rough face was wet with tears, and he said to them, as with the promptings of a new life, “He was the first who ever saw any good in me, or thought me capable of better things. I shall never forget him.” Happy the man who is remembered thus! ‘The family of Ellis Munford had the mournful pleasure— denied, alas! to so many others under like bereavement—of following his remains to the grave. He was buried in Hollywood Cemetery, near Richmond, his pastor, the Rev. Dr. Charles Minnegerode, conducting the funeral services.’ H. Everard Meade, of Petersburg, died at home, July 10, 1862, of disease contracted while serving in the Twelfth Virginia Regiment, and his death is thus recorded: ‘Conscious that the end was near, and that the hour of his departure was at hand, he calmly kissed each member of his family and bade them good-bye, with the parting words to each, “Meet me in heaven.” Then turning and clasping the hand of his physican, who was also his friend and kinsman, he said to him: “I am dying, Hugh. Fight Christ's battles, as we are now fighting those of our country. Take Him as your great example, remembering that there is no happiness save in a life of virtue.” With these beautiful words trembling on his lips, he closed his eyes, and the brave young spirit was gone.’ Captain Patrick H. Clark, of Halifax county, fell at the post of duty, stricken by disease after passing unscathed through shot and shell; and the venerable Bishop Johns, of the Episcopal Church, thus spoke of him: Other appropriate obituaries have borne truthful testimony to the manly virtues, social refinement and accomplished education of this patriotic youth, which endeared him to all who knew him, and rendered his early death a costly sacrifice in the cause of his country, and a deep and enduring affliction to his devoted family and friends. It is to record for their solace and support the clear and decided assurance of their dying relative and associate that this notice is penned. To the estimable lady who, during his short and severe illness, ministered to him with maternal tenderness, and who had expressed to him her hope of his recovery, he replied— “I am very ill; but do not think I am alarmed. I am not afraid to meet my God. If He spares my life, well. If otherwise, I am perfectly resigned. My trust is in Jesus.”
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