Sunday, March 19.—Went to the Episcopal Church. The services were held in a small brick house, which was not much cleaner than the Presbyterian. Captain Hicks, one of our patients, and his wife went with me—the first time they were ever in a church of that denomination. They were both delighted with the music. They live about twenty miles from here. Captain H. is from Alabama, and was wounded in one of the battles around Richmond. He can not rejoin his regiment, as he is not able to walk the distance, namely, one hundred miles, Sherman having torn up that much of the railroad track near Augusta.
Kate Cumming: A Journal of Hospital Life in the Confederate Army of Tennessee.
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