Lamoille newsdealer. [volume] (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1860-1877, 1863-06-25
Correspondence of Springfield Republican.
RETURNED sOLDIERs-THE WAR.

BOSTON, June l3.
The other day Boston was in hubbub
of jubilee over the return of the 44th reg
ment; flags, escorts, crowds, collations,
blare Of trumpets and beat of drums.
So many mothers boys and sisters sweet
hearts come home, such gentle blood in
the tanned young faces, that even Beacon
street felt its heart beat, and State street
dropped its money bag, and ran to the
corner to watch. Upon the Common the
new comers underwent review and speech.
es; while with hungry eyes kindred ga.
zed at them over the lines Then it was
pleasant sight to see the scattering, each
soldier taking a bee-line for the one he
loved best, and there were greetings,
laughter, hugs, kisses, bushes, and kiss
es again. Timid wives tore off their wells
frantically, tenacious hands dropped bay
onct and boquet; every one smiled, every
one cried and 1t was better than if there
had net been any war. Hours later, l
watched the regiment disperse. and con-
trastlng the soldiers, look and bearing
with the pale faces and uncertain gaze of
their home-escort, again blessed the war,
which is to raise up new type of Amer
ican manhood. Each soldier had his
private escort now-perhaps beside him,
looking up into his face, young girl
behind, young man and woman, rela-
zion or friend, laden, with knapsack, bo-
quet and .canteen; and still behind, faith
er and mother, with faces flushed, thank
full, proud. There were scores of such
groups; and as each young hero looked
at his own, glad he had gone to the wars,
spite of all their entreaty, and repeating
now as then, IL had not loved thee, love,
so well, love | not honor more. it was plain
that our dreadful strife" cannot be all
calamity. We do not half appreciate the
right feeling of our soldiers. Let me
quote from the private letter of q chap
lain, who has served since the war began.
and seen his entire regiment the lst
Mass.) cut in pieces once or twice:
Your feeling that we gain in all
our losses, by sea and by land, is true !;
the same comforted me as l turned my
back toward the rebel army for the eighth
time Victory over determined soul
cannot be attained. | never felt more
unconquered in my life, albeit one of an
army so often whipped and will feel so
till | die, though am to be whipped FIVE
times every year. and live to he as old as
Methuselah. In a struggle where liberty.
law, Gods truth, mans rights, progress
civilization and Christianity, are at stake,
suffering with the people of God is a
thousand times better than the pleasures
of successful sin. No one who has read,
or who can think and pray, can have two
ideas about the result If l were chain
ed in Henrico Jail, l should sing like Paul
and Silas. Running the wall could not
hold me. So you are right. We are los.
ing nothing. We are gaining everything.
Cur soil bathed in the blood Of its heroic
men, and bedewed with the tears of its
bereaved, self.sacrifcing women. is becom-
ing rich above all possible earthly compu.
tation. Oh. l wish people at home, who
are prosperous, peaceful, wholly at case
and quiet, appreciate this, all of them |!
@ % % Never have admired
more the brave and noble fellows who
have suffered, than in our hospitals.
Their patience, fortitude, silence, in pain,
and cheerfullness in view of inevitable
and terrible operations, is beyond all ac-
counting for" a a
The ranks of the new negro regiment
are rapidly filing. A negro assures me
that it is selected from "much finer fami-
lies" than the previous one colored
44th. All hail the social struggle ! Be-
fore long We shall have shoddy tinted in
India-ink. In the midst of Wednesday s
tumult and crowd, / subsided into bird
store in fremont street, and there found
a middle-aged woman, gorgeously dressed
with lace on her mantilla that queen
might envy. She was wiping the tears
from her plump face. thought at first
IL was perspiration but no. .---tears,H She