will be
humbled that the Lord may be exalted. Amen, so be it.
I have
nothing of interest to communicate. I wrote Norman if he came down to bring me
a pair of flannel drawers and that you could get them for him. Kiss the dear
children.
Yours
ever affectionately,
Jno.
S. Walker.
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