The Tipton advertiser. [volume] (Tipton, Cedar Co., Iowa) 1856-1962, 1864-09-29
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Sept Goth, at Camp Mcclellan, Dav-
export, Iowa, JAMES ". BAGLEY, son
of Ed S. A aud Almira Bagley, aged
thirty.six years, six months and twenty
six days.
The subject Of this notice was born
in Athens county, Ohio, and moved TO
this State while mere boy, and at the
early age of sixteen sought and found the
pearl Of great price, which the world
cannot give, and trust never took away
All who knew him will admit he hved
vorfsfsteut' aud christian if..~-Ho hed
long expressed burning desire 10 cuter
the service Of his country, but owing to
his own physical weakness, and that of
his family, he had forborne, until the
call for one hundred day men, he could
no longer withstand the promptings Of
his patriotic Lcart, he bid farewell to
home and loved ones and went in defence
Of his country. His health remained
to.erably good during the first half of his
time, but fell disease seemed to lay hold
upon him at last. Although very weak
aud feeble he continued to walk round
camp and hospital until few hours pre-
vious to his death 4 friend that was
with him on the hospital boat, and by
his side nearly all the time on his way
up from Memphis, and in the hospital
who're he died, said he laid in stupor
greater part of the time during their
trip up the river, and when sleeping he
imagined himself home with his family,
and would call his wife and his little son
Willie, and ask him if he did not know
his father. The Chaplain Of his rcg't
conversed with him on the subject of
death he said his confidence was in
Jesus, and that He was his ALL lie
seemed low spirited, at times very home
sick; but when spoken to in regard to
his poor health, would reply with a smile,
" | will soon be all right when | get
home 1t seemed as though the
thought Ct getting home cheered him up
very mueh-yes, | might almost say,
buoyed him up through the dark valley
and shadow of death. And | trust our
brother has gone home to that haven of
never comes and parting is no more. His
wife, learning of his extreme weakness,
thought best to meet him at Davenport.
But, alas. what tongue can tell, or what
pen describe her anguish on arriving
there, to fnd, instead of her loving hus-
band, nothing but his clayey tenement
locked forever in deaths cold embrace
Yes, ere she reached him his spirit had
taken its fight to try the realities of an
unknown world-thus leaving fond
wife and three fatherless children, faith
er, mother, brothers and sisters, and
large circle of friends to mourn his loss.
His remains were brought to his home in
Upton and inferred 10 the Rochester
burying ground, beside his two lovely
little boys May the God of mercy bind
up the broken hearted widow, aud shield
those orphan children from the frowns of
an unch' rituble world. In the death of
our dear brother we mourn not as those
who have no hope, aud to the will of God
We meekly bow.
Alas! we're called to weep
Around the dying form;
Our brothers gone to sleep,
Which causes us to- mourn.
Arouxd his dying bed
One constant friend did stand
Tntii his e. mile spirit fed
To Canaan's happy land
He's gone to realms of day
To praise the SayioHrs name;-
And there his wife and children may
Meet their loved one again.
Atchureh, you miss him there,
And feel almost alone;
lou mi him everywhere,
But most of all at home.
Sleep on, dear brother, sleep
Until the judgment day.
When we all hall rise and take seat