fragments of this and other Virginia brigades of Johnson's Division were thrown into one brigade under Brigadier-General William Terry, and from that time the conglomeration was styled Terry's Brigade. When General Lee moved from Spottsylvania Court House towards Hanover Junction, he left the worst wounded men of the Third Corps d'armie in permanent hospitals near the field of battle on the farm of Mr. Stuart. Dr. Kemper was left in charge of all; and Dr. Bushrod Taylor, Surgeon Forty-eighth Virginia, was left in charge of Second Corps Hospital. The army having moved sooner than it was hoped, we were left without supplies, in a wasted, impoverished, but kind community; exposedto the enemy; and, of course, in great straits. Our Corps Hospital had some 320 badly wounded, who required and had nearly 200 attendants, making in all about 500 men. Of this nmmber there were about fifty of the enemy's wounded, some of whom had been rescued from the merciless flames of that wood which the enemy retreating, beaten by Early, had fired for eluding his pressing column. For about twenty days we lost an average of five per day; and as the wounded died, and the hospital became better organized under the judicious management of Dr. Taylor, the nurses were reduced in number and dismissed to rejoin their commands. We had many reports of the enemy's approach; but for some time they did not appear. In my ministrations I endeavored daily to visit every man, irrespective of his army, and knew no man after the flesh. So large was the number that at first it took me two days to pass entirely around the hospital. On June 10, about 2 P. M., while I was in a Yankee's tent praying and reading with him, at the corner of the hospital, a clatter of sabers was heard, and looking up we saw a detachment of Federal cavalry surrounding the hospital. They fired on one or two men running across the fields, and at first some courageous assaults were made upon our meagre commissary tent; but Colonel Anderson soon rode up, arrested very promptly this robbery of stores, and soon showed that he at least had the instincts of humanity. When the squadron were making their gallant charge, their sergeant, a rude, red-headed Pennsylvanian, dashed with drawn pistol through the middle of the camp. While thus displaying his heroism, a large, fierce-looking sergeant of a Maine regiment, whose arm had been very badly fractured, staggered out of his tent, and in indignant style belabored his cavalry friend, saying: “ Put up your pistol; put up your pistol! What are you flourishing that about here for? Nobody here but one-armed and one-legged and dying men; you needn't be afraid of them.” The only misconduct of which we had a right to complain was that they took off half our nurses; and when Colonel Anderson told us the rigid orders from Torbert, which he refused complying with, we felt assured he did all that he dared to do. This was the Seventeenth Pennsylvania Regiment, and had been detached from Sheridan's raiding party upon Trevilliap's Station, with orders to break up our hospital. The Yankee inmates of our hospital behaved gratefully and honorably. They interceded for our men, and none equalled them in their ridicule of the “gallant charge” and their “successful assault upon a fortified camp.” I can fairly hear Pat Irishman, of a New Jersey regiment, now, laughing at the flaming heading of some Yankee paper telling of the “handsome affair,” “the number of prisoners taken by the Seventeenth Pennsylvania,” etc. It was my pleasure to hear many men in that memorable hospital make profession of faith in Christ. I conversed with every man on the subject of religion, and after the number was reduced by death, I held almost daily service in every tent. Among those who made profession of faith in Christ were several of the Federal wounded, who ever seemed as deeply interested in my ministrations as our own men. One of these became converted from Unitarianism, and wrote through me a long letter telling his sister of it. Some of these were very interesting cases; two I recall particularly, from Boston, who were Congregationalists. One of these was named after Rev. Dr. Channing; another, when he had found peace in Christ, said to me one day: “Chaplain, I ”
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Table of Contents:
Chapter 1 : religious elements in the army.
Chapter 2 : influence of Christian officers.
Chapter 3 : influence of Christian officers—continued.
Chapter 4 : influence of Christian officers—concluded.
Chapter 5 : Bible and colportage work.
Chapter 6 : hospital work.
Chapter 7 : work of the chaplains and missionaries.
Chapter 8 : eagerness of the soldiers to hear the Gospel .
Chapter 9 : State of religion in 1861 - 62 .
Chapter 10 : revivals in the Lower Valley and around Fredericksburg .
Chapter 11 : the great revival along the Rapidan .
Chapter 12 : progress of the work in 1864 - 65 .
Chapter 13 : results of the work and proofs of its genuineness
Appendix: letters from our army workers.
Appendix no. 2 : the work of grace in other armies of the Confederacy .
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