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Letter from Walter Reed to Emilie B. Lawrence, March 20, 1876 | |
One week | |
| that these cold, biting March winds have caused it to droop & die: and I further know, that were my little pink, Emilie, to be exposed to the blasts that daily sweep across the parade, she would declare, more than once, that her sweet lips & face would be "chapped", oh! so badly! Still, this does not prevent the wish that you were really here, for I would protect you so bravely! Don't say, "oh! nonsense" for you remember how warm I kept your darling | |
| little hand on that cold evening, when we returned from Miss Sue's, and when you, like a modest, timid little angel, as you are, tried to withdraw your hand from my grasp- Don't you recall the event? Alas! the last eve- ning that I had the pleas- ure of walking with my sweet Emilie! Not the last time, however, for we had a delightful walk, the following morning, (at least, I can speak for myself.) I deeply sigh, & wonder when I shall again, be permitted | |
| to renew those happy walks! Ah! it won't be long! This I know- The days & weeks fly swiftly by and soon will bring me to my Emilie! I cannot tell you why, & yet it rejoices my heart to tell you, my love, that my faith, my Christian [faith] flame had been allowed to sink so low, until it had almost expired, has been recently kindled anew & strengthened! Yes, I have felt some of the happiness & peace of soul that "once were | |
| mine-" and daily do I pray that I may enjoy a larger share! It may be in answer to some prayer that has gone up from your heart, my precious- I know not, but that I [have] felt the need of a holier life, there can be no doubt- and I cannot find it in my heart to resist the impulse- Oh! I have strayed far away from the path of a Christian, & have for- gotten the sweet lessons that I early learned at my mother's knee; I have "hardened my heart" & devoted my time & attention | |
| too much to "worldly things"; but I have determined, & fully determined, to re- turn to those "paths of peace", and by the help of Heaven, to live a better life! oh! my darling, can I not ask that I may have your prayers to sustain me in this newness of purpose & life? I know that none, not even a mother's or sister's, could be more sincere than those you would offer! Also to your closet, my own Emilie, & pray that God may grant me | |
| strength to overcome the world & the flesh, to live nearer to the Blessed Cross, and may He abundantly an- swer & bless your petition. Believe me, as ever, | |