A pretty table found
its way into my room Christmas morning, a gift contributed from two classes; I
was half sorry and half glad to receive it; I don't think I appreciate
this kind of a present—it represents so many persons, some vaguely and some
clearly fixed in memory—so much as a simpler token from the heart of one
friend. And yet I feel the kindness which prompted the gift, and am grateful
for it, I am sure.
How ashamed one is
obliged to be just now of the "mother country"! Step-mother Country England
ought to be called, for her treatment of us in our trouble. It is hard to
believe that all she has said against slavery was insincere, and that she would
really like to see the slave-power established and flourishing on the ruins of
our free Republic; but her actions say so.
Yet we are not
guiltless; not wholly purged from the curse yet. The army is not entirely
anti-slavery in principles; and we cannot look for success, nor wish it, but
for the sake of freedom.
SOURCE: Daniel Dulany Addison, Lucy Larcom: Life, Letters, and Diary, p. 116-7
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