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1864 Diary of Dwight Spencer, US Christian Commission

Dwight Spencer (1827-1910) “was born in Mansfield, Connecticut, on February 27, 1827. In 1851 he moved to Brooklyn, New York, and was employed as a bookkeeper and as a Sunday School worker until he was ordained in 1863. During the Civil War Spencer was a delegate for the United States Christian Commission. After the war he did evangelistic work and in 1869 became pastor at Fair Haven, Vermont. In 1880 Spencer became superintendent of missions for the Rocky Mountain District of the American Baptist Home Mission Society. His territory included Utah, Idaho, Montana, and Wyoming. During his ten years in this position he started 30 churches and 33 Sunday Schools and built 25 meeting houses. After his tenure in the West, Spencer became secretary for the Wabash District of the Baptist Home Missionary Society for southern Illinois and Indiana and later for the New York District. He held that position until his resignation in 1901.”

From Spencer family papers, 1860-1979 (MC 151). Dwight Spencer papers consist of diaries (1860-1867) concerning his Civil War ministry and later work; an autobiography; and miscellany. James Spencer’s papers consist of biographical materials; correspondence (1871-1939); religious writings; a scrapbook; and miscellany. Collection also includes small subgroups of the papers of James’ wife Cora Spencer; daughters Marion Spencer and Frances Spencer; son Dwight Spencer; and grandson Spencer Wilson.

COAN SCHOOL Opened in April 1863, this was the first school in Norfolk for African Americans. Established by AMA missionary William Coan, the school operated in the Colored Methodist Church on Bute Street. Within a few days after opening, there were 1,200 pupils who would eventually be divided between the Coan School and another one that opened in the Bute Street Baptist Church.

This diary is housed and digital images of its pages can be found at the Montana State Library.

T R A N S C R I P T I O N

May 27, 1864—Arrived at Norfolk from Fortress Monroe about 10 o’clock and reported to Rev. E. N. Crane, the Norfolk agent of the Christian Commission. In the evening attended a meeting of the Convalescent soldiers at Belfour Hospital, Portsmouth. About 100 present. At the close of my address, I said that I should be happy to grasp by the hand as soon as the services were closed as many of the soldiers as would promise me that they would become true soldiers of the Lord Jesus. Accordingly when I had concluded about a dozen came forward and eagerly took my hand. After the meeting at the hospital, attended a meeting of colored children and adults gathered for educational purposes, The school (for such it properly is) is under the direction of Mr. [William] Coan (formerly of New York) assisted by a corps of about 30 young and middle aged ladies together with several soldiers and citizens who from time to time volunteer their services. About 400 children and adults were present and most of them were studious and as far as I examined them, they had made a good degree of progress. After the school exercises were concluded, I addressed the scholars for a short time upon the importance of improving every spare moment in the prosecution of their studies in order that they might acquire sufficient education to fit them for the discharge of their duties which would devolve upon them in their new relations in life. So closed the day.

May 28. I saw this morning a regiment of Union soldiers made up of men who were formerly rebel prisoners but who took advantage of the President’s amnesty proclamation and enlisted in the Union army. They were a good-looking set of fellows. Saw also a gang of prisoners working at street paving under a guard of soldiers and from one of these latter I learned that these prisoners had formerly been citizens of Norfolk and were being punished for acts of rebellion. I could but think how the scales were turned. Here were some of the Southern aristocracy working under a guard of Northern mudsills. Started for the Naval Hospital at Portsmouth and was kindly received by the chaplain Rev. Mr. Stockbridge. About 350 patients in the hospital. After dinner went through the different wards and conversed with about 30 of the patients several of which I found in an interesting state of mind. For particulars, see page 101-103. I was particularly interested in the case of two boys aged respectively 15 & 16 years. The latter was from Boston and was suffering from the effects of a blow which he received by being brought in contact with the walking beam. He told me that his parents opposed his enlisting, that they were in good circumstances, and that he had a good home. He run away and enlisted four different times and his father got him released and that when he still persisted his parents reluctantly gave their consent. He showed me a testament which his mother gave him before he left. Upon the blank leaves of which were written several texts of scripture after which she had written no doubt with tearful eyes. “Dear Eddy be a good boy. I shall never forget you. I shall constantly pray for you. Goodbye.” The other lad was from Baltimore and was an orphan. He told me that he had no relatives unless they were very distant. He had been a Sunday school scholar and had committed several texts from the new testament. He wept while I told him of Jesus—that He would be a friend that would stick closer than a brother. I was also interested in a young many who was dying with consumption. He was from Philadelphia. When he had a good home with kind parents, brothers and sisters who would gladly minister to his wants, could he get home. He had frequently been promised his discharge but through the neglect of officials, he was still detained. I told him of another home and urged him to seek the Savior and thus be fitted to enjoy its society and rest forever. He promised to meet me in Heaven. At 5 o’clock attended a meeting in one of the rooms. I addressed about 50 convalescent mariners. At the close of the meeting, several promised me that they would endeavor to become the children of God. At 7 o’clock I addressed the convalescents at Belfour Hospital. On account of the rain, but few were present. At the close of the services, several lingered to shake hands with me to whom I spoke words of encouragement and advice. Some promised me that they would endeavor to initiate the conduct of the prodigal son and arise and go to God, their Heavenly Father. So the day closed.

Sunday, May 29th 1864—At 9 o’clock, visited the Sunday School (colored) at the Bell Church where I found about 200 children apparently much interested in the study of the word of God. From this school I proceeded to the colored school in Bate Street under the superintendence of Mr. Coan. Here I found about 700 children, listened to their exercises in singing and repeating passages of scriptures. The scholars in both these schools show that they have rapidly improved both in useful information and in deportment. I made a brief address to each school. At 10 o’clock preached to the prisoners in the Union prison. About 100 prisoners were assembled. These are all from the northern army and are suffering punishment for various crimes. They are kept at work during the week at cleaning and repairing the streets. They listened to me attentively. At 11 o’clock preached in the City prison. About 75 prisoners assembled at the close of the service. Several appeared deeply impressed with the text to which they had listened. One young man came to me and wanted to converse privately with me. Promised to meet him in the afternoon At 3 o’clock preached to the 1st United States volunteers at their camping ground. The men were marched up by platoons and formed in solid columns. They listened attentively and I noticed several weeping during the services. The men comprising this regiment were taken prisoners from the rebel army and had since taken the oath of allegiance and enlisted in the Union army. they appeared orderly and apparently engaged in their various duties with a hearty good will. After services, religious papers were distributed among the ranks. There were in the regiment men from every southern state. Some were pointed out to me who had a few days before been taken prisoners at the Battle of the Wilderness and who only remained in the prison camp one night, so heartily sick were they of the rebel service. About forty recruits arrived during the day. Letters were shown from men in the regiment to their comrades in camp telling them how thoroughly they had been deceived in entering the rebel army and urging them to do as they had done and come over on to the side of Union. Nearly every man in the regiment can read and write. The commissioned officers (who were all northern men) bore testimony to their uniform good behavior and orderly conduct said they had rather command them than a regiment of northern men. After this service, I visited the young man in the City Prison above alluded to. I found that he belonged to Gen. Butler’s army and that during a drunken spree he had left his regiment and was afterward arrested for desertion. He was from the interior of New York State where he had parents residing. Said he had a good pious mother who had done for him all a mother could, Acknowledged that he alone was to blame for the suffering whenich he had brought upon him. He appeared truly penitently and said that after the morning service he fully resolved to lead a new life. I urged to seek help from God who alone was able to keep him in the hour of temptation. He promised me to commence praying at once. In the evening, preached in the Presbyterian Church in Portsmouth. A good audience composed largely of soldiers. The audience was attentive and appeared deeply interested. Engaged to preach for them again next Lord’s day. Also met a Baptist brother who wished me to preach in the Baptist Church. So the day closed.

Monday, May 30, 1864—Felt poorly today. In the morning visited the colored schools in Norfolk under the auspices of the American Missionary Association. In these schools there are about three thousand children under the care of forty teachers (white) assisted by several colored. These scholars show a good degree of improvement and appear anxious to learn. Some were well advanced in Geography and Arithmetic and wrote a fair hand.

Tuesday, May 31st 1864—Visited Fortress Monroe and from thence repaired to the Chesapeake and Hampton Hospitals. In these are about six thousand patients. We found in addition to the two chaplains four delegates of the Christian Commission which was as many as the surgeons in attendance (McClellan) would allow as assistants of the chaplains. In these two hospitals the average mortality is about twenty. Saw one poor fellow carried out on a stretcher to the dead house while there. Chaplain Marshall of the Chesapeake Hospital is the most efficient of any chaplain I have yet met with. He has been at the hospital about two years. About a year ago, he went North and collected money sufficient to build a chapel and reading room. He then had the chapel built at the North and brought down all ready for putting up. Entire cost about one thousand dollars. I attended a meeting of convalescent soldiers in this chapel in the evening. A good attendance and much interest manifested. Several soldiers spoke of the goodness of God to them, especially in turning them from paths of sin and folly into ways of righteousness. Several also offered prayers. I addressed the meeting and so the day closed.

Wednesday, June 1st—Assisted Bro. Tisdale at the rooms at Fort Monroe. Attended to the giving out of some delicacies to a part of the 15th Regiment N. Y. Engineers on board the transport Ranger while lying off the fort. Also two hundred books, tracts, and newspapers. To another company of the same regiment on board the transport City of Albany, I gave one hundred newspapers and tracts. Heard of the occupation of the house of Dr. STrong, a Baptist minister near Bermuda Hundred and an amusing incident in regard to the baptizing of his negroes. In the evening left for Norfolk expecting to go to the front, Bermuda Hundred tomorrow.

Thursday, June 2nd 1864—Did not go to Bermuda Hundred as I expected. Was quite sick during the early part of the day. In the evening attended prayer meeting in the High Street Presbyterian Church, Portsmouth—a good meeting. Quite a number of soldiers present. I addressed the meeting a short time. After meeting, addressed several personally upon the subject of religion. Several expressed desires to become Christians and several others told me that they hoped that they were already numbered among the faithful.

Friday, June 3rd—Spent the day in conversing with the soldiers in Belfour Hospital. Conversed with about thirty. Of this number, only four or five were indifferent. Of the others, I found five or six in an enquiring state of mind and I consider their cases as hopeful. The rest were free to acknowledge the claims of religion upon them but were disposed to delay. Nearly everyone asked me to come again and several wished me to bring them books and papers. Met a boy of fifteen who told me that he was an orphan. He came from Albany as a waiter upon an officer. He had a fever which I doubt not will result in death. He told me that he had been to Sunday school, that he wanted to be a good boy. Wanted me to bring him a testament which I did in the afternoon and gave him some advice. Conversed also with Benjamin F. Osborn from New York who has the consumption and who I fear will not live long. He showed me a daguerreotype which his wife had sent him of herself as well as some scraps of beautiful poetry, one of which commencing, “Nearer my God to thee,” I considered as very appropriate in his case. He wept freely while I talked to him and endeavored to point out to him the way of life. I urged upon him the importance of renouncing all his own righteousness and relying alone and solely upon Christ. I think that he is not far from the Kingdom of Heaven.

Saturday, June 4th—I spent the day in visiting at the Belfour Hospital and distributing religious papers. Almost four hundred of the latter were distributed and thankfully received by the soldiers. As opportunity presented, I conversed with the soldiers upon the subject of religion. They generally listened with interest and appeared thoughtful. Found none who could be called despisers of the truth but many neglecters. I have hardly met with a scoffer since I commenced my work. If the soldiers in our hospitals are a fair representation of our army in regard to morals (and I see no reason why they should not be), then may we truly say that never country mustered an army so noble. At the Belfour Hospital is a reading room and library under the management of Mrs. Perry from Massachusetts—a very estimable lady from which the soldiers are supplied with reading matter.

Sunday, June 5th—In the morning went out to the entrenched camp beyond Portsmouth and preached to the soldiers. On account of the rain which immediately preceded the time of the service, there was only a small number present. Immediately after service a young man came up and spoke to me saying that he was a member of the Baptist Church in Fall River, but that he had wandered from God and neglected many duties, I encouraged him to take a decided stand in favor of truth and ever to let his light shine. I also spoke to several others who appeared thoughtful and impressed by the truth to which they had listened. The men were all attentive. Dined with bro. Godfrey in his tent. Returned to Norfolk and attended colored services in th Bell Church. Was witnessed with the introductory prayer in which the minister prayed for the liberty of his brethren in bondage as well as for the success of the Union arms. WhenI remembered that a short time ago such a prayer could hardly have been offered in New York without raising a mob, I could not but think that it was a great change which permitted it now in Norfolk and that too before an audience which but a short time ago were almost everyone slaves. At 5 o’clock went out to the entrenched camp beyond Norfolk and preached to the 38th Regiment (colored). This regiment is composed almost entirely of men who were formerly slaves. The officers speak of them as being orderly—more easy to manage that white men and quick in the art of imitation. They say that they learn to go through with the drill exercise readily. The regiment is not yet full. The men listed with good attention and I hope that my labor may not have been in vain. At 7.30 o’clock, preached in the High Street Presbyterian Church in Portsmouth. The house was quite full and the audience attentive. A large number of soldiers were present and I pray that they may be led to embrace the truth and become followers of the Lord Jesus.

Monday, June 6th—Started for Bermuda Hundred. As we entered the James river, saw the fleet lying outside at its mouth. We soon came to Jamestown where we saw the remains of the first church built upon this continent which was soon after the settlement of the town in 1607. At Wilson’s Landing, saw where the attack was made by the rebels upon Col. Wild’s Colored troops. Fort Powhatan just above and opposite commands the river. At this point lies the iron clad Atlantic taken from the rebels near Savannah. She was captured by the Weehawken and is a dangerous looking craft. Passed Harrison’s Landing, the point to which McClellan retreated after his famous Peninsula Campaign. Arrived at Bermuda Hundred and formed no favorable idea of the place. In fact, it can hardly be called a place unless large fields dotted over with tents is such. There is nothing worthy of being called a house in the vicinity but only here and there a miserable chanty. Visited the Christian Commission tent and returned to the boat of which I passed the night.

Tuesday, June 7th—Started for the Point of Rocks, a place a short distance up the Appomattox from this place. We started for the front, taking a bundle of papers. We first proceeded to the left of the works resting upon the Appomattox, from which point we plainly saw the spires of Petersburg. From this point we continued our course along the works towards the James. My bundle of papers was soon gone, the soldiers actually snatching them from my hand. I was surprised to see the extent of the works thrown up in so short a time. Forests had been cut down and a line of earthworks thrown up from the Appomattox to the James. I should suppose a distance of six miles. The men must have had a mind to work. Just after we passed the center of the works, the rebels favored us with a half dozen shots, the shells exploding just outside our lines. The shrill whistle of these was anything but pleasant. Approaching the James, saw the fleet of monitors and gunboats lying abreast our works and just above them a net of ropes extending across the river to protect the fleet from torpedoes. From a signal station upon the roof of an unfinished house, at this point, with the aid of a glass, we could see the spires of Richmond, and works on the outside of the city over which floated a rebel flag. Looking across the river from this station, I saw a country indescribably beautiful. Fields of corn and wheat already opening for the harvest lay spread out as far as they could reach. About two o’clock heard heavy firing from the peninsula, supposed to be in Gen. Grant’s army. On our return, visited Gen. Gilmore’s Headquarters and were courteously entertained by him for a few moments. He offered to render us any assistance in his power in the prosecution of our work as agents of the Christian Commission. During our travels saw several shot and shell lying upon the field. Returned to Bermuda Hundred and in the evening attended a prayer meeting held in the Christian Commission tent at which a good number of soldiers were present. Several took part in the meeting speaking and offering prayer, anda good spirit prevailed. I addressed the meeting for a few moments. At the close of the meeting, spoke to several who tarried after the meeting had been dismissed.

Wednesday, June 8th—Returned to Norfolk. Nothing occurred worthy of note.

Thursday, June 9th—Spent the day in visiting the Gosport Navy Yard. Distributed about 500 papers, testaments, and other religious books. I spoke from time to time as opportunity presented to those receiving the book or paper urging upon them the importance of religion. On some of the vessels I found the men actually starving for religious reading. I found several boys of 15 or 16 years who had no testaments. I furnished them and one in particular promised to read it daily and to pray. May the Lord grant them His spirit. I was in every instance treated with great courtesy by the officers. I never feel satisfied with such a days work. I always feel at its close that I have not been been half in earnest—that I might have found many more opportunities had my heart been right, of impressing upon those with who I meet the importance of immediate attention to the great subject of religion. May the Lord help me to be more faithful. In the evening attended a prayer meeting in Portsmouth at which a good number of soldiers were present. I addressed them briefly. Near the close of the meeting I requested all those who hoped that they were on the Lord’s side, as well as those who desired to be on His side to manifest it by rising. About half a dozen rose and afterward two of those who had risen spoke acknowledging their wanderins and promising in the future to lead a holy life. We all felt that it was a good meeting.

Friday, June 10th—In the morning took a watch and package of money to a patient at Balfour Hospital named John R. Miller. Found that he enlisted in Mansfield, Conn., my native town, and at once became interested in him. He acknowledged that he had lived a reckless life and said that he had fully resolved to learn from his follies and become a different man. He looked upon his affliction (he had lost a leg) as sent of God to lead him to reflect upon his ways and to turn from his sins. I gave him such advice as I thought suited to his case. Afterward went to Fortress Monroe and took a tug in company with some friends to visit the Rip Raps. From this place, proceeded to Hampton Hospital in company with Mr. Crane. We thought we would go over and visit the remains of Hampton which was burned by the rebel Magruder. There is scarce anything left of this once beautiful town; but instead of fine houses, little slab huts everywhere greet the eye of the visitor. The negroes, the owners and occupants of the huts, have built by the side of the chimneys, which were left standing, and so use the same fireplace that the wealthy proprietors had formerly used. Visited the old church which is said to have been the second built in this country, the bricks of which were brought from England. It is now a mass of ruins, having been burned with the rest of the town, and the burying ground surrounding it shows unmistakable evidences that it has been visited by an unfeeling soldiery. Talked with some of the colored people with whom I met and now at the close of the day, I feel that little or nothing has been accomplished for my Master.

Saturday, June 11th—Spent the day at the Naval Hospital, Portsmouth. I first met a man who professed to be an atheist. I talked with him some time and endeavored to show him the folly of his course and the dangers of his position. I did not feel satisfied with myself, fearing that there had been an effort to display the wisdom of this world rather than that spirit of meekness and love everywhere recommended in the scriptures. Saw the two boys John Williams and Edward Lock referred to on pages 5 & 6. I became more interested in them than on my previous visit. For the latter, I have great hope that a mother’s prayers and counsels may not prove in vain. He appears to be sincere in his desire to become a Christian. For the other lad, I feel sorry. He has no earthly friends. Oh that Jesus may become his friend. Found another boy from Massachusetts who I trust is not far from the Kingdom of Heaven. His brother had recently fallen in battle and he showed me a letter from his sister in which this sad intelligence was communicated to him, and in which she also exhorted him to prepare for death. I conversed with about fifty in all and distributed a number of testaments among the men, they promising to read them. In the evening attended a meeting at which about fifty of the patients were present. I was glad to see a good number with whom I had conversed during the day. I addressed them for a short time and when I had concluded, I asked all who hoped that they were on the Lord’s side as well as all those who had a desire to be on His side to manifest it by rising. Some dozen rose and among those Edward Lock, the lad already referred to. May the Lord keep him and all the rest who with him are trying to take a stand for Jesus. I felt as I retired that my labors had not been in vain.

Sunday, June 12th—In the morning went up to the Taylor farm about six miles from Norfolk in the direction of Fortress Monroe, and preached to the colored people who are living there and managing the farm for the benefit of government. I found Mr. Beale, the superintendent, a very kind man and I should think well fitted for his position. There are about seven hundred colored people on the place including children, a day school, and Sunday school are kept on the farm, and on week days the children are required to work four hours and attend school four hours. About three hundred were present at the services and were very attentive. They were anxious that I should come and see them again. At the close of the service, I distributed about 300 books and papers. At 3 o’clock I preached to the 1st US Volunteers at their camp near Norfolk. Did not enjoy the services as on a former occasion, the Lieut.-Colonel have severely reprimanded the Adjutant for not forming the lines according to orders. I do not think the Adjutant was to blame as I think he did not understand the orders. The Lieut.-Colonel commanded the companies to be dismissed and the lines to be formed again in ten minutes. I felt that the men were not there willingly and could not enjoy the service. However, the men listed to me attentively. At the close of the service, distributed about 300 papers. At five o’clock attended an anniversary service of the (colored) Sunday school under the superintendence of Mr. Coan in the Bute Street M. E. Church. The attendance was large and the services interesting. The scholars showed that the labor expended upon them had not been in vain. I addressed the meeting for a few minutes. In the evening preach in the High Street Presbyterian Church in Portsmouth. The audience was large and the attention good. May the Lord own and bless His truth. I am much interested in this service from the fact that so many soldiers attend it. [page 40]

1864: Richard Draper Douglass to Mary Abby (Lawrence) Douglass

Richard Draper Douglass was born in Westport, Essex County, New York, October 23, 1836, the youngest child of William Stewart Douglass (1798-1860) and Jane G. (Arthur) Douglass (1803-1842). Richard studied at Phillips Academy, Exeter, New Hampshire; and Williston Seminary. He was a graduate of Amherst College (Class of 1860), and Bangor Theological Seminary (1863).

“As an agent of the U.S. Christian Commission, he served in Alabama, Tennessee, and Virginia before taking a position in the Commissary Department of the United States Army at City Point, Virginia, in early 1865, which position ended soon after the war was over. After a brief stint in business in Boston, Douglass became a special relief agent for the Brooklyn Children’s Aid Society (1867-1873) and general superintendent of the society (1873-1885). On September 13, 1864, Douglass married Mary Abbie Lawrence (1839-1931), daughter of Ephraim Appleton Lawrence. Richard Douglass died in Brooklyn, New York, April 2, 1885.” [See New York State Library: Richard Draper Douglass Papers, 1853-1875]

The News-Herald, 7 March 1931

In the March 6, 1931 issue of the New York Times, an article about the life of Mrs. Douglass, told of her Red Cross work with the Christian Commission at Lookout Mountain and later in Nashville, Tenn. during the Civil War. It also spoke of how she managed the Seaside Home for over 40 years at Coney Island in New York. Children from the city were cared for here over the summer. Presumably these kids had ties to the Childrens Aid Society which her husband had headed before his death. She attended Mount Holyoke Seminary (now a college) for several years and used that training to teach Sunday school for many years at the Plymouth church where she had been a member for over 60 years. 

It should be noted that there are some newspaper articles claiming Rev. Douglass to be a physician, an officer, on Gen. Grant’s staff, etc., but I could not find evidence of any such claims. Neither could I find any evidence that Mary Douglass was commissioned a Major.

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Addressed to Mrs. R. D. Douglass, U. S. Christian Commission, Nashville, Tenn., Hospital No. 3, Lookout Mountain

City Point, Virginia
October 5th 1864

My Dear Darling,

Would give so much comfort to her own if she were here tonight—for I am mangy—not in mind but in body, and I would like to put my head into your hands for a thorough cleaning, as you alone know how to do that for me in the way which I like best. It has been an extremely warm day and the labor of loading & unloading boxes and barrels into and out of wagons, of storing them in our warehouse, or overseeing a gang of hands & running about considerable, has kept me active and so quite happy most of the day.

This evening we have service but I shall not go in. I do want to see you so much but I must content myself by looking for letters from you tomorrow. If I don’t get some word from you, I shall be afraid that your arm is too lame to write, so I will be patient still. I am expecting to have help tomorrow in my work and to be more at leisure to spend the evening with you.

There is a Negro Meeting going on just behind our quarters and they are singing now. They do make a strangely sweet melody in their fashion. I wish that you could be near & hear them. You would be amused at least. Though when one of their preachers gets into his wild style of preaching, working upon his own emotional notion, and that of his hearers, it is sad. You will hear some of it in Nashville, I suppose, for they have them there.

My darling must come near me now—how near would you have me, dear? and say Good Night. I dreamed of you, dear, last night. I hope I shall see you again tonight or else sleep dreamless. I prefer the former if I can see you quite happy. Good night. Your own, — Richard

1863-64: Diary of Rev. James Templin Holliday, U. S. Christian Commission Delegate

This diary was kept by Rev. James Templin Holliday (1810-1881), the son of David C. Holliday (1786-1831) and Mary Kennedy (1791-1859). If Kansans find his last name familiar, it’s because his much younger brother Col. Cyrus Kurtz Holliday was one of founders of the City of Topeka, having come to settle in Kansas in 1854 in the free state movement. James was married twice, his first wife being Rebecca W. Wamsley (1815-1861), and his second wife being her sister, Angeline McCutcheon Wamsley (1833-1880).

I could not find an image of Rev. James T. Holliday but here is one of his brother Cyrus K. Holliday of Topeka fame with whom I assume he bore some resemblance.

James was filled with the spirit and united with the Methodist Episcopal Church in 1827 when he was 17 years old. Settling in Adams county, Ohio, he became the leader of a Methodist class and later licensed to exhort by Rev. James Gurley. He began to preach about 1835, filling the office of a local preacher until about 1840 when he was admitted into the Ohio Conference as a traveling preacher. He was ordained a deacon at Zanesville by Bishop Soule and two years later ordained an Elder by Bishop Morris. He filled the pulpit in various small towns in Ohio, receiving new appointments by the Conference every two years until 1857 when he was transferred to the Kansas Conference and stationed at Topeka (near his brother) and also at Auburn.

After his first wife died in 1861, his children were “scattered” as he termed it, and he left Kansas to offer his service as a delegate in the U. S. Christian Commission. He saw duty in Nashville (TN), Cowan Station (TN), Bridgeport (AL), Cairo and Mound City (IL), Memphis (TN) and finally in Little Rock (AR) where he took up residency for more than half a year and served as the chaplain of the 77th Ohio Infantry posted there as well as taking a leadership role in meeting the needs of the resident Methodist African American population. After this, he returned to his family in West Union, Adams county, Ohio, where he asked to be reinstated in the Ohio Conference and served once again in a number of small communities until superannuated. He suffered a stroke in early June 1881 and died later that month at the age of 71.

Rev. Holliday’s diary provides us with a rich insight into the profound responsibilities shouldered by members of the Christian Commission. It also offers a poignant glimpse into the personal connections he formed while ministering to those enduring hardship in refugee camps, convalescent camps, and even prison camps. His fears, frustrations, disappointments, feelings of inadequacy, as well as his moments of triumph and euphoria, are all vividly captured within the 81 pages of this diary. This invaluable account belongs to my friend Rob Morgan and has been graciously made available for transcription and publication on Spared & Shared with explicit consent.

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Inside cover of Holliday’s Diary

Rev. James T. Holliday, Delegate to the Christian Commission, Nashville, Tennessee

Residence: West Union, Adams county, Ohio

Was commissioned on the 4th December 1863. Reached Nashville, Tennessee at 6 o’clock 5th. Visited the Rebel prisoners that night.

Sunday, 6th—Preached to the Rebel prisoners, 5th story Zollicoffer Building at 10 a.m. 18th Michigan 2 p.m., 90th Ohio 4 p.m. Opened prayer meeting 2nd Presbyterian Church 7 p.m. Met with the following singular and pleasant incident. While preaching for the Rebels as above stated, my son James, a member of the 90th Ohio, was passing on the opposite side of the street, heard my voice and knew me, came up, and introduced himself but I did not know him. Thank God that after passing through so many battles, he yet lives.

December 7th. Met with [Sergeant] A[lpheus] A. B. Caveness of the 1st Kansas Battery [Light Artillery]. Distributed 8 testaments, 360 page tracts, 8 small books among the guards at Military Prison. Visited Hospital No. 12 in company with Br. Pitcher and conversed with 11 men.

December 8th 1863—Appointed to the Barracks. Distributed among the Union soldiers 6 testaments, 8 hymns, 544 page tracts, 15 papers, and preached once. At night, visited Rebel prisoners and distributed six testaments, 300 page tracts, 35 papers, 7 books, and attended daily prayer meeting.

December 9th—Visited Rebel prisoners and distributed 100 papers, 20 testaments. Visited Union men in barracks. Distributed 6 testaments, 6 hymn books, 30 papers, 8 pamphlets, 802 page tracts, and 10 small books. Preached once for company with Br. Pitcher. Visited Convalescent Camp and distributed 29 papers, 264 tracts, 6 hymn books, 6 pamphlets. Preached on the barracks at night.

December 10th 1863—Labored in the barracks all day. Distributed a large number of paper, tracts, &c. Preached at night to a serious and attentive audience.

December 11th—In the barracks today. Distributed a large number of papers and tracts. Preached twice.

December 12th—In my old field of labor today. But few men in the barracks now. Some 150 Michigan conscripts sent out to the drilling camp. Appear to be a fine set of men. This day closes my first week’s labor under the Christian Commission and find that I have preached nine times, attended four prayer meetings, and distributed 54 testaments, 49 hymn books, 71 small books, 29 bound volumes, 3,944 page tracts, 400 newspapers, and 19 pamphlets.

Sunday, December 13th 1863—Was appointed to preach at Hospital No. 21 [McKendree Methodist Church, Church Street] at 11 a.m. and at No. 12 [Broadway Hotel on Broad Street] at 2 p.m. Attend prayer meeting at 3:30 p.m. in 2nd Presbyterian Church. Had a very comfortable time at Hospital 21. Was indisposed at night. Did not go out.

Hospital No. 16 served African-American soldiers and contrabands. It measured 82 x 105 feet. It was located on S. College Street in Nashville.

Monday, December 14th 1863—Visited Hospital No 12 and attended Chaplain’s Meeting at 10. Afternoon visited Camp Smith and distributed 6 testaments and 40 papers. Went to the barracks at night to preach but found the boys all in bed. They had to leave at 1 o’clock in the morning. In company with Br. Stater, visited the Colored Hospital in the afternoon.

Tuesday, December 15th, 1863—Visited Camp Smith in the forenoon. Distributed 12 testaments, 116 papers. At noon was informed I had to go to a place called Cowan [in Franklin county] some 89 miles on the way to Chattanooga. This is sudden and unexpected. I have to labor alone in what I fear is a hard field. Yet I hope the arrangement is in the Providence of God. At night I preached in Hospital No. 16 (the Colored Hospital) to a very attentive audience. Nine o’clock p.m., have just returned from service. I feel sad and oppressed in mind about my future work yet I try to hope and believe God has arranged this appointment and that He will go with me and bless me in my labors. This closes my week in Nashville, Tenn.

On July 3, 1863, the Confederate Army of Tennessee retreated towards Chattanooga, after its defeat in the Tullahoma Campaign, leaving Middle Tennessee under the control of the Union Army of the Cumberland. A military post was maintained at Cowan by Federal forces throughout the remainder of the war. The town was strategically important to both sides due to its proximity to the Cumberland Mountain Tunnel, which linked the railroads in the Midwest to those in the Southeast. This print depicts the soldiers’ dormitories and a defensive fortification contracted by the Union Army. A transport train prepares to leave the post. The name “Rosencrans” is written on the side, in honor of General William Rosencrans, the leader of the Army of the Cumberland.
The artist of the print was Nathan B. Abbott, a Union soldier from Connecticut who served in the 20th Connecticut Volunteer Infantry. He was wounded at the Battle of Gettysburg and was promoted to first lieutenant when he rejoined his regiment. He most likely passed through Cowan while traveling to take part in Sherman’s campaigns in Georgia. The print was produced and published by Henry C. Eno, a New York City lithographer active for only a short period during the 1860s. Between 1862 and 1867, he was partnered with another New York lithographer, Henry A. Thomas.
[National Museum of American History]

Camp Cowan, Tennessee, December 17th 1863—Yesterday morning at 4 a.m. I left Nashville in company with three other delegates. Two were going to Chattanooga and one to Knoxville. I reached the Convalescent Camp at Cowan Station at 3 p.m. Met with a kind reception from Lieutenant [Henry H.] Crooks who is in charge of the camp. This morning I started out on my mission of mercy to the sick hospitals and found 40 men there. There is about 295 men all told in the Convalescent Camp at Cowan and the number is decreasing all the time. In the afternoon I visited the men in their tents and distributed. A large number of papers and tracts.

Lieutenant Henry H. Crooks was killed by a gunshot to the head on the 30th of August 1864 on a plantation near Jonesboro, Georgia, while reconnoitering with the 10th Ohio Cavalry. He was serving as an aide-de-camp to Lieut. Colonel Jones, commanding the 2nd brigade of the 3rd Cavalry Division at the time.

Last night I dreamed of being in Company with my brother John. He has been dead 38 years and I have no recollection of ever dreaming about him before. Nor had I thought of him for months. I thought we started in company to go to a railroad station to get on the cars. With some difficulty we got on the platform at the depot and found a large number of persons. I then noticed him sitting on a bench, and saw at once there was something the matter with him. I went to him immediately and said, “Why Hancy, what is the matter with you.” He pulled the pants off of the left leg and was showing me where he was suffering great pain in his thigh near his body when I awoke. Last night was cold and I slept cold, so I do not feel very well this morning.

December 18th 1863—I met with a young man named W. T. Adams who lives 12 miles from here. He says his parents are Methodist, that several of his neighbors are Secesh and left with Bragg’s Army. Visited the men at their tents and distributed papers and tracts. Conversed with many of them on the subject of religion. Last night was very cold and I suffered while in bed.

Saturday, December 19th 1863—Spent this day in visiting the sick in the hospitals and in their tents. Distributed papers and tracts. In the afternoon, was quite unwell. Wrote some letters.

Sunday, December 20th 1863—Camp Cowan, Tennessee. Preached in the hospital tent at 10 o’clock to a small congregation but attentive. In the afternoon, we had a prayer & speaking meeting. Three prayed and 4 spoke. Hope some good was done. Spent the evening in conversation with a Mr. [Eliphaz Cardwell] Porter belonging to the 73rd Illinois—a member of the Presbyterian Church, and [also with] a German named John Holtzhour, 46th Pennsylvania, Co. B and from Armstrong county, Pennsylvania. Mr. Holtzhour has been strongly tempted to desert and go home sick, absent far from home and deprived of religious privileges and religious society. He felt he could not live without the means of grace. He is in a better state of mind now.

Eliphaz and Lucinda Parrish Porter of Harrisburg, Saline county, Illinois. Lucinda lost three brothers in the Civil War, one of whom—John W. Parrish, was killed in the charge on Missionary Ridge just prior to the date of this diary entry. Eliphaz served from 21 August 1862 until 12 June 1865. He would have been almost 37 years old at the time he conversed with Rev. Holliday.

John Holthour (Holshower in Roster) was drafted into Co. B, 46th Pennsylvania on 18 July 1863. He was a German immigrant, a shoemaker by trade, born about 1820 and living in Brothers Valley Township, Somerset county, Pennsylvania, when he registered for the draft. He was among the 123 men in his regiment killed in action on 20 July 1864 in the Battle of Peach Tree Creek.

Monday, December 21st 1863—Camp Cowan. Spent the day in writing letters for some soldiers who could not write themselves. Visited a number of tents and distributed papers and tracts. The day warm and pleasant.

Tuesday, 22nd—Cowan Station. Spent part of the day in visiting the men at their camps and conversing on religious subjects. Visited two old and afflicted negroes who are in a suffering condition. They came with General Sherman from near Vicksburg and were left here on account of sickness. No person seems to have charge of them. One old man is entirely without bedding. The other has been cut off from his rations. The day was exceedingly pleasant—literally “as pleasant as May.” Preached to a large serious and attentive congregation at night in the hospital tent.

December 23, 1863—Cowan Station. Spent the day in writing letters and visiting the sick. Some of the poor contrabands spoken of above are suffering. May God help them. Something must be done for them or they die.

December 24th 1863—Cowan Station, Tenn. Visited my two colored sick men. They will leave tomorrow. Hope they will fare better. Was requested to marry a young soldier. At three o’clock, in company with Lieut. Crooks and Dr. Kennedy, went to the head of the valley, [to a place] called Tally Cove, and at 4 o’clock p.m. December 24th 1863 joined in matrimony John Coons to Sally Ann Bowers. Lieut. Crooks of the 10th Ohio Vol. Cavalry, and Dr. Kennedy, Surgeon of the Convalescent Camp at Cowan Station as witnesses of the fact.

Sarah A. Bowers appears in the 1860 Cowan, Franklin county, Tennessee US Census as the 13 year-old daughter of Abram Bowers (1809-1880) and Susan Sewall (1821-1904). In the 1870 US Census, she was still enumerated in her parents household in Dechard, Franklin county, Tennessee. Perhaps Sarah eloped with Coons and the father never recognized the marriage.

Friday, 25th December 1863—Cowan Station, Tenn. The day was so stormy that we could have no religious services and done what could in visiting the boys at their tents.

Saturday, 26th—Day very wet and inclement. Could do but little in camp. Received a visit from Rev. Mr. Welsh, Chaplain to the Connecticut Regiment and engaged to preach for him tomorrow at 11 o’clock.

Sunday 27th [December] 1863—At 11 a.m. and at 2 p.m. in the large hospital tent in Convalescent Camp. Day very wet.

December 28th 1863—Cowan Station, Tenn. All I could do today was to talk with the Boys as opportunity presented itself. Towards evening I was suddenly taken with a violent pain in my back.

Tuesday, December 29th 1863—Suffered greatly with pain in my back last night and all this day. Could do nothing. Preached at night.

December 30, 1863—Better this morning. In company with Lieut. Crook, went in the country some 4 miles to see a sick man. Met him on the road. Went to a Mr. Cowan’s. Had a pleasant time and good dinner.

December 31st 1863—Cowan Station. This is the last day of the year. Very wet. Have been to every tent on the ground and distributed newspapers in all. Back hurt me very much. In the night, it ceased raining and blew up very cold and snowed a little. Just as we commenced prayer meeting, the storm nearly blew the tent over and we had to suspend our meeting. This closes the year 1863—a year of great trial and many bitter disappointments and yet of many blessings.

January 1st 1864—Cowan Station, Tenn. Exceedingly cold this morning. I done but little today. I tried to review the past year and see many imperfections. May my Heavenly Father enable me to spend the year 1864 more to the glory of God than the past.

January 2, 1864. Cowan Station. The day was very cold. Could do but little. Distributed 5 pair of drawers, 5 shorts, and 7 pair socks to the men in the hospital. One case of measles in camp—a young man from Knoxville, Tenn. Very bad.

Sunday, January 3rd 1864—Cowan Station, Tenn. Weather moderated some but found we could not hold service on account of measles in hospital so I must spend the day as I can. Talked with the young man sick with measles. I think he must die. Says he never prayed. Pointed him to the Savior.

January 4th, 1864—This day very cold. Went to the hospital early to see the young man. Found him dead. Died about quarter past 12 o’clock. I greatly fear [him] unprepared. God help me to be faithful.

Thursday, January 5th 1864—An official order received to break up the Convalescent Camp at Cowan Station immediately. Preached a funeral sermon at 11 a.m. and then buried the dead man. Weather very cold.

January 6th 1864—Was called up before day[light] to go and see a young man who was dying at the hospital. Wants me to take charge of his effects and send them to his mother. Found him very penitent. Prayed with him at the close. He responded with a hearty “Amen.”

Visited the young man again and tried to point him to the Savior. Mr. Cornelius Shook died at 11 o’clock a.m. I have hope in his death.

Stones River National Cemetery

Cornelius Shook enlisted on 8 August 1862 at the age of 22 and was mustered into Co. C, 105th Ohio Volunteers. He died of disease on 6 January 1864. Cornelius was an unmarried carpenter working in Liberty, Trumbull county, Ohio, before entering the service.

January 7th 1864—Preached the funeral of Mr. C. Shook today to a serious congregation. Today I received a letter from Mr. Ewing relieving me from the Station and appointing me to labor at Bridgeport [Alabama]. My successor is a Mr. Whitehill, a lay delegate from Franklin County, Ohio. Wrote a letter to Mrs. Sarah Shook [Churchill, Trumbull county, Ohio] informing her of the death of her son.

January 8th 1864—Spent this day in visiting the hospital. Found some men very sick. Think two or three will die soon. Tried to point them to the Savior. Was exceedingly sick all night with headache. Slept but little.

January 9th 1864—Confined to my tent nearly all day with headache. Went to see the sick in the hospital. Find them better.

January 10th 1864—Sunday. This was one of the most interesting days I have spent since I have been in the work of the Christian Commission. Preached in the morning to a large and attentive congregation. Had prayer meeting and speaking meeting in the afternoon. Enjoyed myself much. Hope good was done.

January 11th 1864—This day closes my labors at the Convalescent Camp at Cowan Station. I now go to Bridgeport, Alabama. Started for Bridgeport at 4 o’clock p.m. It was dark when we got to Stevenson and after waiting two hours in the dark & cold, we started in an open car. Reached Bridgeport about 10:30 o’clock, then had one mile to walk in the dark. Finally reached the camp of the 90th Ohio [Volunteers] and found my son. Stayed with Capt. Hitchcock who is now in command of the regiment and had a pretty goo night’s rest.

January 12th—Bridgeport, Alabama. Spent this day in the office. Was somewhat indisposed [but] feel better this evening. I find Bridgeport nothing but a station—no town.

January 13th—Bridgeport. Visited the 90th and 101st Ohio Regiments in the forenoon. In the afternoon went to the colored regiment [14th USCT] and had an interesting time with them. Distributed some half dozen testaments, 12 hymn books, and 12 primers. Was confined to the office the balance of the day on duty. Brothers Pilcher, McKee, and Erving called on their return from Chattanooga “homeward bound.” May the presence of our Heavenly Father go with them and His blessing upon them.

“McKee” may have been Rev. Joseph G. McKee (1832-1868) , pictured above, who established the “McKee School” in Nashville, circa 1865, to educate the contrabands congregating there under Federal protection in 1863. This work was sponsored by the Presbyterians.

January 14, 1864—Bridgeport. Visited the 90th Ohio, 101st Ohio, the Colored Regiment, and the Convalescent Camps. Distributed in the 90th Ohio 6 testaments, 18 hymn books, and 6 papers. In the Colored Regt. 12 testaments, 12 primers, 12 spelling books. Convalescent Camp 60 papers, 450 page tracts promiscuously, 50 papers, 6 testaments, 12 hymn books.

January 15, 1864—Visited the 2nd Kentucky on the hill and distributed one hundred papers among them, 600 page tracts, 12 testaments. Returned to camp and received a message from Capt. Hitchcock in[forming me of death of soldier in 90th OVI]. Was sent to preach the funeral of [Pvt.] James Moravy of Co. D, 90th Ohio at 4 o’clock p.m. Nearly the entire regiment was present and we had an affecting time. He was buried with the honors of war.

January 16th—Bridgeport. Spent the forenoon in Convalescent Camp. Gave away 529 tracts, 91 papers. Had the pleasure of meeting with Rev. L. F. Drake, Chaplain of the 121st Ohio but now detailed as Chaplain of the Field Hospital at Bridgeport. How pleasant to meet a friend far from home. In the afternoon was on duty in the office.

A drawing of Rev. Lemuel Fordham Drake, Chaplain of the 31st OVI, preaching at Camp Dick Robinson, Kentucky on 10 November 1861.

Sunday, [January] 17th, 1864—Went to preach for the 90th Ohio in the morning. In the afternoon went to the Convalescent Camp to preach but circumstances were unfavorable and I did not. At night I preached to a very large and serious congregation to the Ship Yard. This will probably close my labors at Bridgeport, Alabama. Tomorrow I expect to go to Chattanooga.

January 19, 1864—Chattanooga, Tennessee. Left Bridgeport at daybreak in the first passenger car that has passed from Stevenson to Chattanooga. Reached Chattanooga at 9 o’clock a.m. Five delegates were on the train, some coming to this point, some going to Knoxville. Bishop Simpson of the Methodist Episcopal Church came on the same train. I find some 14 delegates here tonight from eight or ten states. In company with Rev. Holeman of the Maine Conference, I visited General Hospital No. 8 called Johnson’s Hospital. The Brethren appear to be united in their work. I hope God’s blessing will attend their labors.

January 20th 1864—Chattanooga. Preached the funeral of a young man named George E. Wolverton of Co. G, 21st Michigan Vol. Regt., aged 18 years. His home [was] Berlin, Ottawa county, Michigan. A large number of the men of the regiment attended the funeral. At night, Bishop Simpson was expected to preach in the Episcopal Church but failed to attend. I had to fill his place. 10 or 12 ministers of 5 or 6 different denominations belonging to the Christian Commission were present. A large number were in attendance and very serious.

January 21st 1864—Did not do much this day as I was quite indisposed. Visited hospital No. 8 and talked with all the Boys.

January 22nd—Chattanooga. Visited Officers Hospital with Br. Holeman but few men there. Afternoon went to see Rebel prisoners—some 150, mostly deserters [that] want to take the Oath of Allegiance. More intelligent than any I have seen.

January 23rd 1864—Bridgeport, Alabama. This day returned to Bridgport. Was detained at Whiteside more than two hours. Got to Bridgeport an hour after dark Found Br. Douglass had left to visit the 11th Corps. Chritchfield alone. Stayed on Sabbath.

Sunday, [January] 24th 1864—Preached at 11 a.m. to the 7th Pennsylvania. Had a large audience and very attentive. Afternoon preached in Convalescent Camp. At night at the Ship Yard. Heard Br. Merrell preach.

January 25th 1864—Some duty in office after visiting the 90th Ohio.

January 26th 1864—Leave today for Nashville where I expect to remain until Monday, February 1st. The Brigade of which the 90th Ohio forms a part, leaves today at 7 a.m for the front.

January 27th—Reached Nashville about 7 o’clock. Went to the Commission Boarding House and had breakfast. Visited Convalescent Camp in company with Br. Richardson of the Minnesota Conference. Preached for them at 6:30 p.m. I find not only Br. Richardson but also Br. Chauncy Hobart of the West Wisconsin Conference both good men and true.

January 28th 1864—In company with Brother [John V.] Farwell, visited Camp Smith some four miles from Nashville on the Lebanon Pike. This is a convalescent camp. A camp for new recruits and conscripts and also for broken fragments of cavalry regiments. Some 3 or 4 thousand men. We erected a large chapel tent in this camp where service will be held daily.

January 29th 1864—Nashville. Visited Baptist Church where the 3rd Ohio Regiment are quartered on their return home for reenlistment. Distributed 60 papers, 250 tracts, 14 testaments, 24 soldier’s books. Preached once.

January 30th 1864—Visited Camp Smith today, fixing Chapel Tent. Distributed a large number of papers, tracts, testaments, &c. Will have preaching tomorrow morning. Brother Farwell in company.

Sunday, January 31st 1864—Camp Smith, Nashville. Preached at 10 a.m to a large congregation in the Chapel Tent at Camp Smith. In the afternoon, had services, prayer and speaking meetings. Preached at night. Tent blew down at night.

February 1st 1864—at Camp Smith. Had service in chapel tent. Distributed a large number of papers, tracts & testaments.

February 2nd & 3rd. Same as above.

February 4th—Preached at night.

February 5th and 6th 1864—Still at Camp Smith. Nothing of special interest. Distributed [tracts, &c.] Lieut. McCormack sick.

February 7th 1864—Sunday, a day of great interest. Preached at 10 a.m to a large and attentive congregation. Prayer meeting in the afternoon of which we had a speaking meeting. Preached at night.

Saturday, [February] 13th 1864—Had preaching every night this week. The interest greatly on the increase. Some are enquiring what must I do to be saved and one man made a profession of religion and wishes to join the church.

Sunday, 14th [February]—This was a day of unusual interest. Many appeared to be deeply affected and we have strong reason to believe the Lord is about to reveal His work. Amen.

February 21st—Camp Smith. From the 14th to the 21st I have made no entries in my diary. Last week was one of great interest. Our congregation large and serious. Many feel a quickening influence and many are seeking salvation and a few have obtained pardon. For two nights we had to suspend our meetings on account of the extreme cold weather.

Sunday, [February] 21st, 1864—Our meetings were interesting today. Four ladies (Sister Smith and three others) visited our camp today and sand for us. At night our tent was crowded to excess and very attentive.

February 24th, 1864—Rev. Mr. Wright of the Baptist Preacher preached for us last night. Congregation very large.

February 25, 1864—Have a very interesting time at Chapel Tent, Camp Smith. Many are quickened. Many converted. Prospect of a general revival. This night I joined in marriage William Evans and Margaret Melissa West, both of East Tennessee. Had some doubts if I ought to have done it. Hope all is right.

A Tennessee 1961 death certificate for Fannie Belle Moore, wife of Arlie Otis Moore. She gives her parents as William Evans and her mother as Margaret M. West, Knox county, Tennessee. Could this be the same William and Margaret married by Rev. Holliday in February 1864?

February 26th and 27th, Camp Smith near Nashville. Had meeting each night. Many are serious and seeking salvation.

Sunday February 28th 1864—Preached this day at 10 a.m. Prayer and speaking meeting at 3 p.m. Preached at 6. The Chapel Tent was crowded to excess and I became very much excited—perhaps spoke louder than I ought to have done. Just after service closed, it began to rain quite hard. The tent got very wet and I caught a very bad cold. I feared all night I would lose my speach as many of the soldiers had done.

February 29th 1864—Walked to town this morning and intended to stay at home and care my throat if possible but in the afternoon, got word that the Tennessee troops were going to leave early in the morning so I had to go out to camp again, but returned to town at night. So I walked 12 miles today through the rain and mud. My throat very sore and my cold increasing.

Tuesday, March 1st 1864—Nashville. Confined to my room by indisposition. I will not be able to work for some time. Had the deepest snow today we have had this winter. Streets awful muddy.

March 2nd and 3rd 1864—For the last two days I have been confined to my room. My throat is still sore and I am scarcely able to speak above a whisper. I fear I will not be able to do much for some time. Br. Hunt has taken my place.

March 6th 1864—Nashville. Have been sick for one week. Not able to do any work. Feel better today.

Tuesday, March 8th 1864—Am now at the camp of the 4th Tennessee Cavalry camped one mile north of the City of Nashville. Expect to start home in the morning. Leave this place and work with a great deal of regret. The past three months have been months of toil and suffering, yet of some success in the service of my Heavenly Father.

March 9th 1864—Louisville, Kentucky. Started this morning from Nashville, Tenn. in cars at 7 o’clock a.m. in company with Mr. Charles Douglass of the Sate of Maine and another delegate whose name I did not learn. Parted with them at Cave City. Reached Louisville just about sundown. Had on the whole a pleasant trip and a good night’s rest.

March 10th—Louisville, Ky. On board steamboat Major Anderson waiting to start up the river. Met Mrs. Bartram [?], wife of Rev. John Bartram and sister of Rev. J. F. Marley [?]. She came down to see her sick son in the hospital and found him dead. Started up the river about one o’clock and reached Cincinnsati about daylight next morning. Slept but little.

March 11th 1864—Cincinnati. Visited the Commission Rooms and found Brothers Charles Douglass and Lawrence. Seen Rev. J. M. Waldon. Found Edward S. Moore’s family all well. At 6 o’clock p.m. started up the river on the steamboat Izetta. A great many passengers on the boat. I have traveled a great deal on steamboats but I have never seen so much drunkeness or heard so much swearing on a boat in my life. Hope to reach Manchester in the morning in time for the hack to West Union.

March 12th—Adams county, Ohio. Reached home Saturday at 3 o’clock p.m. Found my wife in usual health but her father has been sick all winter. My daughter Ella quite well. Heard my first Father-inlaw was very sick.

Sunday, 13th March 1864—Rested this day.

March 14th—Am now sitting in the room where my first wife was born and where her and I were married, March 7th 1833—31 years ago. Here my oldest son, John, was born. Sad changes have passed over me and mine since that day. She is dead, My children scattered without a home. Yet I have many mercies to record, could my ungrateful heart but appreciate the goodness of God. After all the suffering I have witnessed down in Tennessee, I should not complain.

March 28th 1864—On board steamboat Bostona No. 3. After a visit of two weeks and one day, I this morning took leave of my wife and two little daughters Ella and Flora. It was painful to part with them. I am now returning to labor under the Christian Commission. Know not to what point I may be sent, and I care not if only God is with me and will bless my labors. I have some fears I may never see my wife again. I have very little faith in such impressions yet my mind is seriously affected. I may die. She may die. The day is exceedingly pleasant.

April 1st, 1864—Steamboat Telegraph, Ohio River. I reached Cincinnati last Tuesday morning and remained there until this evening. On Wednesday afternoon attended a meeting of ladies at No. 178 Vine Street, Cincinnati, for the purpose of giving them some information concerning the refugees in Tennessee. I am in a strait betwixt two, not knowing whether to go to Tennessee or Arkansas. I wish to go where I am most needed. May my Heavenly Father guide me by infinite wisdom. I wish to do right—to go where I am most needed and where I will do the most good. I have made some effort to obtain an appointment under “Refugee Relief Commission.” On Thursday night I attended the anniversary of the US Christian Commission at Mozart Hall. Have learned that the Refugee Relief Commission cannot employ any agents at present.

April 2, 1864—On board steamboat Telegraph, Ohio River near Hanging Rock. Last evening left Cincinnati at 6 o’clock, 24 hours running to Ironton. Have felt gloomy all day. Prospects look dark. Had this evening a sweet season of prayer. Oh what would suffering saints do if they had no mercy seat. After pouring out my fears and complaints before my Heavenly Father, I felt calm in mind with a sweet peace in my soul. Bless the Lord for the privilege of prayer.

April 6th, 1864—Portsmouth, Ohio. Reached this place just in time to miss the boat. Had to wait 24 hours, then took the Telegraph. Reached Cincinnati Friday morning. Stayed until Monday 7:30 a.m., then took the cars for ST. Louis, Missouri, which I reached Tuesday at 1 o’clock a.m.

Wednesday, 13th April—On board the good boat Belle St. Louis, Mississippi river. Left ST. Louis at 5 o’clock. But few passengers on board. A splendid boat. My room is No. 41. All very civil. Bound for Memphis, Tenn.

Horrible Affair, Cairo. April 14, 1864—The steamer Platte Valley has just arrived from Fort Pillow with 10 dead men and 30 mortally wounded. The Rebels were commanded [ ]. It is supposed we had some 500 men killed, mostly negroes. The Rebel force was some 9,000 strong. They killed all negro soldiers that surrendered and nearly all the whites. There will be an awful retaliation for this sometime.

Massacre of Black Troops at Fort Pillow

I find two delegates at this place—Osmer W. Fay and Rev. Wells. The harvest great, the labors few. No boats going below today. There is also two delegates here on their way to Vicksburg, Miss., waiting for transportation down the river.

April 16th 1864—Mound City, Illinois. This evening got on a government tug and came to this place. Soon found the chaplain of the post. There is a very large hospital here with some 700 patients. Those of Fort Pillow are brought here. Many of them badly wounded and mutilated.

Here I find a Methodist preacher by the name of Elijah Littleton. Visited the hospital and distributed some tracts and books. At two o’clock p.m., preached in the chapel of the hospital to a small but serious congregation. I observe one thing here I have not seen in any other hospital—all the female nurses are Catholic nuns or sSisters of Charity, dressed entirely in black with a kind of white hood and long black vail hanging down their back half to their feet.

April 18th 1864—Mound City, Illinois. On board the United States. Spent the Sabbath in this place. Visited the hospital in the morning. Seen many of the wounded from Fort Pillow. There condition is horrible. Preach in the chapel of the hospital to a very attentive audience at night. Preached in the Methodist Episcopal Church to a large congregation. This is one of the finest fields for usefulness in this hospital for a chaplain I have ever seen anywhere. The Rev. S[tephen] S[argent] Morrill [1831-1878] is chaplain.

April 19th 1864—Cairo, Illinois. Still detained at Cairo but hope to get off this afternoon. Last night I preached to a very attentive congregation though it was small. Felt great liberty. Hope some good was done. Since writing the above, I have visited the “Refugees” quarters at Cairo. The Rev. W. C. Merritt is the Agent. I find about 400 refugees are received every week. Many are very destitute and have been robbed of all they possessed on Earth. Many are sick and dying. One very interesting came under my own observation—a Mr. Croaker from Buncombe county, North Carolina, with his family reached this place yesterday. He had to leave his home in the winter, snow 10 inches deep, no shoes, only old shoe soles tied on his feet. His wife and some small children with him. They had to find their way through the mountains without a road, had to lay out at night without shelter, all the journey performed on foot. God preserved him and his. He tells me he has five sons in the army. His brother [has] ten sons and his present wife, four brothers all in the Union army. He is 65 years old. Says his father is still living, one hundred and eight years [old in] Alabama. He left him in Bunscombe. Was a revolutionary soldier, wounded at Kingston.

Just heard of a case like this. A Mr. W. R. Allison from Mattoon, Illinois, was working a cotton plantation on the banks of Tensas Lake, Louisiana, when a party of Rebels came upon him and took 10 of his mules, 50 or 60 of his neighbors, and then made Mr. Allison dig his own grave. When they shot him and buried him in it. This information is obtained from the negroes who were working for him and escaped.

April 20th 1864—Mississippi river below Cairo. Last evebing got on board the C. E. Hillman. The clerk said he would give me a ticket but no room although half the beds were unoccupied. My feelings were much hurt, but after a season of prayer, I left more calm. A captain of artillery interested himself in my case and secured me a room. I slept sweet and feel refreshed. I was alone in a room with four beds. But few passengers on board. People are afraid to travel below Cairo. May my Heavenly Father preserve us all to our destination. When I think of the comfortable nights rest I had after a season of service, temptation and trial, I must say, “He giveth His beloved sleep.”

April 20th 1864—3 o’clock p.m. on Mississippi River half way from Cairo to Memphis. I find the woods begin to look green. Apple and plum trees are in bloom. We are wooding at an island. The stream between which us and the shore is very narrow.

April 21st, 1864—Memphis, Tenn. Reached this place this morning just before day. The trip from Cairo here was a very unpleasant one but like many other trials, it is past. I reached the Commission Rooms at No. 10 Gayoso House just after daybreak. Found it closed. Had to wait until 9 o’clock for the delegates to open. This is wrong. They ought to open at the earliest period. I feel at a great loss to know what course to pursue. May my Heavenly Father direct me with HIs spirit and word. I find two delegates here by the name of Burns and Boyington. The local agent, by the name of Ensign, is absent, So [too] the field agent Burnell. I find a little Miss ____ in the office exceedingly ____. I have yet to learn what use she is to the Commission except to play on the Melodion. I don’t like the way things are conducted at Cairo or Memphis.

April 23, 1864—Memphis. Visited Fort Pickering today with 265 papers, 400 tracts, 12 Soldier’s books, 12 hymn books. Called on Chaplain Price, 55th US Colored [Troops]. Made an arrangement to preach in the fort tomorrow. Two delegates arrived this morning by the name of Perrizine [?], Methodist, and Stewart, Baptist.

April 25th 1864—Memphis. Preached at Fort Pickering in the morning from 2nd Timothy, 4-7. In the afternoon 2nd Corinthians, 6-1 to very attentive congregations. Met with a Brother Wells of the Iowa Conference (a private).

April 29, 1864—Fort Pickering. The last five days have been very unpleasant to me and it seems as if I was doing but little good. I have had great difficulty in getting a place to board or lodge. Just at this moment, a man by the name of Martin Smith was hanged in Fort Pickering for giving aid to the Rebels. I learn he died penitent and in hope of pardon. May God have mercy on his soul.

May 1, 1864—Memphis. Friday night at 1 o’clock a.m., I was violently attacked with something like bloody flux. All day yesterday and today quite sick, under medical treatment, but better now. This is a beautiful Sabbath. Heard yesterday of the death of my brother George in Kansas.

May 9th 1864—Memphis. After being quite sick for some 5 or 6 days since which I have been laboring around the city. On Saturday I received a letter from Mr. J. Dalton, Chair Ex Com. of Refugee Relief Committee of Ohio in which they say they are sending me several boxes of bedding and clothing for the refugees at this place. On Sunday the 8th, received a letter from Christian Commission at St. Louis enclosing 25 dollars and ordering me to Little Rock, Arkansas. I do not know what to do. May my Heavenly Father direct me. I want to do that that will be most for the glory of God.

May 11th 1864—Memphis. Visited the 1st Miss. Cavalry. Distributed 110 papers, 6 testaments, 50 soldier’s books, 300 pages tracts.

In the afternoon visited the Colored School on the Colored Methodist Episcopal Church. The Rev. T. N. Stewart (Colored) of Columbus, Ohio, is teacher assisted by his oldest scholars. There are 280 scholars enrolled. The school commenced February 22, 1864. The 1st day he had 53 scholars, 2nd day 77. Some 40 who commenced in the alphabet are now reading in the 2nd Reader. He boards with a colored man by the name of Joseph Clouston whose wife is a scholar in theclass of 2nd Reader. 20 years ago Clouston bought himself for $2,250 dollars. He is now worth 50 to 75 thousand dollars. They raise almost any Sabbath from $35 to $50. The church is from $1500 to 2,000 in debt but they say they will pay it in one year. The church is some 75 feet in length, 45 wide, basement under the whole which is brick. The upper part frame, painted white and well seated, two local preachers.

May 19th 1864—After laboring in Memphis just four weeks, I started this evening just at sundown for Little Rock, Arkansas on the steamboat Tycoon. Fare 20 dollars. After a tedious trip, we reached Duvall’s Bluff Sunday morning at 4 o’clock. Started on the railroad for Little Rock at 6:30 a.m. We reached the halfway station in good time but had to wait four hours for the train to pass. We reached Little Rock at 6 o’clock p.m. sick and tired.

May 29th 1864—Little Rock, Arkansas. Have been here one week. Much disappointed in the place and things and think I will leave soon. Preached in the Colred Church at 10:30 o’clock.

June 9th 1864—Camp 77th Ohio Regiment, Little Rock. Since the above date (May 29th) I have been laboring very hard for the US Christian Commission for the Colored Church and the 77th Ohio Regiment, but yesterday and this morning I feel very much dejected and discouraged. I indulged a strong hope that a was was about to open by which I should find permanent employment by getting a position as Chaplain of the 77th Ohio Regiment and by taking charge of the Colored Church in Little Rock. The last I can get and I feel I might be usefully employed, but I fear I could not get a support for my family. I expect my efforts to secure the Chaplaincy will (as usual) fail. And if it does fail, I must take it for granted that Providence designs I shall never hold the position of Chaplain in the ARmy and I will never make another effort to secure such a position. May God help me. Amen.

I can in truth say I earnestly desire to be useful, to please my Heavenly Father, and t air at doing His will in everything. But my way seems dark and mysteriously caged up in every direction. I cannot but feel if I was more Holy—had more faith in God, it would be better with me in my temporal matters. Oh Lord, I seek light and wisdom from Thee. Be pleased to help me “Hope in God for I shall yet praise Him, &c.”

June 15th 1864—Camp 77th Ohio Regt. Since writing the last in this diary, some important matters have taken place. I have been unanimously elected Chaplain of the 77th Ohio Regiment and the papers have been forwarded to the Governor of Ohio for my commission. A commission will no doubt be granted but whether I will be mustered in is doubtful. [A note in the back of the diary indicates he began boarding at the sutler’s of the 77th OVI on this date]

In connection with the Chaplaincy, I have taken charge of the Colored Congregation in Little Rock, Arkansas. May my Heavenly Father help me so I may be useful. In this church, there is a large field of labor and perhaps usefulness. These downtrodden ones are to be enlightened, &c.

June 18th 1864—Little Rock, Ark. One week since I closed my labors in the US Christian Commission. I spent one week in Cairo, Illinois [and] four weeks at Memphis, Tenn.

July 5th 1864—In camp at Little Rock, Arkansas. The Fourth of July was spent very quiet. No public demonstration except firing 37 guns from Fort Steele. The weather has been intensely hot and sickness is on the increase. Nearly 20 in the hospital.

August 5th 1864—Little Rock, Arkansas. It is just one month since I made an entry in this journal. The 7th of this month I had, in addition to the regiment and Colored Congregation, to take charge of the rooms of the Christian Commission at this place. This has kept me constantly employed. Thayer and Stinchfield left sick. Allen left at the same time sick but being detained at Duvall’s Bluff, he got better and returned. 4 days after, he became very sick and has done nothing since. On Friday, July 29th, I received my commission from Governor Brough of Ohio as Chaplain of the 77th Ohio Regt. Vet. Volunteers, dated July 15, 1864. The next day I made application to be mustered in but found my papers were not right—or at least did not suit the mustering officer. This 5th day of August I applied again but fear I will lose one hundred dollars, if not all for two months. If so, I will not accept my commission at all. This is a source of vexation and trouble—a trial of my faith. May my Heavenly Father so enlighten my mind, so influence my heart, that I may know and do what is right, and so overrule these events as well promote His glory and my good for Jesus’ sake, amen and amen.

Some un-transcribed notes in the back of Rev. Holliday’s Diary with names and residences and/or regimental affiliations of individuals he encountered during the period he kept this diary.