Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1847-03-12

nv fellow creatures but in the heat of con-
flict all human sympathy vanished. Despe-
rate madness TOOK possession OF me, and
cared neither for this world nor the next. |
have been left helpless on the field beneath
trampling horses, my open gashes stiffening
in the chill nirht air, while no man cared for
nv soul. Yet why should | pain you by
sncb descrintions : You have ever dwell
within the sweet influence of mercy, and
sbrank to distress even a ~soulless animal =
You cannot realize the hardness Of heart that
comes with such a life as | have led. The
| soldier is enforced to be familiar with suffer.
inp and violence. His moral and religious
sensibilities are in continual peril. Prolani-
ty and contempt of sacred things mingle with
| the elements of his trade. The softening,
hallowine privileges of the Sabbath are moi
for him. The precepts Of the Gospel that
were ins,illed into his childhood are in dan
ger Of being swept away. Still my heart
ceased not 10 reproach me in seasons Of re-
Election, though / would flin have silenced
and made it ~callous. o that it might be
purified by penitence, ere | am called to an.
swer for deeds cf blood, and for n lost life
His sympathizirg brother and sister still
cherished the hone, that by medical skill and
! CnTHiuI lINlSlll0s TIC llNaiAh lhlAhA bC ltblDIeU.
They placed much reliance on the salutarv
trains of feeling which the kindness of early
friends awakened.
Yet his constant assertion was, "mv vital
energies are wasted. They can be rekindled
no more. Death standeth at my right hand.
| When I came to the borders of this beautiful
valley, my poor swollen limb tortured. and
my whole frame began to fail. Then | be-
s.,uI, Hin ,rhorn I bod CO oGton f,r,ro4.a.
O! give me heart and hope, and hold me up
but a little while, that l may die in the house
where | was born, and be buried at the feet
of my father and mother"
The suffering and humble man sought ear
nestly for the hope Of salvation. Feeling
that a great change was necessary ere le
could be fitted for a realm of purity and peace
he studied the Scriptures with PRAYER, and
listened to the counsels of pious men.
"Brother, dear brother, you have followed
The examples of your parents. In the peace
full pursuits of agriculture, your life has flow.
ed on like an u%nruiiled stream. | chose to
toss among whirlpools, and made shipwreck
of all. You have kept the law of love even
with inferior creatures. You have shorn the
fleece, but not wantonly destroyed the lamb.
You have taken the honey, and spared the
l%aboiing bee but | have destroyed both hive
and honey, the fleece and the flock, man and
his habitation. l have cruelty defaced the
image of God, and crushed out that breath
which l can never restore. Bitter is the
warfare of my soul with the prince of the
power of the air, who ruleth in the children
of disobedience."
AS the last hour approa ched, he laid his
cold hands on the heads of his brothers. two
little sons, saying with solemn emphasis,
"Choose the plough, and not the sword ~
Tender gratitude lighted up the glazing
eye as he family uttered,
"Sister, brother, you have been angels of
mercy to me. Peace be in your hearts, and
upon your household"
The venerable pastor, who had been his
teacher in childhood, and the comfort of his
sickness, stood by his side as he went down
into the dark valley OF the shadow OF DEAN.
"My son, look unto the lamb of God"
eyes, father. He taketh away the sin
OF the world"
The white-haired man lifted up a fervent
supplication for the departing soul.
When he closed, the eyes of the dying
man were closed. There was no more heav.
ing of the breast and gasping. And they
spoke of him as having gone where no sin OF
sorrow can have place.
Yet again the eyelids trembled and one
long struggling sigh burst from the marble
lips. Bending down, the mournful brother
caught the last sound, faint, vet tuneful.-
And of peace" and "Savior of sinners -