Marion-Chattahoochee County GaArchives News.....Brief sketch of life as a soldier in the Confederate army - written by W.H. Moore - 1907 July 5, 1907 ************************************************ Copyright. All rights reserved. http://www.usgwarchives.net/copyright.htm http://www.usgwarchives.net/ga/gafiles.htm ************************************************ File contributed for use in USGenWeb Archives by: Carla Miles http://www.genrecords.net/emailregistry/vols/00010.html#0002476 March 17, 2005, 7:49 pm The Marion County Patriot July 5, 1907 The Marion County Patriot, No. 25 Friday, July 5, 1907 Page Four Cusseta, Ga., R.F.D. Dear Mr. Editor – If you will allow me space in your columns I will give you a brief sketch of life as a soldier in the Confederate army, under General Lee, Longstreet and Hood and Brigade Commander H.L. Benning, better known as Old Rock. There were many things impressed on the mind, but none more vivid than one thing that occurred one Sunday evening in Richmond. I entered a Sabbath schoolroom in which 22 little girls formed a class conducted by a lady. After recitation she had them sing, “I want to be an Angel.” Never will I forget those sweet voices. We soon went into active service and I will mention a few of the important places of battle – Yorktown, Seven Pines, Oak Swamp, Second Manassas, Sharpsburg, Gettysburg and Fredricksburg. In 1863 we were transferred to the western army and engaged in the Chickamauga fight. The scenes of battle cannot be described. I was then in the 17th Ga. regiment, but was later transferred in the western army and was in the campaign from Dalton, Ga. to Kennesaw Mountain. A soldier’s life is not a pleasant one at all times. When some people miss one meal they complain; I have marched 3 days and lived on half grown apples and green collards. I have seen men wounded in all forms; I was hit but twice, which I caught on my arm and pocketed. The next was in my arm just 43 years ago this morning June 29th, and I saw my lifeblood flowing in a half inch stream. Then I thought my time was at hand, but I am still here fighting life’s battles with one hand. It has been a hard fight, but in the darkest hour some friend would come to my rescue. I have had some several conflicts with the world, the flesh and the devil, but it will not last much longer. I shall soon ground the arms of rebellion; then I hope to sing with the poet, “The portals of glory are opening for me; then, oh let me anchor beyond the dark sea and wear a victor’s crown.” W.H. Moore File at: http://files.usgwarchives.net/ga/marion/newspapers/briefske2023nw.txt This file has been created by a form at http://www.poppet.org/gafiles/ File size: 2.7 Kb