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William W. Bennett, A narrative of the great revival which prevailed in the Southern armies during the late Civil War 11 1 Browse Search
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Joseph T. Derry , A. M. , Author of School History of the United States; Story of the Confederate War, etc., Confederate Military History, a library of Confederate States Military History: Volume 6, Georgia (ed. Clement Anselm Evans) 2 0 Browse Search
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saints of the Lord. His end was peace. One of these young men had determined to enter the Christian ministry. While many engaged in these works of mercy in the hospitals, others toiled at home as earnestly for the benefit of the soldiers, who were supplied with socks and gloves almost wholly by the busy fingers of their sisters, wives and mothers. And when these welcome contributions arrived in camp, what blessings were invoked on our fair benefactors! The scene described by Rev. Mr. Crumley, as he distributed among the soldiers, after one of the Maryland campaigns, the supplies sent forward by the Georgia Relief Association, one of the noblest institutions of the war, is truthful and touching: After leaving Warrenton, I visited the wounded in private houses around the battle-field, where I very narrowly escaped being taken prisoner by the Yankees. In Winchester I found thousands of the wounded from Maryland crowding into churches, hotels, private houses, and tents,
perspiration, terminating in typhoid fever. The regiment being on the retreat, and doing picket duty, there was but little accommodation for the sick. He fell behind, and a Presbyterian clergyman said he saw him lying by the road on the wet ground, where the mud was splashed on him by the passing army. He was taken up and sent to Richmond in a delirious state. Not being able to express his desires, he was not sent to the Georgia hospital. He was calm, patient, and resigned, says Rev. Mr. Crumley, who was with him in his last hours, and expressed himself as having given all up into the hands of God, and could say, Thy will be done. When a little dreamy, he would say, My dear Jane, don't grieve after me-all is for the best. Then he would call, Jessie, come Jessie, and let me kiss you-be a good child. On Sabbath morning, having lain some time quiet, facing my window that commands a beautiful landscape on the James river full of fishing smacks, and beyond, the green whea
us services. Among the episodes of this period of the war, there are few more touching than one that furnished the ground work for a tract written by the Rev. William M. Crumley, of Georgia, and widely circulated among the soldiers with the happiest results. Mr. Crumley was one of the most faithful and untiring chaplains that lMr. Crumley was one of the most faithful and untiring chaplains that labored in our armies. Thousands yet living remember with grateful hearts the self-sacrificing devotion of this excellent minister. He was chaplain of the Georgia hospitals at Richmond, but did not confine his labors to the city; on every battle-field where the army of Northern Virginia fought, and bled, and won, he was found, wiin the midst of a great civil war, that moves to their utmost depths the best and worst passions of human nature. But we will not longer keep the reader from Mr. Crumley's narrative: Among the multiplicity of knapsacks, haversacks, bundles, and old clothes, stored in one of the baggage rooms of a hospital in Richmond, I fo
rnestly seeking salvation. Rev. W. C. Dunlap, in thanking the editor of the Southern Christian Advocate for reading matter furnished the soldiers, says of the general fast day: Last Friday will never be forgotten by this brigade (Anderson's). The day before had been cold and raining, and, lest the next day should be as bad, many prayers were offered for a good day, which were answered, for we had one of remarkable brightness and beauty. The chaplains of our brigade had invited Bro. Crumley — a man universally beloved — to preach for us. Generals Hood and Anderson, with their staffs, were present. The music was helped out by the band and Bro. C. preached a most appropriate sermon to a large and very attentive congregation. After the service, many retired to the woods and held prayer-meetings. There were like services on this day elsewhere. Rev. W. H. Simmons preached to General Toombs' brigade, and had an interesting meeting. Our meetings are still carried on with profit.