Preaching in camp.
The 12th Alabama was singularly fortunate in having two such superior Chaplains as Rev. Mark S. Andrews, D. D.
, of the Alabama Conference
, and Rev. Henry D. Moore, D. D.
, of the South Carolina
Conference, at Opelika
These were able men, fine preachers, and earnest and faithful in their labors.
was assisted in his labors, during the latter part of the war, by the ministrations of Rev. William A. Moore
, of Company F, now living at Neches, Texas
was a college classmate of mine, a first rate speaker, fluent, earnest and modest.
He ought to have been made the chaplain of the regiment at one time, but served his country in the ranks, having been transferred, as he flatteringly told me, from the 60th Georgia to my company, because I was a commissioned officer in it, and on account of his kind regard for me. He was one of the members of my company that was present at the surrender of General Lee
, and since the war has been a citizen of Texas
Rev. E. J. Rogers
, a Baptist minister, also of our company, who came as a substitute, was a good preacher.
He had the misfortune to lose his leg at the battle of Gettysburg
, and, as I was wounded there, and in the hospital tent, near him, I remember distinctly his earnest, pleading prayers while suffering and submitting to the amputation of his leg. He was a man gifted in prayer and was a gallant soldier.
I have never heard what became of him.
In the early part of the war our company and brigade were favored with sermons from some distinguished Richmond
Among these I recall Rev. Wm. Brown, D. D.
, a Presbyterian, Rev. J. L. Burrows, D. D.
, a baptist minister, and it is worthy of record that this man of God was with the wounded of the Twelfth Alabama on the night of the 31st of May, 1862, at Seven Pines
, and during the entire night he was busy ministering to the dead and dying, seeing that the wounded were placed in ambulances and carried to the Richmond hospitals
I can recall his passing by our regiment and near my company on the first of June of that year, following an ambulance which contained the wounded body of my friend and messmate, Mack Flournoy
, of Opelika
, one of my sergeants.
In the rear of the ambulance walked Flourney's slave and cook, Mark, a negro well-known to every man in the regiment, and universally liked.
As poor Mark passed by Company F with his head bowed, he looked over to the members of the company and burst into tears, and in tender tones called out, ‘I have lost my best friend, Marse Mack is in the ambulance and I don't believe he will ever get well.’
He was right in his prophecy, for M. A. Flournoy
, my intelligent, gallant friend, died a week later.
Rev. L. Rosser, D. D.
, of Winchester
, also preached to us more than once, and showed himself to be a great orator.
Rev. Dr. W. C. Powell
, now of the North Carolina
Conference, made frequent visits to the Twelfth Alabama, and gave us good sermons.
We were seldom able to attend divine service in churches, and usually lay upon the ground, in groups, near the minister, while he delivered his discourse to us. The meetings of our brigade Christian Association, as well as the one of the Twelfth Alabama, were usually well attended.
The only requirements of the latter were that we should not indulge in drinking intoxicating liquors nor in profanity, and some of the wickedest men in the camp joined it, and I am glad to report, refrained from the use of profanity afterwards.
Among these were two prominent officers, whose names I will not give.
While in camp, near the Rappahannock river
, Chaplain Moore
induced several of the officers to deliver Sunday night lectures, and I remember well a very fine one given by Captain John J. Nicholson
, of Company I. Captain Nicholson
was a gallant officer, a graduate of St. John's College, Md., and a teacher at Spring Hill College, Mobile
He was the bravest man in battle, to be a braggart, that I ever saw. He never flinched from danger, and more
than once took the battle flag of the regiment from the color bearer, waved it aloft, and rushed in front of the command, but he didn't fail to boast about it next day.
complimented me by selecting me to deliver one number in his course of lectures, and I had busied myself writing a speech on ‘True Courage,’ but the Sunday night I was to deliver it found us marching, and it was never heard.
and Major R. H. Powell
, of the Third Alabama, from Union Springs
, were prominent members of our Christian Association.
The disposition of a large majority of the men was religious, and I fully believe that the vast majority of those whose lives were lost had their noble souls translated to the realms of the hereafter, to live forever with the good and true.