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Adams, Samuel M. - Lieut

DIED---In the Field Hospital, on June 4th, 1864, from wounds received on the 3d, after twenty-four hours of extreme suffering, Lieut. SAMUEL M. ADAMS, of Co. H., 62d P. V., only remaining son of Johnston Adams, Esq., of Bethel congregation, aged a little over 40 years.

In the death of this noble, kind-hearted, and Christian young man, as well as brave, courageous, attentive, and earnest soldier, the community in which he was raised and universally respected and beloved, and the church of which he was a worthy, upright, conscientious, and promising member, have experienced a loss sorely felt, and not soon to be replaced.

When the rebellion first broke out, he was, with the lamented Capt. Espy, among the first to respond to the call of his country and government in peril. With him there was no delay, and no shrinking from what he believed to be imperative duty. The writer saw him during the period his regiment lay at Miner's Hill, and found him there suffering from chills and fever; and though low-spirited and weak from disease, yet there was no longing after home and the dear ones left behind. He soon recovered, and became the bravest of the brave. After the death of Capt. Espy, First Lieutenant Conner became Captain, and Sergeant Adams was promoted to a First Lieutenancy. And most worthily did he merit it, and most faithfully discharge its duties. By all the men of his company, and his superior officers, was he most fondly loved, respected, and trusted. All knew he was a man in whom confidence would not be misplaced. They knew him as the true soldier, sincere friend, and true Christian---as a man who would look to all their wants and sympathize with them in all their sufferings and sorrows.

On the first day of July, 1862, he was severely wounded during the battle of Malvern Hill, and was near unto death by loss of blood from a severed artery. As the effect of this wound, and from the sudden removal of the army to Harrison's Landing, he fell into the hands of the enemy, was carried to Richmond, and found a lodging place in that modern Bastille, the Libby prison. After remaining there some time--long enough to know the horrors of the place--he was paroled and returned to Camp Parole, near Annapolis. Whilst there, and having but recently been delivered from this prison of {ineligible} and cruelty, he remarked in one of his letters, that he had often heard the expression,. "hell upon earth," used, but never knew what it meant till placed in this horrible prison, and under the control of Gen. Winder and his cruel subordinates, After, having recovered from his wound, he was exchanged, and again took his place in camp with his company. During the Fall of 1863 he came home on a short furlough, to see a sick and dying sister, and had he melancholy pleasure of sitting by her dying bed, smoothing her passage to the grave, closing her eyes in death, and following her to her last resting place. And whilst then he might honorably have resigned, having an aged father who greatly needed his presence and care, yet, as the young men whom he had been instrumental in enlisting, and whom he loved as brothers, required his example, counsel, and oversight, he could not therefore think of leaving his place in the regiment as long as they must remain.

During the present campaign, and somewhere near Spottsylvania Court House, he was, with many others, wounded, and retired for a few days to the Regimental Hospital; and though he would have been justified in remaining much longer, or in getting a furlough to come home, yet he could not think of this. The Captain was wounded and absent; the Second Lieutenant on detached duty; he must be there. And with them he went, when all felt it was not the place for him, into the thickest of the fight, where he fell at the head of his company, pierced by a bullet in the bowels. Near Bethesda church he fell; there his blood stained the ground; and in the hospital near by, and not very far from where the remains of Col. Black and Capt. Espy were interred, did he breathe his last, and there found a resting place for his body.

A member of the same regiment, writing to the Democratic Standard, of Hollidaysburg, uses this language respecting him and another officer: "Since last I wrote you, we have been in several skirmishes, and one in particular which I may note also importance, occurred on the 3d inst. at Bethesda church, in which we lost two officers and three men killed, and thirty-seven wounded. This was a most desperate charge, and the wonder is that our loss was not greater. The officers whose lives on this occasion were sacrificed in their country's service, were First Lieutenant Samuel M. Adams of Allegheny Co., and Second Lieutenant Truittey, of Armstrong Co. Both were wounded through the bowels and expired soon after. Lieut. Adams was among the bravest and most efficient officers in the regiment. Your correspondent took him by the hand a short time before he expired, and remarked: 'Well, Lieutenant, they have managed to hit you again,' 'Yes,' said he, 'and this time they have done it effectually,' He bore up bravely, and was scarce heard to utter a moan up to the moment of his death."

He has gone from us. He performed his part well, and we trust that now he rests on the bosom of Jesus, free from all sin and sorrow, and where the din of war and clash of arms are no more heard, nor confusion, with garments rolled in blood. But one child, a daughter, now remains out of a family of eight children---six daughters and two sons. The mother and seven have gone to the spirit land, and, as we hope, to heaven and happiness. How deep the sorrow of the aged father! Ah, how his heart clung to Samuel! And no wonder, he was pleasant and beloved, and seemed to be the prop on which the aged father could lean when all others were gone. But God had otherwise determined. Aged father, weep not! Remember his consoling letter upon the death of Lizzie; how his thoughts and heart turned heavenward. The time is short. You will soon meet the dear ones gone before, where parting and the sorrow of parting are known no more forever. Then shalt thou know the reason of all these trying providences; thy mourning then shall be turned into joy, and thy sorrow into rejoicing. --G. M.

Presbyterian Banner, Pittsburgh, PA 17 Aug 1864



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