eat my meals with thanksgiving.”
“Tell him that I have tried to pray as we used to do at home.”
“Tell him that Christ is now all my hope, all my trust, and that He is precious to my soul.”
“Tell him that I am not afraid to die—all is calm.”
“Tell him that I believe Christ will take me to Himself, and to my dear sister who is in heaven.”
The voice of the dying boy faltered in the intervals between these precious sentences.
When the hymn commencing, “Nearer, my God, to thee,” was read to him, at the end of each stanza he exclaimed, with striking energy, “O Lord Jesus, thou art coming nearer to me.”
Also, at the end of each stanza of the hymn (which was also read to him) commencing,
Rev. J. W. Talley
Just as I am—without one plea, he exclaimed, “I come!
O Lamb of God, I come!”
Speaking again of his friends, he said, “Tell my father that I died happy.”
His last words were, “Father, I'm coming to Thee!”
Then the Christian soldier sweetly and calmly “fell asleep in Jesus.”
This was witnessed by about twenty fellow-soldiers, and the effect upon the feelings of all was very marked.
Said a Roman Catholic who lay near the dying one, with tears in his eyes, and strong emotion, “ I never want to die happier than that man did.”
Said another, “I never prayed until last night; but when I saw that man die so happy, I determined to seek religion too.”
But that thy blood was shed for me,
And that thou bid'st me come to thee,
O Lamb of God, I come,
, of Georgia
, thus describes the death of his son at Leesburg
, from wounds received at Sharpsburg
My son, after he had lain in a storehouse from Monday to Tuesday evening on a blanket and a handful of straw, was furnished by a kind lady with a straw mattress, on which he is now dying.
May God remember her in mercy “in that day.”
‘The night of the 29th was a night of pain, anxiety, deep, unutterable emotion.
We sat or kneeled by his couch, and poured out our souls in prayer for the sufferer.
He wanted me to pray for him, and, almost suffocated with emotion, silent prayer yielded to sobs and prayers.
At the close, I asked him if he loved Jesus.
He answered, “Yes.”
I asked him if he was going to heaven; he said: “I hope so;” and wanted us all to meet him in heaven.
He then threw his arms around his ’