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May (search for this): chapter 9
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 wheat fields, with the darker shades of clover fields further on, and the distant woods all lit up with a bright May morning's sun, he asked me to turn him over and straighten him on the bed. Fixing his eyes, as though he saw heaven opened, he, with a smile, said, Come, Lord Jesus, come quickly; and folding his arms on his bosom, he fell asleep in Jesus, calm as an infant slumbers. We buried him at the head of the still increasing host of our noble soldiers who have fallen. There are officers, surgeons, and soldiers. He is the only chaplain among the fifteen hundred that forms that pale and quiet congr
1862 AD (search for this): chapter 9
Chapter 8: spring of 1862. The military movements of this season alternately elevated and depressed the public mind. The memorable naval victory in Hampton Roads, the evacuation of Manassas, the great battle of Shiloh, and the fall of New Orleans-all occurred within two months. But the people and the soldiers kept up their courage, and while they lamented over reverses, rejoiced humbly in our successes. The march from Manassas to the Peninsula was attended with great suffering on the puld no more mar his peace. The evacuation of the Peninsula, and the falling back of our army from Yorktown to the vicinity of Richmond, crowded the hospitals with thousands of sick and wounded men. No person who was in Richmond in the spring of 1862 can forget the painful scenes as the long trains of sick and wounded moved into the city day and night, and emptied out their loads of human wretchedness. The hospitals were poorly supplied with beds, medicines, provisions, physicians, and nurses
Jesus Christ (search for this): chapter 9
t my lips to his ear and asked how it was with him? He replied, I had rather depart and be with Christ, which is far better. In this frame of mind he passed away to his heavenly home. Some of thbeen a poor blind sinner all my life; but now I feel an assurance of happiness in heaven through Christ my Redeemer. Oh, I hope to meet you in heaven, and bless you there for the interest you have ta that he accepted the appointment of army surgeon that he might enjoy the privilege of preaching Christ to the soldiers; a rare exception-he found his reward in the success of his pious labors. Frot of this effort, no bigger than a man's hand at first, more than one hundred professed faith in Christ. As the revival progressed, there was scarcely any situation in which our soldiers could be p soldier was converted on a march,--when a minister inquired whether he had yet given himself to Christ, he said, Yes, I have found him! Why, sir, when we set off on that march I felt such a weight o
J. T. C. Collins (search for this): chapter 9
f Alabama, who gladly gave himself to the work of colportage, says of his labors: I visited Corinth, the hospitals, and some of the camps, and am glad to report that the soldiers are very greedy for all kinds of religious reading-take the tracts from the agent with delight, and read them with avidity; and, whenever he sees proper to drop a word of admonition or warning, listen to it with patience and respect. But this is especially so in the hospitals. From Okolona, Miss., Rev. J. T. C. Collins wrote to Mr. Ross: The soldiers received the books with great eagerness. I never in all my life saw such a desire to get Bibles. Every ward I went into they would beg me for Bibles and Testaments. While they gladly received the other books, they wanted Bibles. I have been to every man's cot and left either a book or a tract. And when I re-visited them, and asked how they liked the books, my heart was greatly cheered by the accounts they gave me. One said he had been improvin
W. H. C. Cone (search for this): chapter 9
keep him in perfect peace whose mind is stayed on thee, because he trusteth in thee. Among the noble men who fell during this period were two faithful chaplains, Rev. J. W. Timberlake of Florida, attached to the 2d Florida regiment, and Rev. W. H. C. Cone of Georgia, chaplain of the 19th Georgia regiment. Mr. Timberlake came to Virginia in feeble health, but was indefatigable in his exertions to promote the temporal and spiritual welfare of his regiment. One who knew him as an intimate f the city of Richmond left a remembrance which time will not soon efface from the hearts of his many friends there. He died of consumption at West Point, on York river, and quietly sleeps beneath the soil which he gladly came to defend. Rev. Mr. Cone was exhausted and broken down by long marches and exposure in the Peninsula. Becoming very warm after a march, he imprudently bathed in a stream near the roadside, which produced a check of perspiration, terminating in typhoid fever. The reg
William M. Crumley (search for this): chapter 9
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
A. E. Dickinson (search for this): chapter 9
Valley whether he would really fall back and desert them, he replied, By the help of God, I will be with you again soon. These movements. while they interrupted the pious labors of chaplains and colporteurs, did not divert the minds of the soldiers from the great truths of religion. No sooner was the main army in position near Williamsburg, on the Peninsula, than the work was resumed, and the fruits of righteousness began to appear. The following interesting reports were sent to Rev. A. E. Dickinson, Superintendent of Colportage for the Baptist Church: I have known twelve men in my regiment, wrote a chaplain from Williamsburg, who have professed conversion from reading your tracts. One came to me with a tract in his hand, and the tears flowing down his cheeks, and said, I would not take thousands for this tract. My parents have prayed for me, and wept over me; but it was left for this tract to bring me, a poor convicted sinner, to the feet of Jesus. Oh, sir, I feel to-day that
John Buchanan Floyd (search for this): chapter 9
est way to serve the cause and the country. The facts were not fully known-discontent prevailed, and criticism or condemnation were more likely to augment than to cure the evil. I refrained, well knowing that heavy censures would fall upon me, but convinced that it was better to endure then for the present, and defer to a more propitious time an investigation of the conduct of the Generals, for in the meantime their services were required and their influence useful — for these reasons, Generals Floyd and Pillow were assigned to duty, as I still felt confidence in their gallantry, their energy, and their devotion to the Confederacy. Thus I have recurred to the motives by which I have been governed, from a deep personal sense of the friendship and confidence you have always shown me, and from the conviction that they have not been withdrawn from me in adversity. The test of merit in my profession, with the people, is success. It is a hard rule, but I think it right. At the
Holbrook (search for this): chapter 9
I employed so distinguished a name) had told us he would listen with an eager ear to hear from the 17th; and shouting your name loud over the roar of battle, I called upon them to stand there and die, if need be, for their country. The effect was evident. Every man stood to his post, every eye flashed, and every heart beat high with desperate resolve to conquer or die. The regiment lost one-third of the number carried into the field. Among the Christian soldiers that fell was Lieutenant-Colonel Holbrook, of a Kentucky regiment. He was mortally wounded, and fell at the head of his regiment in a victorious charge. After the battle, several of his officers came to see him in the hospital. He was dying fast, but desired to be propped up in bed, and then he talked with them like a Christian soldier: Gentlemen, in the course of my official duties with you I have had little or no occasion to speak to you upon the subject of religion, but this is a time when, as fellow-men, we may com
Charlie Jackson (search for this): chapter 9
lk a hundred yards, and every mile of road has its wreck of a wagon. These are the Elysian fields which General Johnston has deserted. About the same time General Jackson was compelled to move his forces up the Valley of Virginia, and leave Winchester and other places exposed to the incursions of the Federals. When asked by a rom happy homes, lonely, despairing, sick — some of them sick unto death. How cheering the sight of any friend! What an opportunity for the child of God! General Jackson gave every encouragement to religion among his soldiers; he was the model Christian officer in our armies, active, humble, consistent-restraining profanity anomrades, may we all meet in a better world. One of the rarest instances of youthful heroism that ever occurred is recorded in connection with this battle. Charlie Jackson, whose brief career as a soldier, and whose happy death we place here upon permanent record, was worthy of the great name he bore: Some months ago, says
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