Transcription: Submitted by Arne
H Trelvik 5 Jul 2003
Source: unidentified newspaper clipping in the Helen (Evans)
Ragatz papers at the Warren
County Genealogical Society
Surnames: Perrine
Images: Obituary
Died at Charleston, Tenn, July 25th, 1864,
Charles D. Perrine, a member of Co. B, 2nd
Regiment O. H. A., son of Wm. E. and Anna
Perrine.
Charles was a quiet, inoffensive young man,
respected by all who knew him. His last ill-
ness was long and painful, yet he bore it with-
out a murmur, and to-day we trust, is a soldier
in the armies of King Emanuel. About an hour
before he died, he raised his hands and repeated
the name of Jesus, twice, which were the last
words he uttered. He often spoke of his mother,
and only a few hours before he died he said,
“Tell my cousins, tell my mother, I have hope
in Jesus; I don’t expect to get well, but I hope
to meet them and all the rest in heaven.”
Mrs. Colonel Ewing, in a letter to his mother,
says: “On Sabbath, two days previous to his
death, I said, ‘Charley do you know me?’ ‘Mrs.
Ewing,’ he feebly replied, and closed his eyes
again, - looking as if he had already passed into
another world. His cousin stood near, and I
asked him about Charley’s age, and if he had a
Bible. In a few moments Charley spoke himself
of his age, and asked for his Bible. His
cousin went to camp for it, and placed it in
Charley’s trembling hand. He gave it to me and
said, ‘Sister Mary.’ I then asked if he would
like to have me write to his mother – and what
I should tell her. HE said, ‘Give her my love –
and good-bye.’ After a while he groaned, - I
asked him what he wished – he said, ‘I am
thinking what I shall – tell – her.’ The his
mind seemed to wander. I sat with his cold
hand clasped in mine a long time. I then asked
if he could commit himself to the Savior, - he
said ‘Yes,’ and more I did not hear. I then bade
him Farewell.”
Lines Written by a Comrade.
Dear Cousin, my mind wanders strangely to-day:
All my thoughts from this place have been driven
To dear old home, where I thought all was gay,
Then it rested on mother and heaven.
But I know that death will ere long lay me low.
Jesus his blood for sinners has given,
Trusting in this, I am ready to go,
Tell my mother to meet me in heaven.
Never more shall I see the loved ones at home.
Fro from earth death will soon have me riven,
But I go to find rest in heaven’s high dome,
Tell my mother to meet me in heaven.”
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