I want to congratulate you specially on the dignity, spirit,
decorum, and wisdom of the paper since the war began. I think it really
deserves all praise.
In the way of war poetry, print again Holmes's verses of the
President's Fast. We had them the day after. The burthen
“God bless them when
our Northern pine
Shall meet their
Southern palm.”
runs in my head all the time. Indeed the whole thing fills
me with unutterable sadness. But if we come out of it a nation it is worth
something.
SOURCE: Edward Everett Hale Jr., The Life and Letters of
Edward Everett Hale, Volume 1, p. 326-7
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