The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1893-07-18
A Few illustrations OF Their
Christian fortitude in the
Final Hour.
Their Brows BatheG in GLORY,
They Passed From Battle
To Eternal Bliss.
By GEORGE ". FERREI..

tiS uSAu-- bot WHAT was boDici isti sis
champions of the Gross of Christ.
They had gone into the Civil war grid.
ed about not only by sash and sabre,
but by that infinitely stronger equip
ment-faith in the great Captain
above who directs the destinies of
armies and OF nations.
Gen. Robert +. Lee was as nearly
a model Christian soldier as ever set a
squadron in the field. In camp and
march he was ever sollicitous for the
spiritual welfare bf his men, and at
the time of his sudden death in Octo-
Der, 1870, he was the most prominent
vestryman of the Episcopal church
where he worshipped.
StOnewall jackson died heroic
Christian death. When the fatal bull
lets from friendly guns had, by that
saddles: Of errors, laid him low on the
glorious field of Charlottesville, he
murmured not, but expressed supreme
ly beautiful resignation in the Prov
dence of God. Those tenderlv touch
ing farewell words of his-.Let us
pass over the river and rest under the
shade Of the trees"-are already
sacredlv embalmed in song and story.
Lieutenant-Generai J. E. b. Stuart,
chief of cavalry of the Army of
Northern Virginia. was devout
member of the Episcopal church.
There never lived a lighter-hearted
cavalier than he, and his famous and
fatiguing marches were relieved by
his merry jest and song, but he was
always pure in heart and speech and
relied on the mighty Chieftain of all.
After he had been mortality. wounded
in u trifiing cavalry affair at
Yellow Tavern in 1864, he was con-
veyed to Richmond and everything
was done TO save his life. But death
had already set its shadOwy seal upon
his noble brow. As President Jeffeu,
son Davis leaned tearfully over him,
the dying Rupert family said: 81 am
going fast now; but l am content, for
have done nv duty to my country
and my God" {.
Colonel William Baylor commanded
the immortal "Stonewall' brigade at
the Second Manassas. One of his
favorite officers and bosom friends was
the gifted Captain Hugh S. White,
son OF Rev. DIR. White, a distinguish
ed Episcopal clergyman at Lexington,
Virginia. Since the service both had
become deeply interested in religion
and both had made public confession
of Christ. The night before the
dreadful battle they gathered together
a large number of their men and
organized prayer-meeting. They
spent several hours in delightful devo-
tional praise. The next morning
both of these Christian soldiers fell,
in desperate charge, at the head of
their commands and their bodies were
found but few feet from each other.
Colonel Lewis Coleman was one of
the most distinguished scholars in the
Old Dominion at the outbreak of the
war. He was professor of Latin and
Greek in the University of Virginia,
and his friends tried to dissuade him
from entering the army. but in vain.
He personally raised a large company,
made up mostly of the students of the
university and led them to the field.
Many of them were candidates for the
ministry and nea' ly all of them were
members of some church. Colonel
Coleman was as sincere and rigid in
his religious observances as Stonewall
JAG son, himself. At the great battle
of Fredericksburg, while superintend-
ing the placing of one of his batteries
on the crest Of Marye's Heights, he
recklessly exposed himself and re-
ceived a mortal shot.
Gangrene set in and he lay in
frightful agony for many da VS., but
his resignation and trust in Jesus
Christ are said to have been sublime
and inspiring and he died, pot with
the glory OF battle upon hi. brow,
but with the beaatifc beauty of the
better land illumining his once hand.
some features.
Willie Pegram, the celebrated boy
artillerist in Lees army, was a MEM
Der of the church and an earnest
Christian. He was colonel of
artillery when only nineteen years old
and was converted to Christ in one
of the remarkable religious revivals
which were then common, particular
ly to the Confederate army in the
East. AT the bloody battle of Five
Forks, short time previous to Ap-
pomatox, this beautiful boy was shot
down at the head of his famous bat
terry. He fingered in absolute