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James J. White (search for this): chapter 3
Upon inquiry she found that a colored boy, who had belonged to Jackson's Sunday-school, had procured the flag, gotten some one to copy a stanza of a favorite hymn which Jackson had taught him, and had gone in the night to plant the flag on the grave of his loved teacher. It will be gratifying to many of our readers to add that this school is still kept up, and is in a most flourishing condition under the management, of Colonel J. L. T. Preston, of the Virginia Military Institute, Professor J. J. White, of Washington and Lee University, and others of the best people in Lexington. Jackson was equally scrupulous in attending to all his religious duties. Lord, what wilt Thou have me to do? seemed the motto of his life. Regular in meeting all of his religious obligations, he walked straight along the path of duty, doing with his might whatsoever his hands found to do. In the army his piety, despite all obstacles, seemed to brighten as the pure gold is refined by the furnace. He
Stonewall (search for this): chapter 3
ery at Lexington, in the Valley of Virginia, and two continents were bursting with the fame of Stonewall Jackson. Jackson gave a great deal of time to his colored Sundayschool. He was accustomed examples have ever told with such wondrous power upon the hearts of men. Is it surprising that Stonewall Jackson is invincible, and that he can lead his army to certain victory, whenever God's blessihe quiet Bible-reader and fluent talker upon religious subjects was none other than the famous Stonewall Jackson. He did everything in his power to encourage his chaplains and help them in their wees the soldiers thronging to hear the Gospel, and listens so attentively to the preaching, is Stonewall Jackson; those wreaths and stars which cluster around are worn by some of the most illustriousls with which we were favored were in answer to the prayers, and in blessing on the efforts of Stonewall Jackson, and to what extent his influence was blessed to individuals, eternity alone can revea
Jack (search for this): chapter 3
n of prayer. During a visit to the army around Centreville, in 1861, a friend remarked to Dr. Brown, in speaking of General Jackson in the strain in which many of his old acquaintances were accustomed to disparage him, The truth is, sir, that old Jack is crazy. I can account for his conduct in no other way. Why, I frequently meet him out in the woods walking back and forth muttering to himself incoherent sentences and gesticulating wildly, and at such times he seems utterly oblivious of my presatter I do not find that the Scriptures require us to close our eyes in prayer, and the exercise has proven to me very delightful and profitable. And thus Dr. Brown got the explanation of the conduct which his friend had cited to prove that old Jack is crazy. A friend was once conversing with him about the difficulty of obeying the Scripture injunction, pray without ceasing, and Jackson insisted that we could so accustom ourselves to it that it could be easily obeyed. When we take our me
William Smith Patterson (search for this): chapter 3
well worthy of earnest study, and of admiring imitation, I give a somewhat extended sketch of it. I first came into personal contact with him on the 4th of July, 1861, while our army was drawn up in line of battle at Darkesville, to meet General Patterson. The skill and tact with which he had reduced the high-spirited young men who rushed to Harper's Ferry at the first tap of the drum into the respectable Army of the Shenandoah, which he turned over to General Johnston on the 23d of May, 1861, and the ability and stern courage with which he had checked Patterson's advance at Falling Waters, had won for him some reputation, and I was anxious to see him. A colporter (good brother C. F. Fry) had sent me word that he desired permission to enter our lines to distribute Bibles and tracts. With the freedom with which in our army the humblest private could approach the highest officer I at once went to General Jackson for the permit. I have a vivid recollection of how he impressed m
R. W. Hunter (search for this): chapter 3
time to remember his noble work among God's poor, and to contribute further to the good of the negro children whose true friend and benefactor he had always been. And he was accustomed to say that one of the very greatest privations to him which the war brought, was that he was taken away from his loved work in the colored Sunday-school. Jackson thus acquired, a wonderful influence over the colored people of that whole region, and to this day his memory is warmly cherished by them. When Hunter's army was marching into Lexington, the Confederate flag which floated over Jackson's grave was hauled down and concealed by some of the citizens. A lady who stole into the cemetery one morning while the Federal army was occupying the town, bearing fresh flowers with which to decorate the hero's grave, was surprised to find a miniature Confederate flag planted on the grave with a verse of a familiar hymn pinned to it. Upon inquiry she found that a colored boy, who had belonged to Jackson's
Christian (search for this): chapter 3
o the promotion of religion in the camps—how to secure more chaplains and to induce pastors to come as missionaries to the soldiers, and kindred topics. And then we got on the subject of personal piety, the obstacles to growth in grace in the army, the best means of promoting it, etc., and as the great soldier talked earnestly and eloquently from a full heart, I had to lay aside my office as teacher in Israel and be content to sit at the feet of this able theologian, this humble, earnest Christian, and learn of him lessons in the Divine life. More than almost any man I ever met, he accepted fully the precious promises of God's word, walked by a living faith in Jesus, and was guided by the star of hope as he trod firmly the path of duty. How far the glorious revivals with which we were favored were in answer to the prayers, and in blessing on the efforts of Stonewall Jackson, and to what extent his influence was blessed to individuals, eternity alone can reveal. I have it from a w
Lyle (search for this): chapter 3
s friend, do you not often forget these seasons, coming so frequently? No! said he. I have made the practice habitual to me; and I can no more forget it than forget to drink when I am thirsty. The habit has become as delightful as regular. Jackson had a firm and unshaken trust in the promises of God and His superintending Providence under all circumstances, and it was his habitual practice to pray for and trust in Divine guidance under every circumstance of trial. His friend, Elder Lyle—one of the noblest specimens of a faithful Christian that ever lived—used to question him very closely on his Christian experience, and one day asked him if he really believed the promise: All things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose. He said that he did, and the elder asked: If you were to lose your health, would you believe it then? Yes! I think I should. How if you were to become entirely blind? I should still believe it.
R. L. Dabney (search for this): chapter 3
But I expect to receive far more credit for it than I deserve. Most men will think I had planned it all from the first; but it was not so—I simply took advantage of circumstances as they were presented to me in the Providence of God. I feel that His hand led me: let us give Him all the glory. When he had been removed to the house of Mr. Chandler, near Guinea's Station, and had so far rallied as to feel confident of his recovery, he talked very freely on his favorite religious topics. Dr. Dabney says (in his admirable biography of Jackson, to which I am indebted for several incidents given above): He requested his chaplain to visit him at 10 o'clock each morning for reading the Scriptures and prayer. These seasons were the occasions of much religious conversation, in which he unbosomed himself with unusual freedom and candor. He declared that his faith and hope in his Redeemer were clear. He said he was perfectly willing to die at that time; but believed that his time was not
J. L. T. Preston (search for this): chapter 3
ed on the grave with a verse of a familiar hymn pinned to it. Upon inquiry she found that a colored boy, who had belonged to Jackson's Sunday-school, had procured the flag, gotten some one to copy a stanza of a favorite hymn which Jackson had taught him, and had gone in the night to plant the flag on the grave of his loved teacher. It will be gratifying to many of our readers to add that this school is still kept up, and is in a most flourishing condition under the management, of Colonel J. L. T. Preston, of the Virginia Military Institute, Professor J. J. White, of Washington and Lee University, and others of the best people in Lexington. Jackson was equally scrupulous in attending to all his religious duties. Lord, what wilt Thou have me to do? seemed the motto of his life. Regular in meeting all of his religious obligations, he walked straight along the path of duty, doing with his might whatsoever his hands found to do. In the army his piety, despite all obstacles, seemed
Stonewall Jackson (search for this): chapter 3
tian officers—continued. The piety of Stonewall Jackson has become as historic as his wonderful olporter. Afterward introducing my friend, Jackson said to him: You are more than welcome to my or-bell violently the gentleman came out, and Jackson accosted him with Mr.——, it is eight minutes nacted soon after the battle of McDowell: General Jackson addressed his troops in a few terse and p of our Chaplains' Association, that General Jackson overtook me (riding alone, as was his frequenso attentively to the preaching, is Stonewall Jackson; those wreaths and stars which cluster arounde pictured one of frequent occurrence. General Jackson had Rev. B. T. Lacy commissioned chaplainective preacher, and his association with General Jackson gave him special influence and a wide fiense to a previous note which had been sent by Jackson: General: I have just received your noteom earth to the God who gave it. In fine, Jackson took Jesus as his Saviour, his Guide, his gre[31 more...
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