“That’s just where it is, miss; it don’t matter the being cared for; they cared for me in Washington; but it’s the way the caring’s done. I’ll just tell you how it is, in this war. We’re all a set of ten-pins, stood up to have balls sent at us; along they come, and down we go. No matter, get another set; but still, it may save Uncle Sam to mend the broken ones, and use them again; so the menders come along, pick you up, feel you all over, and see if you’re worth mending; if so, you’re patched up, and stood in your place again. I’ve seen enough of it; but here comes this fellow--I beg your pardon, miss, it’s surgeon in charge I’m thinking you like him called--and he don’t say much different from other menders; but it’s all in his eye--it says a lot more nor his tongue--it says, ‘You’re flesh and blood, you are, poor fellow! and I’m sorry to see you twisting about with pain like that, and it’s all a bad business, this same, so it is.’ Do you think I care what a man’s tongue says, when his eye says that? I tell you, I feel better the whole day for one look like that. It’s my belief that all the talk that’s right from the heart comes out of the eye, and when men want to make you believe things not just so, it’s their tongue they use.” I did not suggest that it had been remarked, on the one hand, that “Language was given to conceal a man’s thoughts;” or, on the other, that “Countenance and gesture are vehicles of thought, but their capacity and scope are limited,” as I was quite sure that he was entirely innocent of any plagiarism, either of ideas or their expression. But what a lesson in his words for us all! Here is a man confined to his bed, suffering acutely, who tells me that he feels better for a whole day--for what? For some kind act to relieve that suffering?--some pleasant look, or sprightly game to beguile his tedious hours?--or for “Kind words, so easy to speak, But whose echo is endless?” For none of these; but merely for a look--a glance of sympathy! Could we realize the priceless value of such seeming trifles, surely in our intercourse with our fellow-men, we should be more on the watch to practice them--more prompt in their exercise. It is not that feeling is wanting, in many cases, but perception,--the perception of the mode in which we act upon others; but we must beware of forgetting our responsibility on this most important point, and remember that “Evils are wrought by want of thought, As well as want of heart.”