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wd like the mournful sounds of the passing breeze through the lofty pines of the distant forest. The intelligence and social position of the Confederate soldiers were higher than we usually find in large bodies of troops. The private at home was often equal, and sometimes superior in social status to the officer that led him, and did not forget the claims of good breeding after he entered the army. I am proud to say it for Confederate soldiers, said the venerable Dr. Lovick Pierce, of Georgia, that for a long time while travelling with hundreds and thousands of them on all the railroads used for transportation, I have heard less profane language issuing from them than I have ever heard from any promiscuous crowd of travellers in all my journeyings. It is a well-earned fame, and deserves an imperishable record. Most of them seem to belong to the gentleman stock. Said the Rev. J. M. Atkinson: The talent, the energy, patriotism-and now, it would seem, the piety of the country
revalence of vice,--drunkenness and profanity in our camps — is attributable to the officers themselves. By far the larger number of the officers of our Southern army are both profane and hard drinkers, where they are not drunkards. Another says: There is an appalling amount of drunkenness in our army. More among the officers than the men. This evil is now on the increase. A surgeon writing from the army says: I was greatly astonished to find soldiers in Virginia whom I had known in Georgia as sober, discreet citizens-members of the different churches — some deacons, and official members-even preachers, in the daily and constant habit of drinking whiskey for their health. An officer who had visited many portions of the army gave it as his opinion that with the exception of the reverse at Fort Donelson, we were defeated not by the Federals but by whiskey. A distinguished General is said to have remarked that if the South is overthrown, the epitaph should be Died of Whiske
ace of that noble warrior, as, with lips parched with fever, he sipped the wine, or tasted the pickles her hands had prepared, whispering, God bless the ladies of Georgia; or that other, as he exchanged his soiled and blood-stained garments for those sent by the Association, ejaculating, Yes, we will suffer and die, if need be, in ur dear soldiers. And when trains filled with men paused but a few moments, they were often found ready with refreshments. The following scene at a village in Georgia was repeated daily along the lines of railroad throughout the South: At Greensboro there were no little fellows or aunties popping into the cars or crying a There is something in the following scene to touch the heart and moisten the eye: After the battle of Sharpsburg we passed over a line of railroad in Central Georgia. The disabled soldiers from Gen. Lee's army were returning to their homes. At every station the wives and daughters of the farmers came on the cars and dist
William W. Bennett, A narrative of the great revival which prevailed in the Southern armies during the late Civil War, Chapter 5: helps to the revival-colportage. (search)
g missionaries to the army, and in printing and circulating tracts. Rev. Messrs. Gatewood and Kepler, of the Protestant Episcopal Church, were the zealous directors of operations in Virginia, while in other States such men as Bishop Elliott, of Georgia, Doctor, now Bishop, Quintard, of Tennessee, and the lamented General Polk, gave the weight of their influence and the power of their eloquence, written and oral, to promote the cause of religion among our soldiers. At Raleigh, N. C., early ilately sixteen conversions. One young man was very anxious to learn to read. I procured him a spelling-book, and in a few days he learned so rapidly as to be able to read the Testament. He has since professed religion. A middle-aged man from Georgia has learned to read since he joined the army, and has committed to memory almost all the New Testament with the book of Job. Another faithful laborer says: A young man said to me, Parson, you gave me a book, (Baxter's Call,) which I have been
d, rather in the rear, passing through his brain and out near the temple on the opposite side. He fell dead instantly. And thus hundreds of Christian men gladly yielded up their lives, cheered and sustained by the glorious hope of a better life in heaven. While this battle was raging the earnest prayers of the Southern people were ascending to God for his protection to our soldiers and his blessing on their arms. A remarkable answer to prayer is recorded in reference to a company from Georgia. A prayer-meeting was held at Atkinson's church, in Oglethorpe county, in that State, to pray for the safety of the Oglethorpe Rifles, who went from that neighborhood. The prayers were ascending in their behalf while the battle was raging, and they were mingling in the tornado of shells and bullets which mowed the gallant 8th Georgia regiment, of which they composed a part; and yet, of all the companies engaged, this alone showed from the record, none killed. Those who recall the prevai
agreeably. Some of our men wished to visit their old friends in a neighboring regiment, but would not do so on account of the drunkenness and profanity going on in their midst. I know the mother of one of the young men, and I hope to return to Georgia when the war is over and tell her how Charlie looked as I met him returning to his camp, unwilling to risk himself among them. We are considered the most moral, best behaved regiment connected with this part of the army. This, of course, spe wish one thing could be. What, asked we, do you wish? I would like, he replied, that my dear mother could come and sit down right here on the bed by me, and I could kiss her once; then I would lie down and die, and they would carry me away to Georgia, and bury me by the side of my sweet little sister-nurse, you knew my sister; she was a good child-and then-ah! then I would go up to heaven, and wait till the rest all came. Oh! would not that be grand! I hoped to live long enough to see fat
hing in the afternoon. A walk of three miles brought me up, about 3 o'clock, to a little schoolhouse, where I was affectingly reminded of my dear old Circuits in Georgia. We had a good meeting. It was Bro. McSparran's first appointment at that place, and when he announced his next appointment for them, an old brother spoke up me. Some of the cases, said Rev. James B. Taylor, Sr., writing of his visits to the hospitals at Staunton, Va., were peculiarly touching. One man from Southwestern Georgia told me, with deep feeling, that out of 98 composing his company 24 were buried in Western Virginia. I pressed upon him the claims of the gospel, and he soble men who fell during this period were two faithful chaplains, Rev. J. W. Timberlake of Florida, attached to the 2d Florida regiment, and Rev. W. H. C. Cone of Georgia, chaplain of the 19th Georgia regiment. Mr. Timberlake came to Virginia in feeble health, but was indefatigable in his exertions to promote the temporal and sp
his heart was gratified, said his brother; be died as a hero, in front of the foe, on the bloodiest field of the war, and was buried without a coffin near the spot where he fell. We leave him to sleep in his soldier grave, in the sacred soil of distant Virginia; but, in the morning of the resurrection, we shall hope to meet him where the battle's thunder is never heard, and where the smile of God shall fill our hearts with peace forever. Such was the end of Wateman Glover Bass, a noble Georgia soldier. Said a young soldier to one of his comrades, as they were standing in line of battle, waiting for the order to advance: This is a solemn time, I intend to do my duty, and am willing to spill my blood freely for my country. In his last letter home, he had said to the loved ones: It I see you no more, I have a good hope of meeting you in heaven. He saw them no more, for as he moved forward in the front rank he was pierced by a ball and fell dead instantly. Another said,
self-sacrifice which our people manifested in their attentions to the sick and wounded men, who were left along the track of the army, can never be surpassed. Warrenton, a small town of fifteen hundred inhabitants, was crowded with more than two thousand wounded soldiers from the battle-fields, hungry, bleeding, and with no clothes but what they had on, and these cut, and torn, and bloody; and in many instances their gaping wounds were alive with crawling maggots. Rev. J. W. Talley, of Georgia, who labored in the place as a nurse of the poor, suffering men, and there consigned to the grave his first-born son, pays a feeling tribute to the citizens who opened their hearts and houses to their countrymen: The ladies, aided by their husbands, are seen everywhere. They are angels of mercy, not idle lookers-on, but busy, carrying food and helping in every way they can to alleviate and soothe the sufferer. They divided their beds and bed-clothing and fed these hundreds as long a
ster, there were evident signs of a deep awakening among the troops. Rev. J. W. Mills, in a letter to Bishop Pierce, of Georgia, spoke cheeringly of their religious meetings: Since my last, he writes, the great Head of the Church has wotry of Rev. Nelson Head, there was a most interesting revival, and the greater number of the converts were soldiers from Georgia and Alabama. In Lynchburg, Charlottesville, Petersburg, and Richmond, the work was pervasive and powerful. A writer ere are few more touching than one that furnished the ground work for a tract written by the Rev. William M. Crumley, of Georgia, and widely circulated among the soldiers with the happiest results. Mr. Crumley was one of the most faithful and untir clean, comfortable bed, his head resting on a soft, white pillow, on which the familiar name of a distinguished lady of Georgia was marked-she having contributed it from her own bed for the benefit of the suffering soldiers. Near him sat the matro
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