The aegis & intelligencer. [volume] (Bel Air, Md.) 1864-1923, 1866-06-01
BEL AIR, MD. FRIDAY MORNING. JUNE l. 1866

could devise was done to stay the hand
of death, He suffered no pain to-day,
and his breathing was less difficult, but
was evidently hourly growing weaker.
When his child was brought to him to-
day, he played with it for some time
frequently caressing it, and calling it his
"little comforter" At one time he rails
ed his wounded hand above its head, and
closing his eyes, was for some moments
silently engaged in prayer. He said to
me, 81 see from the number physicians
that you think my condition dangerous,
but L thank God, if it His will, that am
ready to go About daylight on Sunday
morning Mrs. jackson informed him that
his recovery was very doubtful, and that
1t was better that he should be prepared
for the worst He was silent for mo.
ment and then said at will be infinite
gain to be transplanted to Heaven lie
advised his wife, in the event of his death,
to return to her fathers house, and added
"You have a kind and good father, but
there s no one so kind and good as your
Heavenly Father.' He still expressed a
hope of his recovery, but requested. her, if
he should die to have him buried in Lex
| ington, in the Valley of Virginis.
His exhaustion increased so rapidly that
at L O'Clock Mrs. jackson knelt by his
bed and told him that before the sun went
down he would be with his Saviour. He
replied, 'Oh no! you are frightened, my
child death is not so near l may yet
get well.' She fell over upon the bed,
weeping bitterly, and told him again that
tho physicians SAID there was no hope
After few moments pause he asked her
to call me. "Doctor, Anna informs me
that l am to die to-day is 1t so Pr
When he was answered be turned his eyes
towards the ceiling, and gazed for mo.
ment or two, as if in intense thought, then
replied, every good, very good ; it is all
right" He then tried to comfort his al
most broken hearted wife, and told her he
had good deal to say to her, but he was
too weak. Colonel Pendleton came into
the room about l clock, and he asked him
"Who was preaching at headquarters to
day " When told the whole army was
praying for him, he replied, Thank God,
they are very kind" He said, at is the
Lords day A; my wish is fulfilled. Ihaye
always desired to die on Sunday
His mind now began to fail and wander,
and he frequently talked as if in command
upon the field, giving his orders in his old
way then the scene shifted, and he was
at the mess table, in conversation with
members Of his staff now with his wife
and child now at prayers with his mill
tary family. Occasional intervals of re-
turn of mind would appear, and during
one of them [ offered him some brandy
and water, but he declined it, saying, at
will only delay my departure and do no
good; L want to preserve my mind ifI
possible, to the last.' About half.past l
o'clock he was told that he had but one
hour to live, and he answered again, fee
bly, but firmly, every good, it is all
right A few moments before he died,
he cried out in his delirium, "Order A.
P. Hill to prepare for action pass the in.
fantry to the front rapidly tell Major
Hawks"-then stopped, leaving the seu-
tence unfinished. Presently a smile of
inetfable sweetness spread itself over his
pale face. and he SAID quietly and with an
expression as if of relief, "Let US cross
over the river and rest under the shade
of the trees = and then without. pain or
the least struggle bis spirit passed from
earth to the God who gave it.