Many Irish fought bravely for both sides in the American Civil War. The Battle of Bull Run, which took place just 25 miles from the White House, was the first major clash. Unbelievably, civilians from neighboring areas rode out ot the perimeter of the battlefield, some with binoculars and picnic baskets, to watch the fighting unfold. Well aware that the battle might be their first and last, soldiers made preparations accordingly, including writing letters home to loved ones. Major Sullivan BALLOU, of the Second Rhode Island Volunteers, addressed the following eloquent letter to his wife, Sarah, in Smithfield. July 14, 1861, Camp Clark, Washington - "My very dear Sarah, The indications are very strong that we shall move in a few days - perhaps tomorrow. Lest I should not be able to write again, I feel impelled to write a few lines that may fall under your eye when I shall be no more. Our movements may be of a few days' duration and full of pleasure - and it may be one of some conflict and death to me. "Not my will, but thine, O God be done." If it is necessary that I should fall on the battlefield for my Country, I am ready. I have no misgivings about, or lack of confidence in, the cause in which I am engaged, and my courage does not halt or falter. I know how strongly American Civilization now leans on the triumph of the Government, and how great a debt we owe to those who went before us through the blood and sufferings of the Revolution. And I am willing - perfectly willing - to lay down all my joys in this life, to help maintain this Government, and to pay that debt... Sarah, my love for you is deathless. It seems to bind me with mightly cables that nothing but Omnipotence could break; and yet my love of Country comes over me like a strong wind and bears me unresistibly on with all these chains to the battlefield. The memories of the blissful moments I have spent with you come creeping over me, and I feel most gratified to God and to you that I have enjoyed them so long. And hard it is for me to give them up and burn to ashes the hopes of future years, when, God willing, we might still have lived and loved together, and seen our sons grown up to honorable manhood around us. I have, I know, but few and small claims upon Divine Providence, but something whispers to me - perhaps it is the wafted prayer of my little Edgar - that I shall return to my loved ones unharmed. If I do not my dear Sarah, never forget how much I love you, and when my last breath escapes me on the battlefield, it will whisper your name. Forgive my many faults, and the many pains I have caused you. How thoughtless and foolish I have often times been! How gladly would I wash out with my tears every little spot upon your happiness, and struggle with all the misfortunes of this world to shield you and your children from harm. But I cannot. I must watch you from the Spirit-land and hover near you, while you buffet the storm, with your precious little freight, and wait with sad patience till we meet to part no more. But, O Sarah! if the dead can come back to this earth and flit unseen around those they loved, I shall always be near you; in the gladdest days and darkest nights, advised to your happiest scenes and gloomiest hours, always, always, and if there be a soft breeze upon your cheek, it shall be my breath; as the cool air fans your throbbing temple; it shall be my spirit passing by; Sarah do not mourn me dead; think I am gone and wait for thee, for we shall meet again. As for my little boys - they will grow up as I have done, an never know a father's love and care. Little Willie is too young to remember me for long, and my blue-eyed Edgar will keep my frolics with him along the dim memories of childhood. Sarah, I have unlimited confidence in your maternal care and your development of their character, and feel that God will bless you in your holy work. Tell my two Mothers I call God's blessing upon them. O! Sarah, I wait for you there; come to me and lead thither my children. Sullivan." The Union Army was ultimately defeated at Bull Run, and of the more than 70,000 Southern and Northern soldiers who went into battle, some 4,500 were killed, wounded, or captured. Major Sullivan Ballou was among the dead. -- Excerpt, "Letters of a Nation," A. Carroll Note - There is a Smithfield in Rhode Island in Providence Co.