CUMBERLAND,
MARYLAND, February 15, 1865.
DEAR MOTHER: – We
are jogging along in the usual style of a winter camp. The thing
about us which you would think most interesting is the doings of our
chaplain. We have a good one. He is an eccentric, singular man — a good
musician — very fond of amusement and as busy as a bee. He
is a son of a well-known Presbyterian minister of Granville,
Mr. Little. Since I left he has had built a large log chapel, covered with tent
cloth. In this he has schools, in which he teaches the three R's, and music, and has
also preaching and prayer-meetings and Sunday-school. The attendance
is large. The number of young men and boys from
the mountains of West Virginia, where schools are scarce, in my
command makes this a useful thing. He has also got up a revival which is
interesting a good many.
Since my return
itinerant preachers of the Christian Commission have held two or
three meetings in our chapel.
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