COOSAWHATCHIE, S. C,
December 25, 1861.
My Dear Daughter:
Having distributed such poor Christmas gifts as I had to those
around me, I have been looking for something for you. Trifles even are hard to
get these war-times, and you must not therefore expect more. I have sent you
what I thought most useful in your separation from me, and hope it will be of
some service. Though stigmatized as "vile dross," it has never been a
drug with me. That you may never want for it, restrict your wants to your
necessities. Yet how little will it purchase! But see how God provides for our
pleasure in every way. To compensate for such "trash," I send you
some sweet violets that I gathered for you this morning while covered with
dense white frost, whose crystals glittered in the bright sun like diamonds,
and formed a brooch of rare beauty and sweetness which could not be fabricated
by the expenditure of a world of money. May God guard and preserve you for me,
my dear daughter! Among the calamities of war, the hardest to bear, perhaps, is
the separation of families and friends. Yet all must be endured to accomplish
our independence and maintain our self-government. In my absence from you I
have thought of you very often, and regretted I could do nothing for your
comfort. Your old home, if not destroyed by our enemies, has been so desecrated
that I cannot bear to think of it. I should have preferred it to have been
wiped from the earth, its beautiful hill sunk, and its sacred trees buried,
rather than to have been degraded by the presence of those who revel in the ill
they do for their own selfish purposes. You see what a poor sinner I am, and how
unworthy to possess what was given me; for that reason it has been taken away.
I pray for a better spirit, and that the hearts of our enemies may be changed.
In your homeless condition I hope you make yourself contented and useful.
Occupy yourself in aiding those more helpless than yourself. . . . Think always
of your father,
R. E. LEE.
SOURCES: John William Jones, Life and Letters of
Robert Edward Lee: Soldier and Man, p. 156
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