Friday, July 19

Kate went up to the station with Lucy.  She saw a coffin enwrapped in an American Flag on the cars, and was told it contained the body of one killed lately in battle but  could not learn the name.  How many hearts must bleed because of the guilty ambition which has originated this shameful rebellion.  God pity the mourners.  Lucy speaks of one young fellow who was long sick in the hospital at Marietta and who was quite a favorite with his nurses, who on his convalescence went to join his regiment in Virginia and was killed the first night while on duty.