previous next
[410] suffered too much, notwithstanding his advantages, to pursue, and our gallant lieutenant-colonel, already wounded in the arm, went back and brought them away under a shower of bullets.

In the midst of this carnage many a heart turned to the God of battles for refuge and comfort.

Mr. Mills again writes:

A young man said to me after the battle: “When I was going into the battle, I put my trust in God, and He has brought me through untouched, and I am grateful to Him.” And the tears stood in his eyes as he spoke. He was an unconverted man when he went into the fight. Last night at preaching, while referring to the incidents of the battle and how God had preserved them, many tears fell, and many countenances spoke louder than words undying gratitude to the God of all grace.

The instances of calm Christian courage exhibited on the field of Sharpsburg have never been surpassed. Here, with thousands of other heroes, Captain James G. Rogers, of Macon, Georgia, offered his life on the altar of his country. He was a worthy citizen and a most useful Christian. As a minister and a Sabbath-school superintendent, he exerted a happy influence wherever he labored to do good. He entered the service a captain of the Central City Blues, of the renowned Twelfth Georgia, and endured cheerfully all the hardships of the soldier's life. He passed unharmed through seventeen desperate battles, and fell gloriously on this bloody field. Wearied and almost worn out by the investment of Harper's Ferry and the march to the battle-field, his men lay on their arms awaiting the attack which was to be made at dawn of day. The assault was terrible, and for an hour Captain Rogers, in command of the regiment, passed up and down the line encouraging his men. While thus exposed, all the fingers of his left hand were shot off, and he was severely wounded in the thigh, but he remained with his men until forced to leave by sheer exhaustion. As he was moving off, supported by some of his men, a bullet struck him in the back of the head, killing him instantly. “Thus fell,” says the friend from whom we take this account, “one of the purest, bravest men of our immortalized Confederate army.” When he bade adieu to his family, he said: “If we meet no more on earth, let us meet in heaven.” In his letters home he often said: “I never go into battle without feeling prepared to meet my God.” On the morning of his last battle he arranged for the disposal of his effects as if he fully expected to fall. “Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord.”

Creative Commons License
This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 United States License.

An XML version of this text is available for download, with the additional restriction that you offer Perseus any modifications you make. Perseus provides credit for all accepted changes, storing new additions in a versioning system.

hide Places (automatically extracted)

View a map of the most frequently mentioned places in this document.

Sort places alphabetically, as they appear on the page, by frequency
Click on a place to search for it in this document.
Sharpsburg (Maryland, United States) (1)
Macon (Georgia, United States) (1)
Harper's Ferry (West Virginia, United States) (1)

Download Pleiades ancient places geospacial dataset for this text.

hide People (automatically extracted)
Sort people alphabetically, as they appear on the page, by frequency
Click on a person to search for him/her in this document.
James G. Rogers (2)
J. W. Mills (1)
Christian (1)
hide Display Preferences
Greek Display:
Arabic Display:
View by Default:
Browse Bar: