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closed; a Sabbath stillness reigned in the streets; and our places of prayer were filled several successive times with solemn and devout worshippers. At five o'clock morning prayer meeting the Methodist church was crowded; and so of the Presbyterian church at the nine o'clock prayer-meeting, and the Baptist church at the prayer-meeting which closed with the setting of the sun. Sermons appropriate to the occasion were preached in several of the churches at eleven o'clock. The Presbyterian, Baptist, and Methodist denominations united their arrangements, by special agreement. It is a day long to be remembered in Galveston; and will, we feel confident, leave a lasting impression for good. The prayers were fervent for the prosperity of the Confederate States; for the success of their cause; for those in authority; for our generals and armies; for our enemies, that God would give them a better mind; for a speedy and honorable peace, or for the victory of our armies in the war of indepen
Tom Brown (search for this): chapter 7
many were found earnestly seeking light from God's Holy Word. That high moral courage that resolves to do right in the very midst of wrong tells powerfully on young men at College, and on soldiers in an army. In that charming book for boys, Tom Brown at Rugby, there is a fine illustration of moral courage. A large number of boys slept in the same room, and Tom Brown, though brought up to pray, was afraid to kneel down before his schoolmates, and went to bed every night without prayer. ButTom Brown, though brought up to pray, was afraid to kneel down before his schoolmates, and went to bed every night without prayer. But a timid little fellow came to the school, whom everybody was disposed to call a milk sop, and on the very first night, while all others were laughing and talking about him, he fell on his knees devoutly to pray. His bold example soon had many imitators. The religious soldiers at a military station in India, says an English missionary, greatly enjoyed themselves :it the union prayer-meetings, but none of them at first had courage to kneel down and pray in the presence of their wicked comra
o assert those rights of Sovereign States which they had learned from the fathers of the Republic; and to attempt the establishment of a government free from those disturbing causes which had for many years threatened the peace of the Union. The South was not alone in its apprehensions of danger from the triumph of a sectional party. Wise and moderate men at the North felt and expressed their fears for the safety of the country. A prominent divine, in a funeral discourse on the eminent Judge McLean, of the Supreme Court of the United States, who was taken away just as the dark shadows began to fall on the land, says: He told me that he had marked the downward progress of our nation and of our government for many years; that he knew that, as a people, we had become corrupt to the very core; that politics had degenerated into a mere trade, or rather a mere gambling speculation; and he added, with emphatic solemnity, and, as there is too much reason to fear, with prophetic sagaci
W. C. Johnson (search for this): chapter 7
re you sure that the cheers are on our side? I will run to the South Carolinians and enquire, I replied. So off I hasted, and got to them just in time to see the two last companies form and march in pursuit of the routed foe. Then we took up the cheering, and fell in the pursuit. I trust that many hearts went up that hour in gratitude to the God of battles. Many noble sacrifices were laid on the altar in this battle. Generals Bee and Bartow, Col. Egbert Jones, of the 4th Alabama, Col. Johnson, of South Carolina, and a host of other noble patriots, laid down their lives for the cause of the South. A young Georgian of Bartow's brigade said, as he lay dying on this bloody field: I will go up and make my report to the Almighty as to the Commander-in-Chief of all. I will tell him I have been a faithful soldier and a dutiful son, though an unfaithful servant of God; nevertheless, my fearless trust is in Jesus Christ, the Saviour of men. Rev. C. W. Howard, who commanded a company i
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I have prayer and exhortation meetings frequently, which are well attended, and often tears flow from eyes unused to weep, while I point them to the Lamb of God. Rev. R. W. Cridlin wrote of his labors at Norfolk and the vicinity: I visited Craney Island last Saturday. Col. Smith, who has charge of the forces there, is a pious man, and has prayers with his men every night. He seemed glad to have me labor among his command, and will doubtless render me any aid I may need. Mr. J. C. Clopton wrote from among the sick and wounded at Charlottesville: This is a most inviting field, as hundreds are here on beds of suffering, and consequently disposed to consider things that make for their peace. The deepest feeling is often manifested; they listen to what I say, and read with great eagerness the tracts and books I give them. Another faithful colporteur, Mr. M. D. Anderson, said of the scenes he witnessed at Fredericksburg and Aquia Creek: I have gone nearly thr
John Stewart Walker (search for this): chapter 7
by his Holy Spirit, impressing the hearts of our soldiers, and turning their thoughts to himself in grateful recognition of his merciful dealings with them. During this battle an incident occurred of a deeply interesting character. Captain John Stewart Walker, of the company known as the Virginia life guard, was ordered by the Commanding General to take his men from the front, where they were doing good service, to the flank to hold in check a heavy force of the enemy supposed to be moving in that direction. On reaching his new post of danger, Captain Walker drew up his company and addressed them in a few stirring words. He reminded them that God had mercifully preserved them in the heat of battle, and that they were now called to face the enemy in greater numbers; that, as Christians and patriots, they should resolve to do their whole duty to their country; then, kneeling down, he called upon a minister, who was a private in the ranks, to offer prayer. When they arose, nearly
George F. Bagby (search for this): chapter 7
re frequent every week: For more than a week a revival has been in progress among the soldiers stationed at Ashland. Services are held every night in the Baptist church, and the seats set apart for the anxious are frequently well nigh filled by the soldiers, who are asking for the prayers of God's people. Rev. W. E. Hatcher, of Manchester, preaches every night. At Aquia Creek thirty have professed conversion within a few weeks, a number of whom were baptized in the Potomac by Rev. Geo. F. Bagby, a chaplain. The entire regiment with which the converts were connected turned out to witness the ceremony. Our informant says he has never looked upon a more lovely and impressive scene. We understand that a protracted meeting is in progress in Col. Cary's regiment, and that Rev. Andrew Broaddus, of Caroline, is officiating. We hear of another revival in which twelve soldiers professed conversion, five of whom united with the Methodists, four with the Baptists, and the remainder w
Frederick Hubbard (search for this): chapter 7
t Minnesota Infantry. By the merest chance I learned he was here wounded, and sought him out to nurse and attend him. Thus they met-one from the far North, the other from the extreme South--on a bloody field in Virginia — in a miserable stable, far away from their mother, home, and friends-both wounded — the infantryman by a musket ball in the right shoulder, the artilleryman by the wheel of a caisson over his left hand. Thus they met after an absence of seven years. Their names are Frederick Hubbard, Washington Artillery, and Henry Hubbard, 1st Minnesota Infantry. We met a surgeon of one of the Alabama regiments and related the case to him, and requested, for the sake of the artilleryman, that his brother might be cared for. He immediately examined and dressed his wounds, and sent off in haste for an ambulance to take the wounded Yankee to his own regimental hospital. Alas! that our country should ever have been visited by a war in which brother was often thus arrayed against
he people be filled with his praise. But our joy must be mingled with grief. Hundreds, it may be thousands, of our noble soldiers have fallen in these terrible conflicts. The homes left by them so lately are desolate; and the wail of the widow and the orphan is heard through the land. God comfort and sustain them under their sore bereavements. The sympathy and gratitude of their country will never cease to attend them. Among the gallant men from that State who fell was young Lieutenant Mangum, the only son of his honored father. Fighting in the 6th regiment of North Carolina, he was mortally wounded near the close of the struggle. When he was dying, said a friend, he reposed a beautiful trust in his Saviour and spoke sentences whose echoes would awake the melody of thanksgiving and gladness in the harps of earth and the harps of glory. Between these hallowed utterances he asked a friend, Do you think I have accomplished anything for my country? As I only had my sword i
gious paper from Yorktown; he says: Yesterday was emphatically a day of rest to us all. We had only to undergo an inspection of arms and attend dress parade in the evening, which was a light day's work. At night we had a good sermon from Mr. Yates, our chaplain, and a plenty of good singing. After Mr. Yates had finished, Col, Hill gave us a fine address, full of good advice and counsel, every word of which was exactly fitted to his hearers. He has cut off all spirits of every kind, andMr. Yates had finished, Col, Hill gave us a fine address, full of good advice and counsel, every word of which was exactly fitted to his hearers. He has cut off all spirits of every kind, and not a drop is to be had in camp; he is down on profanity; told us last night that he knew many regarded swearing as a sort of necessity attaching to a soldier; that it gave emphasis and eclat to the speech, but he said no greater mistake could be made; that, for his part, he would be afraid to trust to the courage of the man who had to bolster it up with whiskey and profanity. The God-fearing, moral soldier was the man to depend on. He spoke of Washington, Cromwell, and others of like caste;
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