three weeks to-morrow since I enlisted. I have
been in this camp one week, and one week was spent at Camp Howe,
Scarsdale, New York.
We are being rapidly prepared for field service. Our drill is very
rigid, yet I submit to the discipline willingly, and I find that
hard study is as essential to the composition of a good soldier as
to a good teacher. I have purchased a copy of the "Cavalry
Tactics," and devote every leisure hour to its mastery. There is
but one thing which gives me any serious annoyance now, and that is
the question of the ways and means for the education of my brothers
and sisters. I think Elvira and Marjorie had better teach this
winter, and then, if the war should be concluded before next
spring, I will make arrangements for their attendance at school
again. With kindest love to all, I am
Your loving and dutiful son,
Willard.
About two months more were occupied by the Harris Light in camp-duty,
scouting and foraging, but almost immediately after their arrival in
Virginia, young Glazier was promoted to the rank of Corporal. Shortly
after his promotion he was detailed for recruiting service and sent to
the city of New York for that purpose. The great city was in a turmoil
of excitement.
The "Tammany" organization carried things with a high hand, and was
opposed by the equally powerful Union League. Between these two centres
the current of public opinion ran in strong tides. But, in the midst of
it all, the young corporal was successful in his recruiting service, and
on the second day of December rejoined his comrades, who were then at
Camp Palmer, Arlington Heights.
This spot was one of peculiar beauty. Its associations were hallowed.
There stood the ancestral home of the Lees, whose deserted rooms seemed
haunted with memories of a noble race. Its floors had echoed to the
tread of youth and beauty. Its walls had witnessed gatherings of renown.
From its portals rode General Lee to take command of the Richmond
troops--a man who must be revered for his qualities of heart and
remembered especially by the North as one who, amid all the fury of
passion which the war engendered, was never betrayed into an intemperate
expression towards the enemy. _Now_, the halls and porches of the quaint
old building rang with the tread of armed men. Its rooms were
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