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Richmond (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 5
duties It is a pleasing task to present the reader with a view of Southern women among the sick, wounded and dying, ministering at the same time to the body and the soul. Scenes like the following were witnessed all over the South: At Richmond, Va., there was a little model hospital known as The Samaritan, presided over by a lady who gave it her undivided attention, and greatly endeared herself to the soldiers who were fortunate enough to be sent there. Through my son, a young soldier trust in God that the same thoughts and reflections have changed my manner of life. E — has doubtless shown you what I call my farewell letters to my children, as well as the one to her. The letters were written to my children while I was at Richmond, Va. The advice I thought and still think was good, but alas, where does that advice come from. It is from the best friend my children have upon earth, a father; yes, a father, who says: My children, read your Bibles, abstain from bad company and
Jackson (Tennessee, United States) (search for this): chapter 5
d me more than anything I ever saw or read on religion. While the battle was raging and the bullets were flying, Jackson rode by, calm as if he were at home, but his head was raised toward heaven, and his lips were moving evidently in prayer. Meeting a chaplain near the front in the heat of a battle, the General said to him, The rear is your place, sir, now, and prayer your business. He said to a Colonel who wanted worship, All right, Colonel, but don't forget to drill. An incident of Jackson is related by one of his staff. Entering the General's room at midnight, Major found him at prayer. After half an hour the Major stepped to the door and asked of the Aid if he did not think the General had fallen asleep on his knees from excessive fatigue. 0 no, you know the General is an Old Presbyterian, and they all make long prayers. The Major returned, and after waiting an hour the General rose from his knees. A writer says: General Jackson never enters a battle without i
Warrenton (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 5
iers, who were supplied with socks and gloves almost wholly by the busy fingers of their sisters, wives and mothers. And when these welcome contributions arrived in camp, what blessings were invoked on our fair benefactors! The scene described by Rev. Mr. Crumley, as he distributed among the soldiers, after one of the Maryland campaigns, the supplies sent forward by the Georgia Relief Association, one of the noblest institutions of the war, is truthful and touching: After leaving Warrenton, I visited the wounded in private houses around the battle-field, where I very narrowly escaped being taken prisoner by the Yankees. In Winchester I found thousands of the wounded from Maryland crowding into churches, hotels, private houses, and tents, in every imaginable state of suffering and destitution. Though kind words and prayers are good and cheering to the suffering, they could not relieve the terrible destitution. At length my anxious suspense was relieved by the coming of Mr.
Fredericksburg, Va. (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 5
ose of public service, announced that he had a prospect of being able to get a supply of Testaments for the portion of the men still destitute, and that those who wished a copy could give him their names after the benediction. Scarcely had the last words of blessing died on the minister's lips before the war-worn heroes charged on him almost as furiously as if storming the enemy's breast-works. Another narrates the following: As some of the Confederate troops were marching through Fredericksburg, Va., with bristling bayonets and rumbling artillery, a fair lady appeared on the steps of a dark brown mansion, her arms filled with Testaments, which, with gracious kindness and gentle courtesy, she distributed to the passing soldiers. The eagerness with which they were received, the pressing throng, the outstretched hands, the earnest thanks, the unspoken blessings upon the giver, thus dispensing the word of Life to the armed multitude, to whom death might come at any moment-all made u
Greensboro (North Carolina, United States) (search for this): chapter 5
ften 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 at the windows wish to buy some fruit, etc.; but there were ladies-old and young-standinIn comes a servant with a pitcher of nice, fresh milk, and another with bread and meats, and a little boy with fruit. Thus all the time the cars are stopped at Greensboro the soldiers are helped bountifully. Ever and anon you can hear one of them exclaim, These are the cleverest people I have met with in a long time. I have been told that this is an every day business with the good citizens of Greensboro. The writer has passed there four times recently, and found it so every time. These people feel for their soldiers. There is something in the following scene to touch the heart and moisten the eye: After the battle of Sharpsburg we passed ov
Augusta (Georgia, United States) (search for this): chapter 5
bordinate and collateral in their relations to these, which were often successful in giving the thoughts of the soldiers a serious turn. The loudest calls were for the Holy Scriptures, and the most earnest efforts were made to meet the demand. But owing to the stringency of the blockade, and the poor facilities in the South for printing the Bible, we were never able to put a copy into every hand that was stretched out for one. The Bible Society of the Confederate States, organized at Augusta, Ga., in March, 1862, and the State Bible Societies already in existence, labored nobly to provide for the wants of the country. Finding that for the main supply they must rely on importations from abroad, the Confederate Bible Society directed its Corresponding Secretary, Rev. Dr. E. H. Myers, to communicate with the British and Foreign Bible Society, with the view of securing such occasional supplies as might be lucky enough to escape the dangers of the blockade and reach our ports. Dr
Providence, R. I. (Rhode Island, United States) (search for this): chapter 5
onquests. All the other departments of the army have system, and such system exists in any other department of the service that no one of its officers can neglect his duty without diminishing the efficiency of his branch of the service. And it appears to me that when men see what attention is bestowed secularly in comparison with what is religiously, they naturally under-estimate the importance of religion. From what I have said, you may think I am despondent; but thanks to an ever kind Providence, such is not the case. I do not know when so many men, brought together without any religious test, exhibit so much religious feeling. The striking feature is that so much that is hopeful should exist, when so little human instrumentality has been employed for its accomplishment. In civil life, ministers have regular meetings to devise means for cooperation in advancing the interests of the Church. This can be done in the army, and I am persuaded it should be. Some ministers ask
Georgia (Georgia, United States) (search for this): chapter 5
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
South Carolina (South Carolina, United States) (search for this): chapter 5
fame. A lady, writing from the hospital at Culpeper Courthouse, says: I have lost four of my patients. Three of them died rejoicing in Jesus. They were intelligent, noble, godly young men. One from Virginia said to me as he was dying, Sing me a hymn. I repeated, Jesus, lover of my soul. He remarked, Where else but in Jesus can a poor sinner trust? Just as he passed away, he looked up and said, Heaven is so sweet to me; and to the presence of Jesus he went. Another from South Carolina seemed very happy, and sung with great delight, Happy day, when Jesus washed my sins away. Young B., of Virginia, was resigned, and even rejoiced at the near prospect of death. He repeated the line, How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord. His end was peace. One of these young men had determined to enter the Christian ministry. While many engaged in these works of mercy in the hospitals, others toiled at home as earnestly for the benefit of the soldiers, who were supplie
Edgefield (Tennessee, United States) (search for this): chapter 5
ty of my dear son H-, who died three years ago; it was given him by his only sister, about the time he was taken sick. For this reason I have kept it back, but seeing the earnest request in the papers, and as I can no longer read its sacred pages, after dropping a tear at parting with it, I send it for the use of the soldiers. I had given away long since all I could find about the house, and now send you this, hoping that, with God's blessing, it may save some soul. Before the fall of Nashville, arrangements had been perfected there for printing the entire Bible. Tie Western Publishing House of the Baptist Church issued an edition in the first year of the war, and a copy was sent to President Davis, who acknowledged it in the following terms: The Bible is a beautiful specimen of Southern workmanship, and if I live to be inaugurated the first President of the Confederacy, on the 22d of February, my lips shall press the sacred volume which your kindness has bestowed upon me. In
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