The daily Green Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1861-1865, 1862-03-25
Sickness and Death in Camr

That excellent chaplain, Rev. DR. s,,
land, one of the editors of the Chr,sto o"';I'
rocatc and Journal, writes to that ns ham," NJ
affecting and instructive incidents canas S'as
with the deaths occurring amcsg the s s0G,'
in camp at Port Royal. We Give ''t t.l'
extract Why
Death is melancholy event undo,
circumstances to bereaved trieads bnt wy
peeiaIly is it so when our loved oncs do s s. s'
from home, and are buried in st,anoo ',"
We have received several TOUCHING a 'nas
from the b-reaved at home, coneepunn J
parted ones. One, from mother vho.oo
sleeps in soldiers grave, contains thu wi a''
lowing:
81 received your letter of the e;pbtoe,,,
Of December, and it was comfort n MO ~
my sorrow to learn that my beloved son r ,'
so kindly cared for, and to receive his ,,
words, and know he was Christian and died
in the faith of Jesus. 1t is very hard to
think [ shall never see him again in this world
but | wait in hope that when the tolls Of if
are over | shall again meet my beloved Will
lam in that world where sorrow and payt;nr
are unknown. He was very great com}H
to me, and was kind and good to US ALL
Please accept my sincere thanks for Your kind.
ness to him, and tender my thanks to all the
kind friends of my dcar boy in his sickness
"Here is an extract from sisters letter
Next to mothers love is that OF a sister
How many anxious weeping ones there are IN
our land ! One writes me from tar.of Vi.
cousin, incIosing letter full OF affection, but
also rcpletc with loyalty, to her brother
surgeon in one Of the Georgia regiments
which she desired me to read and if possible
send to him. But to the extract above aIu.
dcd to. 1t reads:
g. At the request Of my mother, who is ill.,
| acknowledge your kind letter, which came
to hand some days since. Before its recep.
ton all that we could learn was that Ran.
dolph died the 10th, OF pneumonia. 1t vas
sad and unexpected news, and when we first
saw the paper Of the 2lst that announced
his death, we could scarcely believe it, but
after remembering the contents of his as
letter, VIC felt that it was indeed true that be
was gone. 1t was a sad day when Randolph
left our island home, and we babe him the
last farewell but fyoaa the first he had such
desire to enlist that we could not but bid
him 90, as we knew our beloved country had
need of him. So with blessing we saw him
depart from our midst, little dreaming that 50
soon he would be called to lay down his life
far from home and friends. 1t seemed hard
to think him dead; but there are hearts and
homes as desoate asours, and God only knows
how many more are yet to be bereaved. But
though right to aoesp it is wrong to murmr'
We only know death must invade our house
holds, the tendest ties must be broken, the
brightest hopes must fade The present, in
deed, is dark. Oh, may the future be bright
with Fathers blessing! No christening Is
joyous. The memory that lives around the
grave Of our dead brother is sad and teariuI
the stricken heart heaves with emotion too
big Tor utterance when we think that ners'
again can we watch for his coming footsteps
The cup of bereavement is bitter, the hOui
dark, and a pail of desolation hangs heavlIy
upon our hearts and home.'" .~....-..a