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d their lives to defend. At 11 we assembled at the Episcopal church. On this occasion, perhaps, 1,500 were in attendance, mostly soldiers. Every grade, from private to Major-General, was represented. Rev. W. B. Owen, chaplain of the 12th Mississippi regiment, conducted the services; his theme was prayer; his text, Men ought always to pray and not to faint. After services I visited some sick soldiers. At 3 P. M. we had a national prayer-meeting, conducted by Rev. W. II. Carroll, of Selma, Ala., a missionary and colporteur in the army. The service over, I retired to my quarters and took some refreshment for my body; my soul was much comforted. Calmly I looked back upon the labors of the day, and felt that I was seeing a day that had done more for my country than any other that had ever shone upon it. Could a fast day have been more devoutly and profitably kept in the quiet days of peace than this was in the midst of the confusion and rush of war? There was hardly a regim
The regiment to which I was then chaplain had been captured at Big Black, and as I had no duties to perform, I told those brethren that I should make my escape from the city before the enemy's lines were thrown around us, and requested them to join me. Bro. B. refused, saying he should stick to his men; and P. refused to leave 13. alone. I obtained leave of absence and made my escape by riding all night alone, and found myself outside of Grant's lines the next morning, and went into Selma, Ala., where I spent the summer. I requested Bishop Paine to give me a commission as a missionary to Gen. Price's army, which was then in Arkansas. I obtained it, and left the house of Robert A. Baker, my cousin, in Alabama, on the 15th of September, 1863. I succeeded in making the trip, crossing the Mississippi, just below Bolivar, swimming my horse, and arrived in Gen. Price's camp early in October. My first work was to organize all the chaplains and missionaries into an Association for