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Okolona (Mississippi, United States) (search for this): chapter 9
Rev. B. B. Ross, of Alabama, who gladly gave himself to the work of colportage, says of his labors: I visited Corinth, the hospitals, and some of the camps, and am glad to report that the soldiers are very greedy for all kinds of religious reading-take the tracts from the agent with delight, and read them with avidity; and, whenever he sees proper to drop a word of admonition or warning, listen to it with patience and respect. But this is especially so in the hospitals. From Okolona, Miss., Rev. J. T. C. Collins wrote to Mr. Ross: The soldiers received the books with great eagerness. I never in all my life saw such a desire to get Bibles. Every ward I went into they would beg me for Bibles and Testaments. While they gladly received the other books, they wanted Bibles. I have been to every man's cot and left either a book or a tract. And when I re-visited them, and asked how they liked the books, my heart was greatly cheered by the accounts they gave me. One said h
Evansport (Ohio, United States) (search for this): chapter 9
ongy soil for a bed, and no covering but a blanket? I have waked up at midnight under such circumstances, and found half the regiment standing silently and gloomily around the camp-fires, while now and then the barking, hectic cough of some afflicted soldier preached a sermon on death. Another, who moved from a different part of the line, says, in a rather more cheerful strain: We experienced mingled emotions of joy and sadness on the morning of our departure from our old camp at Evansport. Our men had grown tired of the winds, rains, mud, sleet, and snow, on the border, and were ready to rejoice at the prospect of any change of position. Some things pained us. I shall never forget the parting glance at our regimental graveyard. Some were leaving brothers on that lonely hill; some, near and dear relations; all, gallant comrades. Our second day's march was on the Sabbath. About noon I ascertained that by getting permission to leave ranks I could attend Methodist Circ
Fort Donelson (Tennessee, United States) (search for this): chapter 9
writer was present in the hall of Congress when this letter was read, and never can he forget the profound impression it made on the entire audience. Abundant tears, and a silence more eloquent than the words of the greatest orator, were the tribute paid to the memory of the departed patriot. Our space will not permit us to lay the whole of this noble letter before the reader, but we cannot deny him the gratification of seeing its closing sentences. After alluding to the fall of Fort Donelson, he says: The blow was most disastrous, and almost without a remedy. I, therefore, in my first report remained silent. This silence you were kind enough to attribute to my generosity. I will not lay claim to the motive to excuse my course. I observed silence, as it seemed to be the best way to serve the cause and the country. The facts were not fully known-discontent prevailed, and criticism or condemnation were more likely to augment than to cure the evil. I refrained, well
Williamsburg (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 9
I will be with you again soon. These movements. while they interrupted the pious labors of chaplains and colporteurs, did not divert the minds of the soldiers from the great truths of religion. No sooner was the main army in position near Williamsburg, on the Peninsula, than the work was resumed, and the fruits of righteousness began to appear. The following interesting reports were sent to Rev. A. E. Dickinson, Superintendent of Colportage for the Baptist Church: I have known twelve men in my regiment, wrote a chaplain from Williamsburg, who have professed conversion from reading your tracts. One came to me with a tract in his hand, and the tears flowing down his cheeks, and said, I would not take thousands for this tract. My parents have prayed for me, and wept over me; but it was left for this tract to bring me, a poor convicted sinner, to the feet of Jesus. Oh, sir, I feel to-day that I am a new man, and have set out for heaven. Another wrote from Yorktown: For three mo
Burnsville (Mississippi, United States) (search for this): chapter 9
In due time, marching orders were received, Then the father, consulting the age of his boy, and probably his own paternal feelings, gave him to understand that it was his wish he should remain at home. To this Charlie strenuously demurred, and plainly told his parent that if he could not go with him he would join another company. Yielding to his obstinacy, a sort of silent consent was given, and the lad left Memphis with his comrades. The regiment to which they belonged was detached to Burnsville, several miles distant from Corinth, and here it remained until the Friday or Saturday preceding the battle. Orders were then received that it should repair at once to the field and take its position, Charlie was asleep at the time of the departure, and the father, unwilling that one so young should undergo the fatigue of the long march of twenty miles and the dangers of the coming fight, gave orders that he should not be disturbed. Several hours after, the boy awoke of his own accord.
Yorktown (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 9
s tract. My parents have prayed for me, and wept over me; but it was left for this tract to bring me, a poor convicted sinner, to the feet of Jesus. Oh, sir, I feel to-day that I am a new man, and have set out for heaven. Another wrote from Yorktown: For three months I have not preached a sermon. We have no preaching place, and I do not know when we shall have one. The most that can be done is by colportage work, from camp to camp, distributing the pages of divine truth. The soldiers are his long home, but felt before he died it was much the best for him to go, that he would be in a better world, where wars and rumors of wars would no more mar his peace. The evacuation of the Peninsula, and the falling back of our army from Yorktown to the vicinity of Richmond, crowded the hospitals with thousands of sick and wounded men. No person who was in Richmond in the spring of 1862 can forget the painful scenes as the long trains of sick and wounded moved into the city day and night
Alabama (Alabama, United States) (search for this): chapter 9
inured as he was to spectacles of suffering and woe, as he stood by this, a silent spectator, his heart overflowed in tears and he knelt down and sobbed like a child. How true are the lines of the poet- The good die first, And they whose hearts are dry as Summer's dust, Burn to the socket. From this, and other battles, the hospitals were filled with thousands of sick and wounded men, among whom there were the most cheering evidences of true religious feeling. Rev. B. B. Ross, of Alabama, who gladly gave himself to the work of colportage, says of his labors: I visited Corinth, the hospitals, and some of the camps, and am glad to report that the soldiers are very greedy for all kinds of religious reading-take the tracts from the agent with delight, and read them with avidity; and, whenever he sees proper to drop a word of admonition or warning, listen to it with patience and respect. But this is especially so in the hospitals. From Okolona, Miss., Rev. J. T. C. Co
Richmond (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 9
al. He was calm, patient, and resigned, says Rev. Mr. Crumley, who was with him in his last hours, and expressed himself as having given all up into the hands of God, and could say, Thy will be done. When a little dreamy, he would say, My dear Jane, don't grieve after me-all is for the best. Then he would call, Jessie, come Jessie, and let me kiss you-be a good child. On Sabbath morning, having lain some time quiet, facing my window that commands a beautiful landscape on the James river full of fishing smacks, and beyond, the green wheat fields, with the darker shades of clover fields further on, and the distant woods all lit up with a bright May morning's sun, he asked me to turn him over and straighten him on the bed. Fixing his eyes, as though he saw heaven opened, he, with a smile, said, Come, Lord Jesus, come quickly; and folding his arms on his bosom, he fell asleep in Jesus, calm as an infant slumbers. We buried him at the head of the still increasing host of o
Hampton Roads (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 9
Chapter 8: spring of 1862. The military movements of this season alternately elevated and depressed the public mind. The memorable naval victory in Hampton Roads, the evacuation of Manassas, the great battle of Shiloh, and the fall of New Orleans-all occurred within two months. But the people and the soldiers kept up their courage, and while they lamented over reverses, rejoiced humbly in our successes. The march from Manassas to the Peninsula was attended with great suffering on the part of the soldiers. You would pity our hungry patriots, wrote a chaplain, if you could see them toasting the middling bacon on long sticks, and consigning their dough to the ashes for want of an oven. We have had no tents either, and a great many drenching showers. How would you enjoy sleeping, if it had to be effected out in the woods, in a driving rain, with a soggy, spongy soil for a bed, and no covering but a blanket? I have waked up at midnight under such circumstances, and found half
West Point (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 9
and spiritual welfare of his regiment. One who knew him as an intimate friend says: Mr. Timberlake was certainly a model man, and one whose untiring zeal and energy in the cause of his country is worthy of emulation, and whose self-sacrificing observance of duty has placed him in a premature grave. His devotion to our sick soldiers while in the city of Richmond left a remembrance which time will not soon efface from the hearts of his many friends there. He died of consumption at West Point, on York river, and quietly sleeps beneath the soil which he gladly came to defend. Rev. Mr. Cone was exhausted and broken down by long marches and exposure in the Peninsula. Becoming very warm after a march, he imprudently bathed in a stream near the roadside, which produced a check of perspiration, terminating in typhoid fever. The regiment being on the retreat, and doing picket duty, there was but little accommodation for the sick. He fell behind, and a Presbyterian clergyman said
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