you are so well fitted, and for which atoning grace may prepare me. May 2, 1864. The sweet bright days are gone, and now the stern work of war is to begin. . . . You must not be more uneasy than you can possibly help. . . . but, above all, remember that in any event I humbly hope and believe that we will meet again in heaven. May 3, 1864. We have everything to be thankful for since this time last year; let us trust Him for the future. I intend to try and live so that if I am taken we may meet as we must do in that world where there is no more parting, and where sin and sorrow are unknown.The spirit of trustfulness in the living Redeemer—that spirit whose gradual development may be traced, if we mistake not, in these touching words—is the crowning grace of a noble character. ‘Do we exaggerate when we say that the death of such a man was a sore and bitter loss, not only to his friends and family, but to his native land as well? The brain to conceive, the heart to dare, the hand to execute—all these went down with him and are lost to us to-day. The great old Commonwealth has not yet lost, it may be, the “breed of noble minds;” but none of her living sons possess a grander organization than the young soldier whose great qualities we have here so inadequately depicted.’ Colonel J. Thompson Brown, of the First Virginia Artillery, who fell at the battle of the Wilderness, was thus spoken of at the close of a memorial sketch by Hon. B. Johnson Barbour:Colonel Brown united in his character in a remarkable degree the excellencies of a soldier, the qualities of a gentleman, and the virtues of a Christian. To a cultivated intellect he joined judgment, energy, and promptitude, and was conspicuous for his gallantry in all the battles of the war in which he was engaged. He possessed the love of his soldiers, the esteem of his commanders, and the admiration of his native State.And thus we close the record of this brave young soldier, painfully conscious of the imperfect manner in which our portion of the duty has been performed, but finding compensation in the reflection that his truest and best epitaph is declared in the multiplied evidences we have given of the unusual and universal grief which his death brought to all his companions in arms, from the
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