Head-quarters Examining Board, January 21, 1861.
It has rained and hailed and sleeted for the past four days.
We are kept under marching orders, but, I think, with no view of an immediate
movement, though it cannot be long before we shall be called on to make
ourselves useless or useful, according to our guidance.
I understand your state of suspense as to the army. For
myself, I can see no other wisdom than patience and faith. I confess that, now
and then, this seems difficult; but whether McClellan will not vindicate
himself is not so clear; and if, when our army moves, it moves in organized
obedience to a single will, the wonder will not be that so much time has been
spent in preparation, but that the preparation has been made. . . . .
While I write this letter, the examination of an unlucky
lieutenant is going on. The young man is wandering now through the mazes of
battalion drill, and he seems rather lost. I hope this work is nearly over.
On the whole, bad as the season is, and ominous as the
anniversary on which I write (six months ago, Bull Run), I should like to see
some fighting done.
We have telegraphic news to-day of a “Great battle and
victory over Zollicoffer in Kentucky.” I hope it may not dwindle as Nelson's
victory did. I take great comfort in reading the extracts from the Southern
newspapers. They seem to write without hope. Love to all.
SOURCE: Elizabeth Amelia Dwight, Editor, Life and
Letters of Wilder Dwight: Lieut.-Col. Second Mass. Inf. Vols., p. 189-90
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