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James D. Porter, Confederate Military History, a library of Confederate States Military History: Volume 7.1, Tennessee (ed. Clement Anselm Evans) 16 0 Browse Search
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 13. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones) 14 0 Browse Search
Cambridge History of American Literature: volume 2 (ed. Trent, William Peterfield, 1862-1939., Erskine, John, 1879-1951., Sherman, Stuart Pratt, 1881-1926., Van Doren, Carl, 1885-1950.) 12 0 Browse Search
Francis Jackson Garrison, William Lloyd Garrison, 1805-1879; the story of his life told by his children: volume 4 12 0 Browse Search
Edward L. Pierce, Memoir and letters of Charles Sumner: volume 2 12 0 Browse Search
Wendell Phillips, Theodore C. Pease, Speeches, Lectures and Letters of Wendell Phillips: Volume 1 12 0 Browse Search
George Bancroft, History of the United States from the Discovery of the American Continent, Vol. 10 12 0 Browse Search
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 19. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones) 12 0 Browse Search
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 2. (ed. Frank Moore) 10 0 Browse Search
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Parthenia Antoinette Hague, A blockaded family: Life in southern Alabama during the war, Chapter 2: (search)
horses, and were soon standing in the midst of the wheat, with eyes scarcely able to peer over that vast plain of golden-yellow. We took off our hats and gave them a sail on the already ripening grain,--for it was near harvest time, --and there they lay without perceptibly bending the stalks of wheat. We plucked some of the grain, rubbed it in our hands to free and winnow it, and found it sweet and palatable Backward flew our thoughts to that field of wheat near Lake Tiberias through which Christ and his disciples passed on the Sabbath day and plucked the ears of corn and did eat, for they hungered. The yield of the hammock was estimated to be at least five hundred bushels; but a rainy spell set in just as the reaping began, and it rained in showers, light and heavy, more or less for twenty-seven days. As the means then for harvesting wheat were of a primeval order, the reaping was slow and tedious, so that most of the grain was badly damaged, and some was entirely spoiled.
Francis B. Carpenter, Six Months at the White House, Ii. (search)
e seems selfevident. If it fails to do this, whatever else it may accomplish, it falls short of its highest object. It cannot dwell always among classic forms, nor clothe its conceptions in the imagery of an old and wornout world. It must move on, if it is to keep pace with that increasing purpose which through the ages runs, and its ideals must be wrought out of the strife of a living humanity. It has been well said by a recent writer: The record of the human family to the advent of Christ, was the preparation of the photographic plate for its image. All subsequent history is the bringing out of the divine ideal of true manhood. Slowly, but surely, through the centuries, is this purpose being accomplished. Human slavery has been the material type or expression of spiritual bondage. On the lowest or physical plane, it has symbolized the captivity and degradation of our higher nature; with the breaking in of new light, and the inspiration of a deeper life, it is inevitably d
Francis B. Carpenter, Six Months at the White House, Xxxix. (search)
o heathenism — not to Christianity. Your son, said Dr. Vinton, is alive, in Paradise. Do you remember that passage in the Gospels: God is not the God of the dead but of the living, for all live unto him ? The President had listened as one in a stupor, until his ear caught the words, Your son is alive. Starting from the sofa, he exclaimed, Alive! alive! Surely you mock me. No, sir, believe me, replied Dr. Vinton; it is a most comforting doctrine of the church, founded upon the words of Christ himself. Mr. Lincoln looked at him a moment, and then, stepping forward, he threw his arm around the clergyman's neck, and, laying his head upon his breast, sobbed aloud. Alive? alive? he repeated. My dear sir, said Dr. Vinton, greatly moved, as he twined his own arm around the weeping father, believe this, for it is God's most precious truth. Seek not your son among the dead; he is not there; he lives to-day in Paradise! Think of the full import of the words I have quoted. The Sadduc
Francis B. Carpenter, Six Months at the White House, Lvi. (search)
nd work for me — and I think He has — I believe I am ready. I am nothing, but Truth is everything. I know I am right, because I know that liberty is right, for Christ teaches it, and Christ is God. I have told them that a house divided against itself cannot stand; and Christ and Reason say the same; and they will find it so. Christ is God. I have told them that a house divided against itself cannot stand; and Christ and Reason say the same; and they will find it so. Douglas don't care whether slavery is voted up or down, but God cares, and humanity cares, and I care; and with God's help I shall not fail. I may not see the end; but it will come, and I shall be vindicated; and these men will find that they have not read their Bibles right. Much of this was uttered as if he was speaking tChrist and Reason say the same; and they will find it so. Douglas don't care whether slavery is voted up or down, but God cares, and humanity cares, and I care; and with God's help I shall not fail. I may not see the end; but it will come, and I shall be vindicated; and these men will find that they have not read their Bibles right. Much of this was uttered as if he was speaking to himself, and with a sad, earnest solemnity of manner impossible to be described. After a pause, he resumed: Doesn't it appear strange that men can ignore the moral aspect of this contest? A revelation could not make it plainer to me that slavery or the Government must be destroyed. The future would be something awful, as I lo
John G. Nicolay, A Short Life of Abraham Lincoln, condensed from Nicolay and Hayes' Abraham Lincoln: A History, Chapter 38. (search)
neighborliness. In that hard life, far removed from the artificial aids and comforts of civilization, where all the wealth of Croesus, had a man possessed it, would not have sufficed to purchase relief from danger, or help in time of need, neighborliness became of prime importance. A good neighbor doubled his safety and his resources, a group of good neighbors increased his comfort and his prospects in a ratio that grew like the cube root. Here was opportunity to practise that virtue that Christ declared to be next to the love of God--the fruitful injunction to love thy neighbor as thyself. Here, too, in communities far from the customary restraints of organized law, the common native intelligence of the pioneer was brought face to face with primary and practical questions of natural right. These men not only understood but appreciated the American doctrine of self-government. It was this understanding, this feeling, which taught Lincoln to write: When the white man governs him
Sergeant Oats, Prison Life in Dixie: giving a short history of the inhuman and barbarous treatment of our soldiers by rebel authorities, Chapter 6: Providence. (search)
n. While writing of the religious exercises, I will not omit the ministry of a Catholic priest. He visited the prison regularly, giving the consolations of his church to the sick, shriving the dying, and sprinkling holy water on the dead. He was willing to talk to any one who cared for religious conversation. He seemed very industrious and earnest in his work. Suppose that of the thirteen thousand buried in that old field, there will be one who will at last arise justified through Christ. And suppose that the judgment shall be as Jesus described it. If so, of all the ministers in Georgia, accessible to Andersonville, only one could hear this sentence, I was sick and in prison and ye visited me, and that one is a Catholic. Protestant churches may warn us of the danger of the Papal power, but till some of us learn this lesson of visiting the prisons, the hospitals, the plague-stricken and the outcast, we will never lead the masses away from Catholicism. During August
Varina Davis, Jefferson Davis: Ex-President of the Confederate States of America, A Memoir by his Wife, Volume 2, Chapter 70: account of journey to Savannah. (search)
and I suffered much more than I hope you or yours will ever know by experience. My most acute agony arose from the publication and republication, in the Savannah Re- publican of the shackling scene in Mr. Davis's casemate, which to think of stops my heart's vibration. It was piteous to hear the little children pray at their grace, That the Lord would give father something which he could eat, and keep him strong, and bring him back to us with his good senses, to his little children, for Christ's sake; and nearly every day, during the hardest and bitterest of his inprisonment, our little child Maggie had to quit the table to dry her tears after this grace, which was of her own composition. I believe I should have lost my senses if these severities had been persevered in, for I could neither eat nor sleep for a week; but the information of the change effected by your advice, relieved me; and I have thanked God nightly for your brave humanity. Though I ate, slept, and lived i
Varina Davis, Jefferson Davis: Ex-President of the Confederate States of America, A Memoir by his Wife, Volume 2, Chapter 84: Mr. Davis's characteristics. (search)
to keep he would not break. He had within him strength to cope with all The fearful issues of the time, the stern volition, Steadfast purpose, and the ceaseless watch; Strength to gather up the scattered slender means, To bind, to weld, to rivet firm in one, And name the force so formed success. All this within him lay, but power to do This was withheld, and power not freely Given he scorned to rudely seize. Patient sorrowing, much enduring soul, God strengthen thee ; in all his strength, Christ comfort thee ; in all his love, Angels tend thee ; in all thy ways Nobly thou hast wrought and overcome. His foresight showed him the risks of se, cession, and his sincerity bade him proclaim them, while his courage urged him to attempt resistance to wrong against the world in arms, and his piety held out the hope that God would miraculously shield us. He cheerfully resigned everything and asserted a principle which, however it may now be derided, he knew was vital to the liberties of ma
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 4. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), Book notice. (search)
ory of the late war would be complete without an account of that wonderful work of grace, which made the camps and hospitals of the Confederacy vocal with the Saviour's praises — which brought thousands of our brave men to simple-hearted trust in Christ, and which made the morale of the Southern armies superior to that of any which the world has ever seen. As Superintendent of the Soldiers' Tract Association, and Chaplain in the Confederate army, Dr. Bennett had some peculiar facilities for eds with his narrative in the order of the events of the war. The narrative is adorned and illustrated with accounts of their work by Chaplains, Army Missionaries, Colporteurs and others, and by most touching examples of the power of faith in Christ to fit men for the camp, the march, the battle-field, the hospital, or the last struggle with the grim monster-Death. The book is gotten up in the admirable style which we always expect from these well known publishers. It is sold at the low
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Documents and Narratives, Volume 7. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 135 (search)
arly beloved: In the name of the God of charity, and through that charity which he, who called us to be your bishop, has given us for you; through that charity of Christ in us, however unworthy, through which we would cheerfully give our life, if necessary, for each and every one of you; we beg of you, for Christ's sake, and for tChrist's sake, and for the sake of all that you love in heaven and on earth, to abstain from all resistance to the law, from all riot, from all tumultuous gatherings, from all violence. In New-Yolk, many misguided men, yet very few, we believe, of practical Catholics, have shed blood in the late riot; and the voice of their brother's blood cried to thxhort you to trust in God, and not to lend yourselves to any exciter of mob violence, which leads so often to murder. If you follow this advice of your Father in Christ, we confidently assure you that Whosoever shall follow this rule, peace will be upon him, and mercy, and upon the Israel of God. (Gal. 6.) We require that this
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