Beaufort, S. C. April 15th, 1862.
My dear Mother:
Not wishing you to be exposed to disappointment, I must
write a few brief lines by the mail that I have just learned will leave here in
a short time. I have hardly anything to write beside the delight at the news
received by latest advices. The fall of No. 10, the battle at Corinth, and the
surrender of Pulaski are a rare combination of good things to come at one time.
I can give you no particulars regarding the bombardment at Pulaski, as it was
expected to continue several days, and the General consequently postponed
visiting the scene of action until it was too late. The newspapers, however,
will be full of the matter, I suppose, and will be loud in their praises of
General Hunter, though he had really nothing whatever to do with it. The whole
affair was prepared under the Sherman regime, and to it belongs the
credit. The one immediately deserving of credit is General Gilmore who has had
the direct superintendence of the matter.
We are hoping for reinforcements soon from the North,
feeling, as we do, unwilling to enter into summer without having contributed
something to the glory and success of our cause. But we are half relinquishing
the hope that the Government considers our little post in other light than a
good field for emancipation experiments. I am sorry to say I do not feel great
sympathy in the efforts made at present in that line — not that I do not feel
the necessity of the question's being settled, or do not feel the same interest
that others do in the question itself. I am delighted to think that the time
has come when slavery has lost its power, and something is to be done for the
regeneration of the negro, but believe the question to be one of such delicacy,
and requiring in its solution such rare wisdom, that I can not but be filled
with extreme disgust at the character of the agents employed. I do believe that
there is hardly one of them who would have the slightest chance of success in
anything but professional philanthropy. A more narrow-minded pack of fools I rarely
ever met. Instead of showing the necessary qualities for the position, they
seem to care for nothing but their miserable selves. There is undoubtedly some
good leaven in the mass, but, could you see them, the men especially, I do not
think they would command your sympathies much. I suppose such preliminary
experiments have to be made though, before any systematic plan can be adopted
for the general amelioration of the mass. I do wish though there were more
unselfish ones among them, and a few more acquainted with worldly matters. The
ladies are by far the best part, for they mostly came down under excitement, or
determined to do good. Here's a pretty dish of scandal, truly, but I get
exasperated sometimes.
I am much obliged to Hattie for her kind offer to make the
flag for me. Any such evidence of kindly feeling is appreciated, I assure you,
down here.
A steamer lies embedded in the sand a short distance from
the shore. I think it has some mail matter aboard, so I watch it impatiently.
Good-bye, dear Mother, love to all and believe me,
Affectionately,
Your son,
Will.
SOURCE: William Chittenden Lusk, Editor, War Letters
of William Thompson Lusk, p. 140-2
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