ong the soldiers.
I handed, this morning, to an aged soldier, the tract, The sick and the Physician.
That means the Saviour, said he; Oh, that he were my Saviour!
Many of my company have become Christians, said another, and I too wish to learn what I must do to be saved.
He requested me to visit him, and aid him in securing life everlasting.
February 17, 1863.
After getting my tracts, hymn-books, etc., I supplied the Sixty-third, Fifty-first and Fifty-eighth Regiments, and also Derrick's and Clarke's Battalions and Brian's Battery.
The brave men received the tracts eagerly and thankfully, and were always pleased with an appointment for preaching or prayer.
We held meetings in Monroe, and at the narrows of New river, and at Thorn Spring, near Dublin, where four artillery companies are now in camp.
Never have I met with more patient and attentive audiences.
One and another would inquire for Testaments, and express a resolution to lead a new life.
With the batteries we